Chapter 6
CHAPTER SIX
COLSON
Last night, once we made it back to our cell, Nathan filled me in on the fun he had in the library with my little princess. He mentioned telling Kace that he wanted to see him in a pretty pink thong and that Kace was bratting for him.
That brought a smile to my face. Now Nathan has two brats on his hands, and nothing brings more joy to me than knowing I’m adding more gray to Nathan’s hair.
Surprisingly, I didn’t have any jealousy brewing in me—well, maybe a little from not getting to watch them together, but that’s about it.
Instead, I immediately started planning how I was going to get my hands on my officer too.
With my iPad in my hand, I head to Picsta and immediately click on our chat, sending a message to the boy toy:
SecondChanceStory
Lacey pink thongs, princess?
I want in on this too
This is Colson btw somebody should’ve filmed you yesterday with my boyfriend
I like to watch
The smell of the gym is a mixture of leather, sweat, and something I can never put my finger on, but it’s a stench that never quite goes away. But like every other day, I’m here lifting and letting off steam the only way I’ve known how for the past five years.
Kace strolls in relatively late for his shift, based on when I normally see him—or he’s been avoiding us. He never responded to my messages, but I know he read them.
He wears a look of determination as he slowly makes his way over to me. My eyes never leave him. I soak him in from head to toe in that navy uniform that squeezes him in all the right places. And once he’s close enough, I ask, “Did my pocket pussy get its pretty pink panties like I requested?”
“Inmate, that’s an inappropriate question.” A blush creeps up from the top of the buttoned shirt.
Oh, he’s playing hard to get.
“Well, I’m an inappropriate inmate. Let me see that thong.”
Like Nathan knew Kace was in here with me, I feel him grab my ass as he leans in to whisper, “We all know you’re the inappropriate one, brat.” His lips encase my ear and goosebumps trail down my arms.
Kace continues to ignore both of us, not even acknowledging that Nathan walked up and joined me. We watch with rapt attention as Kace leans on the weight bar I’ve just finished with for the night. The bottom of his button-up shirt rises slightly, revealing the pink lace resting above his hips.
My teeth find my bottom lip. “Princesss.”
A hiss and a groan leave our lips, catching the attention of a couple of the other inmates who are in the gym with us, but they are quick to look away when they see the sounds came from us.
They probably think we’re doing stuff to one another; little do they know it’s the slutty officer in front of us drawing the reaction.
“Back to your cell.” The short, clipped tone from Kace is new, but he ends it with a wink and a head nod. So we head back, not dumb enough to ask any questions out in the common areas. But that wink held a promise, and I need to know what that promise is.
We just got back from showering, and luckily, it was only us in there because both Nathan and I were hard as rock the whole time. Only one thing on our mind, and that was getting back to our cell to see what Kace has in store for us.
Nathan tilts his head and asks, “What do you think he wanted us in our cell for?”
“I have no clue, but I kinda like when he gets that stern voice with us.”
“Because you’re a fucking brat, Colson. Who has a problem with authority.” Nathan’s brows rise, probably assuming I’m going to argue, but I don’t. He’s one hundred percent correct.
The devilish look I give him has a growl crawling up his throat, but I speak before he can. “I’m your brat, Daddy.” I tilt my head to sweeten the delivery, but he’s already gripping the back of my hair, tilting my head back to gain access to my neck.
His favorite spot.
His lips easily find my neck, and at almost the same height, he barely has to squat down. We both have our sweatpants on, so I pull his down to free his cock before mine follow suit. “What are you doing, baby?”
I shush him. “I want your cock on mine.” Our sweatpants hit the floor in unison, and when Nathan stands back to his full height, he pulls me to him by my ass.
Nathan hums. “Your wish is my command, baby.” Then he’s spitting on our cocks, causing my head to fall back in pure bliss as his hand fists us together.
Footsteps approach outside our cell, and I can only assume it’s the guard we’ve been begging to see.
Kace Wright.
I singsong, “Oh, Princess… is that you?”
The footsteps speed up, and so does Nathan, pumping our cocks up and down.
As I fuck into his fist, our cocks rubbing against one another, the sensation is almost too much already. I can’t think about the sight of us for too long, or I’ll bust prematurely.
The gasp that falls from Kace’s lips is one that I’ll forever replay in my head.
“Fuck, y’all are hot,” he whispers.
My head whips to Kace standing outside our cell, looking ready to risk his job just to sit here and watch us together.
But that won’t do. I want him.
No.
I need him.
“Is that drool, Princess? Do you want my cock that bad? You just have to ask nicely.”
He whimpers, and it’s music to my ears. “Yes, Sir, please.”
Nathan releases us to move behind me, then wraps his fist around my cock again before saying, “Oh, we have a respectful little bitch on our hands, don’t we, Colson?”
Kace whimpers and hits his knees outside our locked cell.
“Now, where was this respect in the library, Sweetheart?”
“I was worried about getting caught in the library, but the cameras are down at the moment and won’t be fixed for an hour. That’s where I was,” he admits with a devious smirk.
Nathan’s fist pauses for a moment to ask, “Did you have something to do with the cameras going down?”
“I plead the fifth.” Kace lifts his arms into the air, mocking innocence as he looks up at me from his knees through the bars. I step a little closer to him, but not close enough for him to touch just yet.
I tsk. “That’s a naughty officer.” I raise my brows and nod toward the glistening tip of my cock. “You have to beg for a taste of this cock, Princess.”
I don’t think he’s going to do it until his face completely transforms in front of us. The unexpected, doe-eyed look almost makes me fall to my knees to beg him instead.
Kace whines, “Please, Sir, let me have your cock in my mouth.”
In an almost-bored tone, I say, “You’ll have to beg better than that, whore.” My cock gives me away as it twitches to attention right in front of Kace’s face, Nathan’s grip tightening when he feels it.
“Inmate, please, can your officer have your cock…”
Fuck, he sure does know how to beg, but I’m not giving that credit to him.
Nathan barks from over my shoulder, “No fucking teeth, Princess.” He raises a brow at Kace while pumping me slowly. “This cock of his is too pretty to have teeth marks running down it.”
I tease him again. “Will you beg like this to have that little cunt filled up too?” He looks to be on the verge of tears from being denied.
“No crying until my cock’s in your mouth.
” I crouch down to his level for just a second to whisper, “I won’t stop until your face is covered in your drool and tears. ”
I stand to my full height pushing my cock through the bars and into Kace’s waiting lips. He takes me to the back of his throat, swallowing around the tip of my cock. His watering eyes looking up at me through the bars are about enough to do me in already… but I hold myself together for now.
Nathan grunts from behind me, “How’s my spit taste on his cock, Officer?”
Kace pops off my cock, replacing his mouth with his hand to pump me up and down as he answers, “You taste so good together.” Drool drips from his mouth and the tear tracks stream down his face—this may be my new favorite look on him.
His mouth moves back to my cock, sucking me to the back of his throat, swallowing around my length. My hands immediately find his head through the bar, holding him in place. He’s not gagging, but his eyes are watering.
Nathan stops kissing my neck to watch Kace over my shoulder, before purring, “You look so pretty when you cry, Sweetheart.” Then his teeth are back to biting my earlobe.
My head falls back on his shoulder, completely overstimulated from the feel of being between the two of them. I have never felt a bliss like this. As my orgasm builds, so does my desire for this to last forever.
“Tap my leg if it’s too much, Princess. I’m fucking this whore of a throat of yours.” I keep hold of the sides of his head and start thrusting into his mouth. With every thrust, I enunciate my words. “This. Is. How. I’ll. Fuck. That. Cunt.”
The tears keep falling from his eyes, dripping down his flushed cheeks, and it’s something I’ll never forget. My orgasm is right there. “Are you going to swallow me like a good little slut?”
“Mmm humm,” he murmurs, his eyes begging like it’s the only thing he wants right now.
And to help pull me over the edge, I feel Nathan’s hand snake up around my throat and squeeze, cutting off my blood flow in the most glorious way. “Let him have your cum, brat.”
And I do just that, while gripping the hair at the top of his head to hold him in place. Through a clenched jaw, I grit out, “Fuck, I’m coming,” careful not to be too loud.
Nathan places one more kiss on my neck. “Good boy.”
Then he squats down in front of Kace, wiping under one of his eyes, and immediately sucking it into his mouth.
“Mmm… They taste as good as they look, Sweetheart.”