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I ripped it open with my teeth, trying to taste her on the envelope before focusing on her letter.

DearEnzo,

This is very unprofessional.

Oh, who am I kidding? We’ve long crossed the boundaries between professional and unprofessional. I just got all three of your letters today, and I don’t know what to say, only that my panties are now ruined because of you.

See you soon,

Amara

I grinned as I read her words over and over again. She was becoming fond of me, understanding that resisting our connection was pointless. I thought it would take longer, but Amara was clearly touch-starved. The way she came for me so fast showed me that her husband hadn’t touched her right in years, if ever. She was so easy to please; it was almost depressing to know that Mark didn’t even find her worth the effort.

But I had special plans for him.

I thought Amara was one of the many people who abandoned me when she stopped writing. But to know that she did, and he kept my letters from her and probably hers from me, sparked a fury inside me. I didn’t think I could survive. But I intended on letting it out, and letting Mark have it.

I was going to destroy him.

In the meantime, I took pen to paper and began writing my next letter to my new pen pal. Even in the hole, the prison let you have envelopes, paper, and pen, so no matter what I did, I still had a connection with the outside. I just couldn’t call her from here.

Amara,

Just got your letter, baby. Tell me about my new charges, and let’s meet soon to review mydefense. It might take hours…and I intend to use every one of them.

Don’t wear a bra or panties when I see you next. I can’t wait to taste you again…

-Enzo

I smirked; no one, not even the deputies, could read legal mail. I addressed it to my little lawyer and her work address so they couldn’t open it.

Maybe I’d surprise her and write her at her new place, too. But I had to be careful what I wrote because I didn’t want to incriminate her, myself, or my crew. But I didn’t want to risk the police looking for me there the next time I broke out, so I decided against it.

All I knew was that she wasmine.

I’d never been this obsessed with anyone before. Amara consumed my thoughts and dreams, and nearly every action I took was with her in mind. I couldn’t get her out of my head, and that was dangerous both for her and for me.

“Lights out, Ricci,” the deputy barked through the door.

I rolled my eyes but set the letter down next to my mattress so I could sendit out tomorrow. I needed to rest, and although prison wasn’t ideal, I knew no one could hurt me here in the hole.

So I closed my eyes, licking my lips for a taste of my newest obsession, and let sleep take me so she could haunt my dreams.

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Amara

When I got his letter, I had just arrived at work. I bit my lip at his words, my thighs clenching under my pencil skirt. I hurriedly called the prison, requesting a legal visit, and they gave me a spot this week. Not every prison allowed visits when the inmates were in the hole, but they couldn’t refuse legal visits. Inmates were still humans, and they had rights.

I grabbed my pen and began writing a response, ignoring the papers on my desk.

Enzo,

I’ll see you soon. I’m still sore from last time, but I can’t stop thinking about you. Not even my vibrator can make me come that hard, and nothing comes close to your mouth on me. Please…do it again.

-Amara

Feeling naughty, I took my perfume bottle out of my purse and sprayed the letter before slipping it into the envelope, licking the seal, and pressing it shut. I’d mail it on the walk back home, giddy for a fucking criminal.

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