Chapter 4
Chapter Four
Sitting in her cold, dark cell, Lana waited and smoked cigarette after cigarette. It had been hours since she'd slipped out of Mary Eunice's room. The nun had promised she would come to Lana as soon as she could.. she wouldnt go back on her word..... would she? Probably not. Unless, of course something was wrong.
shit. what if something's happened? what if we've been found out? what if jude is caning her this very minute?
fuck. mother fuck.
With this fresh horror in her mind, she continued her chain smoking, stopping occasionally to worry her lower lip.
Another hour had passed when she heard footsteps outside her cell. The door creaked.
"Miss Winters?"
ohmygod, it's her. she came.
The brunette leapt to her feet.
"Mary, oh thank God."
In the blink of an eye, she was standing with her arms tightly wrapped around the blonde, deeply inhaling her neck. Mary Eunice gave a low chuckle, melting into the warmth of the woman's embrace. Lana, on the other hand, grew suddenly self-conscious and released her hold on the nun. She muttered a quick apology and cast her eyes to the ground.
"Did you miss me, Lana Banana?" Mary whispered smiling brightly. "Come here." She grabbed the inmate's hand and pulled her in close, planting a firm kiss on her lips.
"Yes," came the breathless reply. "What took you so long?"
The sister shook her head. "Nothing you need to worry about."
The brunette arched a delicate brow.
"Lana, please don't ask me."
"Ok. I'm just happy you came," Lana said, flashing a brilliant smile. "We have unfinished business." With that, she took Mary Eunice's face in her hands and kissed her soundly.
Heartbeat thumping in her ears, Mary buried her hands in Lana's dark hair, sucking that lush bottom lip in between her teeth and biting down. This last produced a sexy gasp from her lover and suddenly Mary Eunice's pretty blonde head was swimming with raw lust.
"Oh Lana," she moaned softly against full lips. "God, I want you."
"Get naked."
"We can't, not here. Jude will be asleep soon, we can go to my room," Mary whispered.
"I can't wait that long," was Lana's breathy response, black eyes staring hungrily into that angelic face while stripping buck naked.
A strangled sob ripped from Mary's throat.
sweet jesus.
"I want to lick every inch of you," she whispered, almost reverently.
Lana giggled, and suddenly she was her old cocky self, dripping with arrogant sex appeal as she popped her hip out to the side and twirled a strand of chestnut hair around her finger.
"Your move," she purred.
Mary Eunice closed the space between them, pushing Lana onto the thin mattress, sucking on the brunette's long, elegant neck like her very life depended on it. Then, just as Lana was starting to pant, the blonde stopped as abruptly as she started, dismounted, and walked to the door.
"Not here," she reiterated, smirking at Lana's whining protest. "Stay put and hold that thought, I'll be right back."
The feisty brunette slumped back against the wall, somehow managing to pout, glare, and look adorable all at once. Mary stifled laugh and opened the cell door, disappearing into the dark corridor.
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Mary Eunice scurried upstairs to her room. She triple checked that it was perfectly clean and tidy (as if it was ever anything less). She fluffed her pillows nervously, then stood in the middle of the room, tapping her foot. She started for the door, then checked herself, turning back to light a few candles. Surveying her room, she nodded once.
this will have to do.
With that, the rogue nun slipped out of her quarters and crept down the hall in silence. Approaching Sister Jude's room, she held her breath. No light shone from under the door.
where are you, judy? sleeping? or roaming the halls?
Mary Eunice pressed her ear to the door, straining to make out any sounds on the other side. there you are. The sounds of gentle snoring and mumbling in her sleep were reassurance that Sister Jude was out cold for the night. Mary exhaled the breath she'd been holding, and stole back to Lana's room.
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Lana sighed and pressed the heels of her hands into her eyes.
i'm getting old waiting on this bitch. good thing she's gorgeous.
Patience was not one of her virtues on a good day, but right now, with Hellfire burning in her belly, she was fit to climb the walls. She had put her clothes back on as soon as Mary left, once again acutely aware of where she was. Cold, lonely, horny as hell, and positively dying of impatience, she chewed compulsively on her thumb nail.
In reality, though it felt like hours, barely ten minutes had passed when her sweet nun reappeared, flushed and breathing hard from running through the asylum, and in heels, no less.
"Coast is clear," she whispered between pants. She grabbed Lana's small hand in her bigger one. "Let's go."
Without a moment's hesitation, Lana followed her out of the dank cell and into their personal Garden of Earthly Delights.