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Isaac sucks in a sharp breath as he slides his hand up to cup my jaw in a move that is so achingly tender, I can’t help but melt into his touch. Leaning forward, I expect him to kiss me but what he does instead has my eyes closing and my body trembling.
His forehead presses against mine and for a few moments, we just sit there, with our eyes closed, sharing air. When he finally speaks, it’s a choked whisper, full of more emotion than I thought him capable of.
“You were right, about all of it. I cannot speak for them, but about me, you were right. I’ve thought about you every single day since that night. It’s not—” he sighs, heaving out a shaky breath. I reach up and cover his hand with my own, giving him silent support to continue. “It’s not easy for me, Princess. Feelings, talking about shit. And whatever this is between us, it won’t be easy either. You need to understand that now, Violet. We are not easy men, and our life is as destructive as it is invigorating. So, you need to make a choice because once we let you in…”
This time, I interject, wanting to soothe him, to remind him he’s not the only one with something to lose. “It will be Hell to let me out.” I feel him nod against me, but continue to keep my eyes closed, finding it easier, to be honest. “This isn’t easy for me either, Zac, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t scared but clearly, I’m lacking in self-preservation skills.”
My joke works in making him huff out a laugh. He pulls away but presses a lingering kiss to my forehead that somehow means just as much as Renz’s punishing claim this morning and Eli’s sensual kiss yesterday.
When he finally regains his seat, I open my eyes, only to find the SUV parked along the sidewalk in front of a busy shopping center. My brows furrow as I take in our surroundings.
“Why are we here?” I ask as I glance over at Isaac. The smile on his face is equal parts sexy as it is mischievous.
“It seems Eli is in need of a little punishing after his careless mistakes yesterday and we need supplies.” I don’t miss the innuendo in between his words, and they have me nearly choking on my tongue.
“Punishment?” I say in a strangled voice.
Zac chuckles, but the raw sound of it is so full of lust that it feels like a physical caress.
“Do you want to play, Princess?”
Fuck. Yes.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Thismorning,Iwokeup with a headache radiating from the minor injury I received last night, and a silent, but hot as fuck demand from Isaac.
No note, no text, no words. Just a silent and clear request to play. And now, hours later, I’m a horny mess of need and excited anticipation.
Waking up with a butt plug and bottle of lube sitting on the pillow Zac had spent the entire night on, instantly shot a hot burst of lust straight to my cock. After eagerly working the plug in, I left my room to hunt Zac down only to discover both he and Violet missing from the penthouse.
I have no idea where they went or if they even left together and it’s not for a lack of trying. Neither of them has answered their phones all afternoon so I’ve done everything I can to keep my mind occupied. Including, but not limited to; cleaning the already clean penthouse, ordering groceries for delivery with the intention of cooking Violet dinner, and showering in preparation for whatever Zac has planned.
All of which I’ve had to do with a plug up my ass, rubbing my prostate with every single step.
At one point this morning, I even had to sit in on a call with Renz that lasted thirty minutes too long. Suffice it to say, I am achingly,painfullyhard. I almost jacked off in the shower and only held off with the knowledge that Zac will punish me if he even has an inclination that I’d touched myself. I’ve learned in the last few months that he’s a fan of delayed gratification and though it’s a bitch to stick to, I’ll admit that it is worth it.
The ding of the elevator has me practically sprinting from my room and to the foyer, not giving a shit that I’m still fresh from my shower and wearing only a towel. However, I come to a screeching halt as I take in the sight before me.
Isaac and Violet.
WANNABE-WHY MONA
My best friend, my lover, the owner of half of my heart, and the girl who has no idea that she holds the other half in her tiny, perfect palm.
They stumble out of the elevator, a mess of teeth and hands as they fumble through the entryway, lips, and bodies locked in an endless loop. They’re so wrapped up in each other that they don’t even notice me standing there, with my jaw on the floor and my hand on my cock.
A myriad of emotions flit through me one after another, making me dizzy and disoriented. As I watch them, I take a second to sort through how I feel. A small tendril of jealousy flows through me, but surprisingly, I find it has nothing to do with them blatantly making out in front of me and everything to with the fact that they spent the afternoon together, without me.
The only thing I want more than to devour them both whole is to simply just exist with them together and happy.
The second primary emotion I feel is curiosity. Where were they? What were they doing? What does this mean? I push down the surge of hope that blossoms at the thought of them, together like this. At the thought of the three of us together.
What about Renz?
Beneath that; excitement, nervousness, possessiveness, and happiness all swirl around, creating an almost euphoric cocktail. But above all else, I feellust. Pure, unadulterated, bring me to my knees, lust.
By the time the pair finally separate, I’m on the verge of exploding. Violet has a hazy, drunk look about her as she stares up at Isaac and my heart soars. She’s looking at him like he means something to her. Like he’s more than just a fuck. She’s looking at him the same way she looked at me.
