Page 30 of Desire
Tossing my shirt away, he covers my body with his. “It’s just you and me right now. I made sure they won’t check your room, too. Will you stay with me tonight?”
Eyes widening, I nod. I don’t want to sneak out afterwards in a classic walk of shame. “I can leave super early so no one sees me,” I offer.
Isaac’s eyes darken, and his lips steal my breath as he kisses me. “Little Hacker, you’re under my damn skin. Fuck, I need to make sure you have clothes and shit for tomorrow…”
Shoving his hand into his pocket, he pulls out his phone.
“Who are you calling?” I hiss, as he clicks on a contact.
“Grayson?” Isaac says as the line connects. My lips part in horror, because I can’t believe he’s calling the fucking Warden right now. “Will you bring me an extra toothbrush, hair brush, and uniform for Silla please? She’s not spending the night in her room tonight…”
“You’re being a shithead,” I inform him, even as my lips curl in amusement. Grayson hurt my feelings, and I can see Isaac is putting the big man on notice. Muting the phone, I can still hear the Warden muttering obscenities as Isaac kisses me.
“I need to taste you, and make you come a few times before we do anything else. I don’t want to hurt you,” he tells me, ignoring the Warden as well.
“What about him?” I ask as he tugs my bra off.
“Grayson can listen, knowing he can’t touch you, because he fucked up. That’s how I teach lessons that last,” Isaac chuckles, dragging his tongue along my pink nipples.
Head dropping back, my shuddering breath makes my voice sound raspy. “I can get on board with that,” I agree.
Isaac kisses and tweaks my nipples until I’m writhing for him. “So responsive, Baby. You’re going to look so pretty when you come for me,” he groans, making me hiss as he grazes his teeth along my hip bones.
“Can I take these off?” Isaac asks with a playful grin, his long fingers already tangling in the waistband.
“Isaac… I’m going to hang up,” Grayson threatens, and I raise my head to see that the phone is unmuted.
A part of me feels evil, and I giggle. I didn’t want an audience when I lost my virginity, but I’m starting to change my mind. There’s something oddly arousing about Grayson only being able to hear us, but not see or touch.
“Next time don’t be an ass, Warden,” I taunt, my cheeks unused to smiling for so long.
“Careful, Baby. He’ll threaten to spank you,” Isaac warns, and I clench my thighs because I’m unsure if I want that or not.
Smirking, Isaac pulls my bottoms down, and the look he gives me when I’m bare makes me whimper. I may combust from the amount of heat in his gray eyes.
“What are you doing to her, Isaac?” Grayson asks in a low voice that makes my core clench.
“Please,” I whisper.
“Fuck, I love it when you beg. Can’t I watch?” Grayson groans.
Isaac runs his knuckle through my folds, and I’m sure my thighs are showing evidence of my wetness.
“She’s so wet,” Isaac growls, ignoring the question. “What would you do to her if you hadn’t been a prick, Gray?”
I pick up on the nickname, but can’t ask about it because he drags his tongue over my pussy to taste me. Whimpering, I fist the sheets.
“Grab my hair and fuck my face, Silla. You take what you want, hear me?” Issac demands, grabbing handfuls of my ass to bring me flush with his mouth.
Crying out, I do as he asks.
“Silla, are you riding my best friend’s face?” Grayson growls. “Dripping as he does his best to lap at your cream?”
Shuddering, every word makes me hotter, my breaths coming out in gasps through the rolling pleasure.
“Mmmm. She’s fucking delicious,” Isaac groans, his lips and tongue continuing to work along my clit. It should be weird to have them talking to each other as Issac eats me out, but it isn’t.
Isaac pushes a finger inside of me, and I hiss, because while I’ve masturbated, I’ve always concentrated on my clit. This is very new territory.