Tessa and the Warden

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Tessa and the Warden

By

Crystal
G. Smith and Elizabeth A. Veatch

Copyright © 2013 Crystal Smith
and Elizabeth A. Veatch

Kindle Edition

Book cover design by Melody Simmons

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This book is a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to persons, living or dead or places, event or locales is purely coincidental.

Disclaimer: The material in this book is for mature audiences only and contains graphic sexual content.  It is intended only for those aged 18 or older.

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Together In Lust (co-authored with Elizabeth Veatch)

Together Forever (co-authored with Elizabeth Veatch)

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Southern Romance

Rough Ryder (co-authored with Elizabeth Veatch)

Rough Ryder, Smooth Trinket
(co-authored with Elizabeth Veatch)

A Stranger’s Touch
(co-authored with Elizabeth Veatch)

Teaching Bailey

Coming Soon

Finding Peaches

Love Swept:  The First Bloodline (book 2 of the Bloodline Series)

Southern Heat

Southern Charm

Love Blooms

Chapter One

     Tessa flinched a little when she heard the banging of the cell door.  She didn’t think she would ever get use to the sound.  The guards always made sure to slam the bars extra loud, like they were making the point that they were in charge.  As if the women on the other side of the bars could ever forget. 

     Tessa had received her final paperwork to get out of this hell hole.  The guard had explained to her that the warden liked to spend the last week preparing the inmates for life on the outside. 
So today she knew she was headed to his office to start the process.  She would be lying if she said she wasn’t looking forward to it.  The few times she had seen him made her wish she needed personal punishment from him. Not that she had ever gotten in trouble.  She knew good behavior would take half of her three year sentence away.

     The dismal cells were always dark and the only decorations were pictures of their children.
  The only benefit to this ward was the cells were single occupant.  A single cot pushed up on one side of the gray wall while a small sink and toilet was at the end.  Across from the bed was a tiny writing table. Most of the inmates used it to keep their few personal items on it.

     There w
ere always the few inmates that had been there a long time.  She could tell which ones those were by the comments they made when she walked by their cells.

     “Hey pretty lady. Come on over here and let your hair down for a
while.”

     “Shake it for me Tessa.”

     “Hey eighty’s baby, why don’t you come on over here and let me make you feel good?”

   
This all came from the women she could only imagine how male inmates would act.  Luckily she didn’t have to walk in the wards often, but she had been summoned to the Wardens’ office and this was the quickest way to get there.

     She didn’t want to keep him waiting.  He would more than likely be the highlight of her day.  Tall, dark wavy hair, eyes that could melt you just by staring into them, and lips just plump enough to make
her wonder how they would feel in places that she couldn’t see.  At least not with her clothes on.

   
He always had just enough of a five o’clock shadow to make her want an itch for him to scratch. 

    
She could feel herself growing wet in places that were best left dry in a place like this.  She couldn’t help it as she imagined pulling off his uniform.  Revealing the muscled arms and chest not to mention the tight 6-pack abs he worked hard to keep. She personally had never seen them before, but she had heard some of the other women talk about them.

     H
e had to be a man of stamina to keep himself in such good shape. One of these days she hoped to find out.  Maybe today would be that day… If she was lucky.

     She stood in the outer chamber of his office waiting to be let in to see him.  She couldn’t help but admire herself in her reflection.  Long, wavy blonde tendrils escaped the confines of her pony tail to frame her heart shaped face.
Her bright blue eyes framed by long dark lashes that sparkled back at her, while she imagined what might be waiting for her behind that door.  Her pert nose tingled above her full shiny lips from her licking them as she thought about what she would like to be doing with her mouth.  She turned sideways and admired the way her just over a handful pert breasts were straining at her uniform.  Trying to break free of the barrier of her bra to be held in those large hands of the warden as he bent his head to taste each of the nipples that were begging him to bless them with his lips. 
Wow if he doesn’t hurry I will definitely be coming without him. 
She could feel her clit tingling with need and another gush of moisture wet her panties as she squeezed her thighs together.

     The sound of a man clearing his throat broke through her imagination causing her flushed skin to become just a bit brighter as she looked up and saw by the look on his face he knew exactly what was going on with her.

     “Tessa, after you.”  Standing to the side he waited for her to pass into his office.  Making sure he stood just close enough that she brushed up against the front of him on her way by.  Her hand making contact with either his cell phone in his pocket or eagerness to see her. 

     Stepping inside she looked around.  This was a far cry from the cells in the ward she had just passed through.  Besides the standard desk and chair his office had all the comforts of home.  A plush over-stuffed
black leather couch lined one wall with a lamp sitting in the corner.  The light sparkled off the crystals that hung as the lamp shade.  In the corner was a matching chair with a table that had a stack of books on it.  There was another door that was closed that she only assumed went into the bathroom. 

     She watched as he walked across to the bar and poured himself a dark liquid into a glass.  She was jealous of the glass as he raised it to first his nose to breathe in the strong scent then placed his lips on it and with a flip of his hand drained the liquid in one swallow.

     When she realized the glass hadn’t moved she looked up and was embarrassed to find he had been watching her the whole time.  She was sure he could read her mind just by staring into her eyes.  If that was true, she was either going to be shown the door or shown delights that she had only ever dreamed about.

     She swallowed the lump that had developed in her throat as she watched him place the glass on the counter then turn to lean against it as he stared back at her. 

     They stood that way for what felt like forever to Tessa. She found it hard to keep her eyes locked with his.  There was something about his eyes.  Like they commanded her attention and she had to do what they said.

    
His lips turned up in to a wide smile.  She watched as his eyes roamed up and down her body before he raised his finger in a come here motion. 

    
Moving across the room she could feel her heart beating stronger and faster with each step.  Her skin glistening as if she had just finished fucking the hot warden standing in front of her.  Becoming breathless with the thought of what she hoped would happen when she reached him.  She could no longer keep the stare, her eyes dropped to the floor was she walked.  She was sure he could guess what she was thinking.

     Stopping when she saw she was only a foot away from him she chanced a look up.  The look on his face caused her heart to jump just a bit higher in her throat
. 

     Fire was flashing fr
om his eyes as he looked at her.  “Don’t stop now.”

     She inched forward until she could feel his breath on the top of her head. 
“Is this close enough, Sir?”
I would love to call you Sir all night long.
The blush brightened on her face.

     “You know why you are here don’t you?”
His breath on her skin caused tingles to spread down her back and circle around to brush her lower abdomen.  Almost like fingers lightly caressing her.

     “I think so.” Her voice barely above a whisper.

     “Well, let me be more thorough.” He stepped around her brushing her side again
. Yep definitely not a cell phone.
Stepping behind his desk he picked up a large file of papers. “You have two options.  First one… we spend this week tediously poring over these papers till you develop carpel tunnel.”

    
That was not the option she was hoping for.  She  had hoped to hear options like, one you come over here and I fuck you till you beg me to stop, or option two...I fuck you till I want to stop.  “And option Two?” Her voice was breathy when she whispered her words.

     “You remove your clothes right here, right now.  You agree to anything I want to do for the next week.  No questions, no arguments.” He sat back in his chair and eyed her with those devil-may care eyes waiting patiently for her answer.

     They both knew the answer.  They could feel the chemistry firing back and forth between them since she had entered the office.

     OH my god! I have died and gone to heaven. 
If he only knew how horny I am  right now.  I hope I don’t hurt him. 
She giggled to herself
.  I guess this is what you call letting that inner goddess out.

     Reaching up she pulled her hair loose from the pony-tail and tossed it on his desk in front of him.

Chapter  Two

     Leaning back he propped his feet on the corner of the desk and watched as she ran her fingers through her silky hair.  Tossing her head back she watched him through her lashes as she steadied herself on one foot and pulled off her shoe followed by her sock.  Luckily one of her prized personal items was a bright pink nail polish.  Switching legs she did the same with the other foot. 

    
Smiling mischievously, she turned her back to him and bent over to pick up her shoes.  Keeping her ass in the air just a bit longer than necessary.  Standing up straight, she walked across the room to place the shoes and socks on the table beside the chair.  Giving a little extra shake as her body moved as graceful as she could make it appear.

     Looking over her shoulder she placed her fingers in the waistband of her prison issued pants and smiled as she bent to remove them slowly.  Stepping out of them she walked back to stand in front of the desk
. 

     The smoldering look in his eyes let her know that if he wasn’t already turned on
, he was now.  Walking around to the front of the desk he sat on the top of it and with a wave of his hand motioned for her to continue disrobing.

     Looking him over she noted his pants
had a rather large tent growing causing her panties to become even wetter than before. 

     Raising her eyes to lock with his her tongue peaked out to moisten her already throbbing lips.  She could feel the heartbeat in them as she thought of wrapping them around his engorged cock.

     Slowly sliding her hands down her sides she grasped the hem of her t-shirt and slowly pulled it up.  She felt the cool air hitting her bare abdomen as she raised it past the waist of her panties.  Keeping contact with his eyes she pulled it up and over her head. 

     Standing there in front of him in her prison issued panties and bra she began to lose some of her confidence.  He didn’t move to help her.
He just watched as she struggled to get her courage back. 
I can do this.  I want to do this.  God he is so fucking hot.  My last week in this place will be like heaven. 

     Taking a deep breath she reached behind her and unfastened her bra. Pulling it off one arm and then the other she bent her head allowing her hair to fall over covering her breasts.  Holding her bra out with one arm
, she let it fall to the floor in front of him.  Staring him in the eyes she could see the dare there in his. 

    
She continued to muster up more courage as she thumbed her panties, sliding them down she quickly stepped out of them, pushing them with her foot. Taking a deep breath she stood up facing him. Her hair still covering her breasts.  Making eye contact with him, she noted his eyes were locked on her bare pussy.  If it was even possible, she thought she saw the tent in his pants grow even more. 

     Without saying a word he stood from the desk and took the two steps to be standing directly in front of her.  Reaching down he brushed her hair off her shoulders to hand down her back.  Giving him the view he had been waiting for.

      He placed a hand on each shoulder slightly massaging them before running his fingers lightly down her breasts, teasing them as her nipples puckered and ached with need.  With a light pinch the sensation between her legs tripled. 

     Leaning down he placed his lips on her shoulder, gently sucking on it before grazing it with his teeth.

    
“Mm-mm…” She couldn’t stop the moaning sound as it slipped past her lips.  The sound startled her.  There had been no speaking since she began her strip tease.  She thought the tease had backfired on her. She hadn’t had sex for a year and a half and she was more than ready. 

     Reaching out she tried to touch him but he moved out of her reach.  He walked around behind her again moving her hair from her shoulders as he continued to feast upon them.  All the time his hands
continued to play with her nipples, each nibble or pinch causing her to creep to the edge of the cliff.  She could feel herself climbing and knowing she would be falling off in a matter of moments if he didn’t stop the torture. She didn’t even try to prevent the sounds coming from her throat.

     He pressed himself against her back and the feel of his large erection was almost all it took.  He pressed harder forcing her to take a step towards the desk.
  Then another. He pressed a hand to the back of her head forcing her to bend over the desk. His hands rubbing down her back to her ass and back up as he forced his leg between hers, opening them.  He pressed his lips to her back leaving a moist trail as he made his way down.

     Suddenly she felt his tongue between the cheeks of her ass as he found his way to the sopping wet cunt.  The sounds of him lapping at her juices as he moved a hand to her clit and pressed the nub first softly and then increasing pressure as he increased the movement of his tongue. 

     Unexpectedly his tongue was gone and replaced with two fingers moving in and out, hitting that sweet little spot as if somehow he always knew exactly where it was.  She couldn’t hold back any longer.  Screaming out her pleasure as she bucked back against him.

     As she quieted
, he slid her to the floor and she lay cradled in his arms
. 

   
Definitely the best decision I’ve ever made.  Thank God I have a whole week.
She thought as her eyes fluttered closed.