Semua Bab 365 ways to hell - Erotica Collections : Bab 1 - Bab 5

Sky’s POV This was a bad idea. I mean yes, it was my idea, but still, this was a bad idea. Chewing on my pen and sweating profusely wasn't helping my situation. I heard the sound of heavy boots and the clinging of chains getting closer. I shifted on my seat, the other inmates being unnecessarily loud amplified my anxiety. Come on Sky, you got this.The sound of the door opening still startled me, even if I had two days, two hours and some minutes to prepare myself. I guess nothing could ever prepare me for the man in front of me. Standing up while the guards unchained him, I stared at him while he smirked at the guard who looked like he was ready to saw his head off.“The boss said this should last for an hour, no more no less. And if he tries anything, we will be right outside,” the guard said to me.I nodded my head, replying with a thank you. He didn't have to tell me twice. Giving the patient one more glance, he nodded at the other guards and they exited the room.Leaving me with

Jagger povRound glasses, big doe eyes, sharp nose, small lips, freckles on the cheeks, petite frame and those boobs. I mean I've only seen them through her clothes but I bet they are plump and round. I can't get her out of my head. I can't stop thinking about her warm mouth around my cock. She will definitely make a good pet. I smiled, bouncing the stress ball off the wall. Smiling. I noticed I have been doing that a lot since yesterday.I am intrigued, I won't lie. I intentionally scare my doctors away. I wasn't sick and I won't allow them to treat me like I am. But Sky, she's different. Yes I want to fuck her but I think it's more than that. I was snapped out of my thoughts with the dangling of keys. Looking at the door, I noticed the guards trying to open it. Guess it was breakfast time. I ignored them. They always get on my nerves, trying to get me to react. Assholes.Pushing the door open, Armando, the head guard stepped in, tossing the food on the floor, he snarled at me with d

Sky's povI fucked up, I know, bite me. The moment I disregarded the lockdown rule, I knew I fucked up. The suspension letter on my kitchen counter was a testament. Do i regret what we did? Yes, would i do it again? Hmmm. I could still feel him inside of me even if it has been hours. His hands grabbing my hips, pulling my hair and taking me from behind. It fell life a fantasy.I knew i had thing for danger since i was eighteen, when i almost ran my dads car over a cliff and felt nothing but freedom. My therapist then called it “risk seeking behavior”, over the years i tried to bury that part of me but Jagger could see through me. He looked at me like he knew every terrible thing inside me. I closed my eyes and leaned against the counter.I was trying to proof myself, that i wasn't just another spoiled Montgomery playing doctor for fun, that I was capable, useful, smart, instead I got suspended for sleeping with my patient, who also happens to be a murder. I laughed briefly, walked tow