Page 34 of Birdy

That first knuckle through her smooth lips leaves her nearly choking around an appreciative moan, the abrupt clink of her bottle on the counter breaking the silence.

“No panties, soft little pussy. You really came here to get fucked, didn’t you?” I ask, grinning as she wipes the excess beer from her mouth.

“Are you really surprised, though? We’ve been on this Monday fuck fest kick for a few weeks now. Best way to start the week if you ask me.”

Except this would be one of the last times I felt the same. In just weeks, I’d be so caught up in my Benita Adriana Villanueva dilemma, I wouldn’t know what to do with myself.

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“Benni, wake the fuck up,coño.”Selena’s raspy morning voice brings me to. “They’re gonna call count in like five.”

I don’t know how I manage to do it, but I crack my heavy eyelids open and immediately regret the decision when the bright fluorescent lights nearly burn through my retinas. Hissing like a fucking vampire, I squeeze them shut again and force myself up onto an elbow, rubbing at my eyes furiously. “How is it morning already?”

Lena chuckles and jumps down from her bunk, going about the motions of straightening out her sheets. “Bad night?”

“Yeah,” I scoff, mostly at myself. “Something like that.”

Bad is only an understatement. I laid there for hours after the lights went out, tossing and turning over and over again. I couldn’t get comfortable. Couldn’t drift off.

Why, you ask?

CO Bala, that’s why.

His face was seared in my mind, taunting me with hyper-realistic images of scenarios that can never—and will never—happen.

The way he looks at me… I’ve seen that look before and know all too well what it means.

“Think the new hottie has first shift today?” Lena asks, shooting my shoulders up to my ears.

It’s like she was reading my mind.

“Probably. He’s still training. You know they make them pull twelve hours plus the first week.” I sound indifferent—which is exactly what I was going for—but on the inside, I’m hoping he’s not, praying like all hell that he’ll miraculously be third shift, so I don’t have to relive yesterday.

I can’t afford to.

Though subtle and silent, exchanging those heated looks with Bala is a dangerous, dangerous game, and four years of dick-deprivation has me giving in to temptation faster than a bitch in heat. I’ve always knocked hoes who get involved with CO’s, but I kinda get it now if a mere look is all it takes to spark a flame. He smiles at me like that again, and I’m so fucked.

Que Dios me ampare. My God help me…

Once Selena’s got her bed made up perfectly, she yanks me onto my feet and goes about doing the same to mine. “Get dressed,puta.They call us out and see you’re not ready, you know what’s gonna happen.”

I nod. Depending on who’s running count for job assignments, either a shot or I’ll get sent straight to the hole. They’ll write it off as me refusing to go to work, too, and I won’t get a single say in it, ‘cause you know, it’s their word over ours. Always.

My eyes almost roll free from their sockets. Sighing at yet another day of this bullshit, I rip off my sleep shirt and throw on my uniform, tossing my hair in a messy bun.

And to think I still have another three years to go.

Despite everything I’ve done to stay in line and earn my good behavior stripes, nothing seems to be enough to get me out of here early. I’ve had three shots, if that, and have only been to Seg once. I do my job and stay in my fucking lane, butnothingis ever good enough.

Or maybe it’s just me ‘cause Lena’s currently shaking her head at me in disgust. “Oh, no. I’m not letting you go out there like that.”

I don’t even need to saywhat the fuckout loud. It’s written all over my face. “Like what?”

She motions up and down my body, emphasizing my head most. “Like, you’re not even trying…”

Trying for?“What am I supposed to be trying for again?”

“Ayyy,please.” She smirks, arching a dark brow. “You gonna make me call you out again like yesterday at lunch?”

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