Distorted (Alabaster Penitentiary Book 1) by Nyla K

Author:Nyla K [K, Nyla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Alabaster Penitentiary: Volume 1
Publisher: Nyla K.
Published: 2021-03-17T16:00:00+00:00

I usually work the overnight shift.

Most guards will alternate working night shifts. For example, we’ll do half the week overnight then the other half day. Or sometimes we’ll do a full week of night shifts then a full week of day.

Joy does the schedule and she’s pretty lenient. She lets us pick what we want as long as it all comes together with enough coverage.

After the first time Dash came to solitary, I volunteered to work as many night shifts as I could. Then I started pulling more doubles. At this point, I haven’t been home in days.

I don’t mind it, though. I like being here when he’s here. I like watching him, even when he thinks I’m staying away. The distance is good for us, and I get that.

But still… When I’m away from him, there’s a physical absence I feel in my body, and my mind, like an electrical draw. A shortage. I feel like something is missing when I can’t see his perfect face; watch him do his push-ups until his arms shake or listen to him singing that goddamn song over and over because he thinks nobody’s listening.

He fascinates me, and sure, I realize it’s not healthy to want someone this bad. But I’ve done a lot of things that aren’t healthy for me over the years. Compared to all that stuff, obsessing over the kid doesn’t seem too bad.

I let Dash sleep in my arms for hours while I stayed awake, watching him to make sure he didn’t have a nightmare. When I felt secure in his peaceful slumber, I went upstairs and found his sneakers.

I fully intend on buying him a new pair, but there isn’t exactly an outlet on Alabaster Isle, and it takes Amazon weeks to deliver here. We go off island once a month as a group, but that won’t be for another two weeks. He needs shoes ASAP, and he won’t fit in my size thirteens. He’s an eleven.

While I was up there, I got him some new clothes, since his socks and shirt were missing, and I used his only pants to clean up our sexy mess.

Unfortunately, the pickins were slim as far as wardrobe goes, being that he’s still an inmate and needs to wear the gray jumpsuit like everyone else. But I got him a smaller size of pants, so he won’t have to pull that drawstring all the way to tie them around his slim waist. And I grabbed him one of my hoodies from my locker. It gets damn cold down here, and the last thing I want is him getting sick.

I’ve seen it happen before… And I won’t have a repeat of that bullshit. Not on my watch, and not with my Luscious. I never left my toys out in the rain as a kid, and I won’t start doing it now.

I claimed him last night. I took something from him that I’m fully confident he would have given me willingly, eventually, if I’d had enough patience to wait.

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