Isaacgrinsat me when I swear at him. “What’s wrong?” he teases, pulling my chin upward with his grip on my hair so that I’m forced to look at him again. “I thought you liked this?”
“I…I do but…” I frown at him, knowing he isn’t anywhere near this oblivious. “C’mon, Isaac.”
“C’mon…what?” He raises a brow, looking like he’s really interested in the answer and not just bullshitting. “What do you need, Ari?”
“Youknow,” I accuse, wiggling my hips in protest.
“I’m pretty sure I don’t.” He relaxes his grip once more. “But you’re ruining the movie.Shush.”
It’s impossible to shush when, a few seconds later, all three of his fingers are in me once more, and his thumb is back on my clit. My breathing picks up, and I can’t help the soft noises that fall from my lips as he fucks me. I certainly can’t help the way his name escapes in breathy sighs, either.
And his name seems to encourage him. Isaac picks up the pace, fingers twisting and scissoring inside me until my thighs tremble.
“Are you close?” he purrs, all his attention on me once more.
I nod, teeth grit together, and rock my hips into his hand.
Until he promptlystops. Again.
This time I growl and move my hands, intent on finishing myself off, only for him to grab both of my wrists in his hands and pin me against the sofa cushions so that I’m spread out on his lap and unable to move much of anything.
“Don’t even consider it. Not forone moment,” Isaac warns in a dangerously soft tone. “You think I’deverlet you touch yourself when I’m the one doing it? Nah. And if youevertry that again, I’ll make sure to have a pair of handcuffs with me next time. Better to be safe than sorry, you know?” His grin widens, though there’s nothing friendly there. Not this time. “You’re going to stay there, and I’m going to fuck you on my fingers. If you’re really good, and I think you really deserve it, I’ll let you come. But if you try to pull away or do it yourself?” He shakes his head. “Then I’ll tie you up until you’re too cooled off to get anywhere without me. Got it?”
“I have atleastthree vibrators in this apartment,” I warn. “If you leave me here without letting me come, I have options.”
“Sure you do,” Isaac agrees. “But that is the fastest way to getting punished that I’ve ever heard. Unless…that’s what you want?” He takes his hands away from my wrists but makes it clear with one quick push that I’m not to move them. His fingers go back to my hair, and he tangles them there once again. “I wouldn’t judge you if you do. And I wouldn’t say no. But just so you’reaware, when I say that you’ll be getting punished, I mean that I’ll confiscate all your toys, first of all. Not that I’m mean or anything. And I don’t want you to think that. So while I have you over my lap and I’m making sure your ass never forgets the lesson, I’ll have your toys filling you up. Both of your holes. Is that what you want?”
It doesn’t seem to be a rhetorical question. Not with how he waits for an answer, his fingers driving into me once more. “Do youwantme to put you over my lap and spank you while your holes are being stretched by your own toys? You want to come that badly?”
I kind of really do.
“I…” I don’t know how to answer when my mind is so focused on the pleasure instead of thethreat. A threat that sounds a lot like a promise right now.
His eyes brighten, and his lips part as he grins. “Fuck, Ari,” he breathes. “You were supposed to sayno. Not look at me like you’re begging for it.” His hand in my hair tightens so that I can’t move. I can only look up at him. “There are so many things I want to do to you,” he promises, and he shows no signs of stopping this time, so I beg and plead for him to keep going.
“And the worst part? You’ll let me, won’t you? God, princess. You’ll fucking let meruin you.”He chuckles ruefully at his own words. “If I’d known you were so perfect before this, I never would’ve waited for so long. You should’ve been mine–ours–a long time ago. Do you want to come, princess?”
“Of course I do,” I breathe, unable to stop myself from squirming on his lap.
“I want to see you, too,” he admits, and when he twists his fingers and applies more pressure with his thumb, it’s obvious that he’s chasing my orgasm just as hard as I’m begging for it. “Come for me, with my fingers in you. Let me hear how much you love it.”
In seconds I’m coming, my knees curling almost to my chest as he continues to finger fuck me through my orgasm. I gasp, then bite my liphardas the feeling of it rushes through me and causes my thighs to shake.
When my mouth opens so I can breathe, I find that suddenly Isaac’s fingers are on my lips and in my mouth, pressing against my tongue.
“Clean my fingers off,” he tells me, hand loosening in my hair once more. “And do a good job for me, Ari. Use your fuckingtongue.” He continues his encouragement as I do so, my eyes never leaving his as I lick his fingers clean of my own release.
It’s hotter than it should be. Much hotter.
“You’re so fucking perfect,” he tells me, pulling me up to sit against him so he can kiss me long and deep like he’s trying to taste every bit of me. “And you taste amazing.”
“You sound like a cannibal,” I whisper, unable to help myself.
With a smirk he nips at my bottom lip, growling softly as his eyes glitter. “If I am, then you’re in trouble,” Isaac warns. “Because I can’t get enough of you, and I’m not willing to let you go.”
My eyes open as Isaac’s phone rings, and when I look up, I find that he’s still staring at me instead of the movie. Not that I’d been watching it either, but my eyes had been closed. I wasn’t staring at him.
Not much, anyway.