Mindf u c k

"Veronica...?" Ian spoke quietly through the wall from his cell. It was late now, hours had passed and everyone was supposed to be asleep. Veronica wiped her mouth on her wrist and then laid back down again; lethargic.

"What do you want Ian?" She asked softly, exhausted. "Are you alright?" He questioned with concern in his voice. She closed her eyes for a moment and swallowed hard before answering. "Yeah, just peachy over here." She replied sarcastically, beginning to run her digits through her hair. "I can make your night better." He said and she raised a brow curiously, stopping her combing fingers. "What's that mean?" She asked. "I can take your mind off of things and make you feel good; that is if you would like." He answered. "Huh? What the fvck are you talking about?" She asked, starting to chuckle. "How long has it been since you've been fvcked?" He asked bluntly. Veronica choked from his question. "Um... kind of random and personal question don't you think?" She asked in return. "I'm going to say it's been a long time then." He replied, cackling to himself. "What makes you say that, even though it's none of your damn business?" She asked shaking her head slightly. "I'm only asking 'cause I think maybe if you get off... you'll calm down." He said trailing off at the end of his statement.

"Oh really?" She says laughing. "So, how do you play a role in that?" She asked amused. "Oh, I can play a very big and important role in that, doll." He replied smirking as he too was laying in his bed on the other side of the wall. "I seriously doubt that Ian." She said, now playing with her hair and he was already taking her mind off of everything just by talking to her. But she didn't acknowledge it. "You say that but... wanna bet?" He asked smirking widely. "Aight Mr. Ian, I'm listening." She said, unknowingly biting her lip where normally her lip ring would be.

"Ha, alright. Just listen to my voice and close your eyes." He said, husking up his voice some. "Okay." She said doing as he asked, and she closed her eyes. "Are your eyes closed?" He questioned. "Yes... on with it for fvck sake." She said smiling. "Now, take in a slow deep breath, hold it in for a moment and then exhale slowly. Then I want you to vision me." He instructed. "What? Vision you?" She asked. "Yes, just do it fvck." He said shaking his head. "Alright." She whispered and did as he said. Ian closed his eyes as well and it wasn't hard for him to vision her immediately. "Veronica." He said softly. "Don't open your eyes, 'cause I'm right here." He said slowly moving his hand beneath his blanket. "The things I want to do to your beautiful body. Those lips, that tongue. Your gorgeous breasts, my lips, and tongue tasting them." He said stopping for a second. Veronica laid still, listening closely to his voice as it turned to velvet. She began to feel the heat all over as she could see just what he was describing.

"Yes..." She said barely audible, and he smiled hearing it. "Veronica touch your perfect body for me?" He asked and she did without hesitating, lightly cupping her breasts before caressing her own stomach with her fingers. "Ian..." She said gently. "Do the same for me?" She asked and he side smirked. He already had his grip around his erection. "Oh, I am baby girl." He said beginning to stroke. Veronica snagged her bottom lip with her teeth and pictured him, working his meat and her heart began to race. Her right hand moved down and she bent her knees, bringing up her legs, spreading her thighs slightly as she reached between them. "Are you wet Veronica? Slick, pink, and swelling. Just waiting for me to fvck you senseless." He asked, stroking his throbbing rod steadily. "Mm, it is so damn wet, Ian." She said seductively as she moved her issued panties to the side and slid her middle finger up and down against her slippery slit.

"Yeah, I know it is. Perfect all the way around you are." He said, his voice cracking as his breath quickened. Veronica began rubbing herself and moaning softly as she could hear him grunting. The sound turned her on and she started her own finger play. "Ian..." She huffed out as she began to get closer to eruption. Ian couldn't even talk anymore, he was too busy jerking his hard-on while listening to Veronica moan, visioning himself pounding her against a wall. He was getting louder and louder, this only pushed Veronica further and further. After a few minutes, she tensed up and moaned out extremely loud as an orgasm rocked her mind and body; --several long months of nothing. After it subsided and she became silent, she couldn't hear him anymore. Breathing heavily and fast, she opened her eyes and blinked. Smirking, not believing she had just done that with him, a stranger basically.

"Ian?" She called and he had already busted his nut and was half asleep. "Yes, Veronica. I told you." He said grinning with his eyes closed. "Sweet dreams beautiful. Breakfast comes early." He said and she just laughed and curled up against the wall. "Night Ian." She purred and closed her eyes for sleep.