Authors: Crystal Perkins
“I don’t want you
to be with me if it’s not what you want.”
“I’ve never wanted
something as much as I want to be with you. Please don’t ever
forget that. I love you, Isa. More than I thought I could love
another person. I should be walking away from you, but I’m too
selfish for that.”
“I love you, too. And
if wanting you is selfish, then for the first time in my life, that’s
what I plan to be.”
I kiss her. I can’t
not kiss her after she says something like that. She kisses me back,
and we both pour everything we are into it. Into each other. I’ve
never kissed another woman like this, because there’s never been
anyone like this for me before. And there never will be after her.
She’s it for me, and that means I’m going to die alone one day.
Because God knows, I’m not going to be with her.
I put those thoughts
out of my mind as she starts walking backwards, our mouths still
having their play date. I hold her hands as she leads me down the
hall. We stop kissing before the lobby, but I keep possession of one
of her hands. We smile and nod until the elevator doors close, and
then the bases are loaded.
Her legs are wrapped
around me as I suck on her nipple through the fabric of her dress and
bra, and thrust my pelvis into hers. Her hands are pulling at my hair
as she squeezes me closer. I never realized that dry humping in an
elevator could be so hot. Belatedly, I think of the cameras that must
be in here, and pull back.
“Cameras?”
“Yes. But Ain—my
friend—will erase the tapes. I need your mouth.”
We reach her floor just
as I give her what she asked for. I’m the one walking backwards
now, carrying her in my arms as she starts kissing and biting me on
every exposed piece of flesh she can find. I gently pry her off my
neck to remind her that it’s not turtleneck season and there’s
school tomorrow.
“But I want to mark
you as mine. I want Grace to see that she can’t have you.”
“I’m all yours,
babe. And Grace was never even a consideration. Now let me get you
upstairs,” I tell her as I push her door open.
“No. Not there. I
want it…”
“Where? Where do you
want me to make love to you?”
She doesn’t answer at
first, but I see her eyes dart to the side. Ah, she wants it there.
We haven’t done that since the first time. When it was horrible for
her, and heart wrenching for me. I can totally work with that. But I
want to hear it from her.
“Tell me, Isa.
Command
me.”
Her eyes widen, while
her mouth forms an O. I hold her gaze as her eyes search mine. For
tonight, she’s in charge, and I need her to know that. A smirk
forms on her lips.
“I want it against
the bookcase, Mase.”
“What do you want?
Name it and it’s yours,” I tell her as I carry her over there and
set her down with her back to her beloved books.
“Take of your
clothes,” she tells me biting her lip. “And…and then mine.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
She starts laughing as
I pull my t-shirt over my head and toe off my sports sandals. “Don’t
call me that. This is
so
not that kind of thing.”
“It could be. I’d
totally submit for a night.”
“Duly noted.”
I’ve got my shorts
and briefs pushed past my hips now. I watch her as she’s watching
me, licking her lips without realizing it. “You like what I’m
showing you?”
“I love. I want.”
“Your clothes are
still on.”
“Hurry up, then. I
mean, geez. What kind of submissive are you?”
God, she’s adorable.
And sexy. “You said we weren’t playing like that,” I remind
her.
“Well not after you
get our clothes off, but until then, I was expecting some level of
urgency.”
“I’m worth the
wait,” I say as I run my hands up her thighs, taking her dress with
me.
“Oh, I know. Which is
why I’m so impatient.”
I’ve got it over her
hips now, exposing plain boy shorts. She didn’t wear her sexy stuff
for the old guy which makes me very, very happy. “Good things come
to those who wait.”
“Amazing things
come
for guys who take a girl hard against a bookcase.”
I chuckle as I pull the
dress over her head. I dip my head and take her bra strap in my
mouth, grazing her with my teeth as I pull it down. I start to move
to the other one, when she groans. And not in a “this is amazing,
do more” way. “Mason.”
“Jake,” I tell her
without thinking.
“What?”
Shit. I stop what I’m
doing and put my mouth to her ear, hoping to get this out in the
right way. “My good friends call me Jake. I’ve never really liked
the name Mason.” For reasons I can’t tell her.
“Okay. Please stop
torturing me,
Jake
,
and put your mouth on me.”
“Where?” I ask as I
drop her bra to the floor.
“Anywhere.
Everywhere.”
I nuzzle my nose
between her breasts and start kissing and licking back and forth,
from one to another. While I do that, I slide my hands down her
stomach to hold her hips. I let my thumbs rub her skin beneath her
panties, but I don’t try and take them off. It’s not time yet.
She has other ideas.
“No,” I tell her
with one of her nipples in my mouth.
She tried to take those
little shorts off herself, and that’s just not happening. I was
given an order and I fully intend to follow it. Once I’m ready.
“I thought I was in
charge.”
“Oh, you are. I
promise.”
I start kissing below
those perfect handfuls, and get to her ribs before she halts my
progress by pushing me away from her and crossing her arms. I hold
back my laugh as she looks at me with one eyebrow lifted.
“If I was truly in
control here, books would be shaking on the shelves behind me. You
haven’t even taken my underwear off.”
I have to tell her the
truth because this is one thing I can’t lie to her about. “I
wanted to cherish you, Isa. I want you to know how much you mean to
me. But if you want me to rip your panties off, and fuck you against
this bookcase, I can do that too.”
Her eyes get wet, which
is not what’s supposed to be happening. At all. Shit. I really do
suck at this love stuff. I’m trying to figure out how to fix this
when she puts all my fears to rest.
“Thank you. I want to
be cherished. And also fucked hard against my books. But cherishing
first would be wonderful.”
I kiss her softly, my
heart feeling lighter as I push everything except for us and this
moment aside. I drop to my knees and kiss my way across her stomach
from one side to the other. I swirl my tongue around her belly
button, nibble on each hip. After her panties are off, she spreads
her legs wider for me.
I’m understanding why
she wanted to mark me earlier. I want to claim her as mine, even if I
can’t do it publicly. I start to sink my teeth into her inside
thigh, but look up at her as she grips my hair tight.
“Yes,” she tells
me.
I bite hard as she
moans. I know she liked it because liquid drips down to my cheek as
I’m soothing her with little licks. I turn my head and lick up the
rest of her thigh to where I really want to be.
I take my time there,
licking, sucking, and biting her through two explosive orgasms. I’m
harder than I can ever remember being in my life as I get to my feet
and take her mouth again. Her hands go to my ass to pull me close,
and I almost come all over her stomach.
“Still want it hard?”
I ask because I know I left her a little shaky already. She nods.
“Good. Because I really want to fuck you right now.”
I reach down to grab a
condom from my shorts, but she stops me. “You know I’m clean. If
you are, I trust you. I’m on birth control.”
Oh hell yeah. I’ve
only been bare with a handful of women in my 29 years, but I know how
good it feels. Being with Isa like that may kill me. But I’m more
than ready to die for her.
I straighten, pick her
up and make sure her legs are wrapped tightly around me. Once I’m
lined up, I grab her hands and link our fingers above her head. Only
then do I slam into her, and nearly come immediately with how good it
feels.
“Holy fuck. I knew it
would be amazing, but this…you…if I move, I’m going to come.”
“So move. I’ve
already come twice, in case you forgot.”
“I never forget
having my mouth on you. You’re sure?”
“Yes, Jake. I’m
sure.”
That—hearing my name
on her lips while I’m buried balls deep inside of her—that’s
what makes me move. I’m powering into her within seconds, feeling
that tingling down my spine that tells me I’m close. Isa beats me
to it as she comes for a third time, screaming out the name I told
her to call me. I’m right behind her, spilling everything I have
into her as a few books fall off the shelves.
“Oh God, Isa. I
didn’t know you were so close.”
“I didn’t either,”
she says and we both burst out laughing.
We clean up, and make
some omelets together. I make slow love to her before we fall asleep
in her bed hours later. My life is perfect. A perfect lie, that is.
I’m running out of time, and God help us all when that clock
strikes twelve, because this is no fairy tale and I’m definitely no
prince.
Isa
Ellie joins us a few
days later with no fanfare, and no initiation. She told Kurt her
mouth wasn’t coming anywhere near his “little penis” unless he
paid up. He said he didn’t pay for it, and she told him she didn’t
give it up to high school guys for free. She told me he turned red,
but he knows she’ll bring in good money, so he agreed. I see her
talking to Grace near my locker and have to hide a smile as I walk up
to them after school.
“Hi, I’m Isabelle.”
“Oh yeah, I almost
forgot to tell you about the braniac. I guess the librarian look does
it for some guys.”
“Me, too.” Ellie
says as she reaches out to twist one of my loose curls around her
finger. “I’d totally do you, Isabelle.”
“Um…thanks,” I
say, holding back my laughter.
“Girl on girl. I
could totally sell that,” Kurt tells us as he places his arms
around me and Ellie.
“I could do it,
Kurt.”
“No, Grace. These two
would be perfect. And I know just the client. He signed on yesterday,
and I can already tell he’d be up for anything. Be ready for my
text, ladies,” he says before heading down the hall and out the
doors.
“He’s only giving
you attention because you’re new. I’m his favorite. I always will
be.”
I’m horrified as I
realize that Grace needs that attention. That’s why she’s doing
this. Dammit. She needs to see her worth, and she’s not going to do
that while she’s on her back. Or her knees. “We need to get her
help after this is over,” I tell Ellie after Grace is gone and the
hall is empty.
“Yeah. We definitely
do.”
“Thanks for
saying…you know.”
“Why are you thanking
me? I
would
totally
do you if I was into girls. You’re hot, my friend.”
“Sure.”
“Um, hello, who’s
got the sexy teacher practically ripping her clothes off in the
elevator?”
“What? Ainsley said
she’d erase the tapes.”
“She did,” Ellie
tells me with a wide grin. “But you just confirmed my suspicions.
And won me twenty bucks from Jade.”
“You two are
ridiculous.”
“Yeah, yeah. You know
you love us.”
“I do.”
Both of our phones buzz
right then. “Really?” Ellie asks.
“I guess ‘girl on
girl’ is what the client ordered.”
“Lucky us.”
We decide to take our
own cars to the hotel so Kurt doesn’t get suspicious. He told us to
just come as we are, because the guy told him he could care less
about what we wear—as long as we take it off fast. Ellie’s not
nervous about us having to do this, but I am. I’ve never been with
a girl before. And while I’d rather it be with someone I know, I’d
prefer for it to never happen.
This is a different
hotel than last time, and the directions have changed as well. After
valeting, we walk in together, nod at Kurt, who joins us in the
elevator. We ride up and down a little until we’re finally alone in
there. He takes out a key card and gives it to me.
“This guy’s well
known in some circles. He can bring me a ton of business, so make
sure he’s more than happy when you leave. He said he wanted just
the show, but if he asks for something else, just give it to him.
Anything
.”
“You don’t know
what he likes?” I ask, confused. Kurt told me he keeps detailed
files on his clients.
“He just signed on,
so no.”
“How do you know this
is safe?” Ellie asks, knowing full well that the two of us could
handle pretty much anything.
“He’s probably not.
But like I said, he could bring in a lot of money. And one of you
should be able to get away if he tries something. Call me and not 911
if that happens, though.”
He’s completely
serious. Kurt’s willing to send us into a situation that could get
at least one of us hurt in order to get more business. Has he done
that to Max? Or Grace? We need to get this takedown done soon. I know
we want the bigger boss, but I don’t want any of us to get hurt.
Ellie and I don’t
look at each other as we exit the elevator. We make our way slowly
until we hear the doors close behind us. We stop and look back, just
to make sure Kurt didn’t get off to follow us.
“What the fuck, Isa?”
“I know.”
“If whoever’s in
there tries anything, I’m taking him the fuck down. We can get Kurt
and his boss some other way. I’m not doing some kinky shit.”
“Um, hello, we’re
about to have girl sex.”
“Well, yeah, but I
was ready for that.”