I know what they think about me. They think I'm a crazy meth head. They think I'm oblivious to their puns and hidden meanings. They know so little about me. They don't care to learn anyways. Maybe it's for the best. I told myself from day one I wasn't getting involved with lesbian drama. Which is why it makes so much sense that Nichols got me in a corner with my pants down. I know the good Lord don't want none of this shit for me.
"Tell me what you want." Nichols whispers in my ear, sending warm shocks down my neck. I know I should stop this sinful event. I know the Lord of mercy and love can only forgive so much. Five dead babies. A dead abortion doctor. Not to mention cornering Chapman with a shank. I'm sure that's more than enough for him to forgive. If I could be so lucky. Of course this is one of those times where my body does and feels all of the wrong things.
Nichols is not going to stop. I am not going to stop her. But I'll be dead before I ask her for a thing.
"Come on Doggett. I know you need this."
She slips her hand in my trouble maker, ad I've cone to not so fondly regard it. I gasp as if it's going to be my last breath.
"I know what you need."
My eyes squeeze shut. This is crazy, but the feelings in my body are like nothing I've felt before. I manage to get a few words out.
"You're taking me to hell."
She smirks and rolls her eyes.
"I figured I could use some company cooking jiffy pop over the fire."
Her tounge swirls down my neck hot and wet. She can feel me shaking helplessly. I don't know when I started rocking against her, but I can't fight it. Fuck.
"That a girl."
She growls. Briefly I see something in her eyes other than sarcasm. Pure hot lust.
"Nichols, when you gonna put your fingers in?"
She groans at that, but stays in control. I realize that she's been so busy enjoying this power she has over me that that it's causing all of my control to slip far away. If I'm gonna be damned I might as well enjoy it as much as I can.
"Come on Nichols. I want you to fuck me so good that I beg for you to make me bleed and cum all at the same time. I want to expand and contract around your fingers so tightly."
She becomes more forceful, but holds out on me by touching everywhere but the place I want her to. I'm getting frusterated more than helplessly seduced.
"You want to be fucked?"
She asks with dark hooded eyes. And I take action into my own hands. I ain't one to play the role of no virgin. I never been with a girl before. But I've had sex. Lots of sex.
I have to speed this up a bit. So I turn the tables a tad on Nichols. I lift my arms from my sides and sneak them up the back of her shirt. I dig my nails into her back hard enough to see she likes it rough. I crush my lips against hers frantically. So soft kissing her is. So warm and good. I kiss hard and she's still so soft. I must've made a mistake cause she ain't playing with my pussy no more. I break the kiss.
"Whatcha doin that for?"
She wraps her arms around my waist and pulls me up. I wrap my legs around her. She's strong. Kinda sexy.
"What now Nichols?"
She attaches her mouth to my throat, and my god if I don't cum in the next minute or so I'm gonna kill this bitch.
"I'm gonna pump you slow. And you'll see stars."
She was good on her word. Next thing I know she's got three fingers gently moving inside my wet hole. I can hear slurping sounds of being fucked.
