Defiance (New Adult Romance) (Isaac & Maya) (21 page)

“Yay!” she squeals, making my disappointment evaporate.

With a quick round of excited kisses, Maya climbs off me and runs over to her computer desk. It’s a lot more fun to play now that we can sit across from each other. We tried actually sitting next to each other, but we die a lot more frequently once I start groping her and we end up making out. My hands, my tongue, and my dick might like it better that way, but my eyes definitely prefer this. She is incredibly gorgeous when she concentrates. I love looking up to see that determination on her face.

Her brother is already logged on, which makes it even more satisfying for her. Maya probably loves Garrett as much as she loves me. At first the thought made me jealous, but I can’t blame her. I like that they’re so close, which is impressive considering they’ve been separated for basically their entire lives. I don’t want her to lose him. That would be the worst part about running away from this shit storm, even worse than school. She can take math with her.

To my surprise, Garret messages me personally, not in group chat. I glance up at Maya, who seems to be oblivious.

I know you broke up a few months ago, but you’re my sister’s boyfriend again now, right?

Fuck. How the hell do I handle this?
We weren’t broken up, I just wasn’t around that much.

Is Maya okay?

She’s good.

Are you sure?

Yeah. I’m sitting right across from her. She’s fine.

Do you live together now?

Sort of.

You know her ex boyfriend is a fucking psychopath rapist, right?

My throat twists. Shit.
Yes, I do. She’s alright Garrett. He’s not around anymore.

“What are you typing over there, Isaac?”

Think fast. “I’m just trolling some sexist asshole in trade chat,” I answer.

“I told you to just hide that whole channel like I do. Don’t let them get to you.”

“I won’t.”

There’s no fucking way in hell she’s alright,
Garrett whispers me.

What makes you say that?

Because he sent me some fucked up pictures. Awful disgusting pictures of him doing messed up shit to my sister while she was crying. He keeps sending them. I don’t know what to do.

What a fucking asshole! I shouldn’t be surprised, but that is pretty low, even for Luke.
Don’t tell her.

I told Piper instead and she said her Dad knows and he was handling it. I don’t want to embarrass Maya. They’re old pictures, right?

Yeah, they’re old. Maya is safe.

When are they going to arrest that shithead?
Garrett asks.

Don’t freak out, but they’re not.

What!!!

It’s extremely complicated.

Fuck this. I’m telling my grandparents and they’ll make sure someone does something about it.

Do NOT do that!

He has to pay for that shit.

He will, they just have to wait because of another investigation. Seriously, Garrett, let them handle this.

Do you have a sister?

No.

Then you don’t know what it’s like.

“Isaac, don’t let yourself get upset over some fourteen year old prick on the Internet. You’re just egging him on.”

“I’m not. Now somebody’s asking about where to quest if you’re level 45 and I’m arguing about that.”

I know what it’s like,
I tell him.
I love your sister.

“Badlands
,” Maya laughs. “Everybody knows that.”

“I know, right?” God I feel like such a jerk for lying to her.

Then do something about it,
Garret says.

Fuck. I know I shouldn’t tell him, but I can’t resist this primal urge to get recognition for protecting her from the second most important man in her life. And I don’t want him to keep worrying and do something stupid.
I did,
I message back.
He paid for it. I beat the living shit out of him.

Are you serious?

Yeah. You can’t tell anyone, I could go to fucking jail for it. I put him in the hospital, he was in the ICU for a while and he’ll probably never use his left hand. If we’re lucky, his dick won’t work very well ever again, either.

You better not be lying.

I’m not. It felt fantastic.

I wish I could have been there.

“Garrett, get in the frigging dungeon!” Maya demands through her microphone. “Everybody is waiting on you!”

We need to stop talking now or she’s going to figure it out.

I need to see my sister in person. I want to come up there, but she keeps making excuses.

She does?
Maya hasn’t mentioned anything.

Yes. I’m just going to show up over spring break, not that I know where to go because she won’t give me her new address.

I’ll figure out a way to bring it up. Don’t tell her you talked to me.

“Pay attention
Garrett! Or are you going to let the Hunter tank for us again this time?”

I don’t even know your real name.

It’s complicated.

Whatever. You better not be hurting her too.

I would never do that.
I lie. At least I hate myself afterward.

“Garrett!”

“Alright!” his voice booms through the speakers.

Thankfully Maya’s brother stops messaging me before she starts to suspect something. I insist that we stay up late to play, promising that I don’t really care if I can’t screw her tonight. I don’t. I can’t believe that fucker Luke sent her little brother those pictures. If Maya finds out, it will crush her. She’s doing so well, I’m not letting it all go to shit just so I don’t have to feel like the conniving liar that I am.

28

Maya

“I can’t help it, I do sort of look at your pussy as my pet,” Isaac says after we finish arguing about whether or not he’s allowed to inspect my crotch the morning after some particularly rough sex. He’s not, much to his dismay.

“Are you serious?”

“Yes. She’s always so excited to see me. I taught her a lot of tricks. I fucking love her even though I’ll never get her to behave. I feel responsible for her now. And I think she’s really cute.”

“Geez
, Isaac,” I laugh. “I love your dick too, but…”

“
He’s not your pet, he’s more like your servant.”

“I
thought it was supposed to be the other way around,” I murmur, dropping my chin. I think I’ll always worry if I’m really enough for him in that respect, not matter what he says.

“Hey.” Isaac lifts my face to his and kisses me. “You know that’s not how it works for us.”

“Well, you’re still not looking at your pet with a flashlight. She’s just fine.”

“Alright, we’ll compromise. No flashlight. Let me see you,” he demands, pulling my panties down to the bottom of my butt as I climb out of bed.

“Absolutely not.” I squirm away and run into the living room, laughing. “If Junior knew you had another pet, she’d be devastated.”

“AJ is a cat, she’ll get over it.”

“My vagina is not an animal, Isaac.”

“Oh, come on. We both know that isn’t true.” He chases me for a while, letting me run away even though he could easily catch me. It doesn’t take long until he’s tired of the game, wrapping his hands around my waist and spinning me to face him before his body crashes into mine. “I need to make sure you’re okay. Not want.
Need,
” he rasps into my ear, suckling down my neck as I shudder. I simply can’t refuse when he uses that voice and he knows it. One of the hands on the small of my back travels up my spine until it’s locked in my hair as the other rips my panties down to my knees. They fall to the floor as he pushes his tongue deep into my mouth. “Spread your legs and hold still.”

“That line is usually followed up by something a lot more fun,” I grumble, but I do what he says, blushing as he crawls between my knees in the harsh morning light.

“Give me time.” His fingers spread my lips and he breathes out a sigh of relief, kissing my inner thigh. “Okay, you were right. I must not have been as much of an asshole as I thought.”

“You’re never an asshole in bed, baby.”
I would know.

He pops up from between my legs, throwing his arms around me and pulling me close to his chest. “I’m sorry that I did that,” he says, covering my face with kisses. “I didn’t mean to embarrass you.”

“It’s okay. It wasn’t that bad,” I assure him. But his eyes are wide and timid as he kisses my fingertips thoroughly. “Hey. I can stay home today.”

“No, you can’t,” he says, shaking off the insecurity. “That special lecture is today.”

“Yeah, but—”

“No buts, Rookie. What do you want for breakfast?”

“Whatever you’re making me eat, I guess. I’m not hungry.”

“How about a shake?”

“The one for weightlifters with like a zillion calories?”

“Yep. Chocolate?”

“Okay,” I concede. They are pretty tasty, and they’re portable. Plus it’s worth it just to see the satisfied look on his beautiful face, especially since I’m about to disappoint him. “Um… Isaac do you care if I don’t come home until later tonight?”

To my surprise, his smile gets even bigger. “Of course not.”

“Even though tomorrow is Tuesday and we won’t see each other?”

“No. What do you want to do?”

“That mathematician is giving another lecture later on downtown. It’s like an art meets math thing with a couple other presenters. It sounds pretty cool. A lot of the other students are going and I want to go, too.”

“Really?” Why the hell is he so happy about this?

“Yeah.”

“Then go. You’ll have to bring
Lisa, though.”

“I like
Lisa. She’s low key. Nobody really notices her, she looks more like a driver than a body guard.”

“That’s the point.”

“You really don’t care?”

“Not at all. Have fun.”

“I wish I could bring you,” I murmur, unsure if I should say anything.

“Me too.” That giant grin start
s to drop away. “I still want you to go, but…” Isaac’s eyes grow darker as he stalks toward me. “Will that asshole Frank be there?”

“Yes.”

“And Sam?”

“Yeah, him too.”

“All day?” he asks, eyeing me up and down.

My heart starts to thump, along with my clit. “Yes, Isaac.”

“Are you coming home in between to change clothes?”

“Yeah, but you’ll be at work.”

“I know.” Heat radiates off his perfect body as it presses against mine. He guides my head back gently by my hair and licks my throat from my collarbone to my chin. “I want you to wear something nice. Very expensive. Along with the perfume I got you.”

“I wear that every day.”

“Well, wear extra tonight,” he whispers. I gasp as he pulls my t shirt over my head, leaving it on my arms so that they’re tangled together behind my back. “This morning, I want you to walk into class smelling like me,” he growls, groping my breast.

“Yes, Isaac.”

“I want you to leave your hair down, at least when you first walk in. And you’ll be wearing my t-shirt.” The hand in my hair tightens into a fist as the other slides down my stomach slowly, lingering on my groin but not touching my desire as I squirm in his grasp. “I want your cheeks flushed, looking like someone fucked you into oblivion twenty minutes before because that is exactly what is about to happen to you.”

I buck my hips forward, panting as his fingers finally land on my clit, but they stay still and don’t tease me. “Do you need to mark your territory, Isaac?”

“You’re fucking right I do.”

I yelp as he drags me down to the floor, leaving me on my back with my arms pinned behind me. I could free them, but he doesn’t want me to. His eyes are feral and fiery, looking down at me as he disrobes quickly. I have every square inch of his flesh memorized perfectly, but I’m enthralled every time I see it for real. I leave my knees together so he can push them apart, and he does, driving into me harshly without warning.

He silences me with a kiss as I cry out, wasting no time pushing himself in deeper as that strange liquid pours out of me. His thrusts are fast and greedy, his jaw squared as he looks down at me like I’m something delicious that he intends to devour. Isaac rarely gets off before I do, seldom fucks me so selfishly so soon, even when he’s rough. It’s so fucking hot, writhing beneath him as his hips slam into mine.

My spine arches as he pulls my head back, pinching my nipple harshly. His teeth nip at the other one until I let out an involuntary screech, my eyes widening. But he doesn’t stop.

“I want these sore all day so that you’ll remember who you’re coming home to,” he snarls, his breath heating my tender flesh.

“Yes, Isaac.”

I scream and moan as the torture continues until I can’t take it anymore. Light fills my vision and I explode, grunting like an animal and spreading my legs wider to receive the beast that lives in him. When it’s over I’m still on fire, ready for more.

Isaac lowers his body down on mine, pressing me into the floor. His hand cups my head and holds it against his shoulder. “Bite,” he orders. “Mark me back.”

I clamp down on my spot hard as he thrusts wildly, making him growl and grit his teeth. He likes me to bite him like this right before he comes so he can last a little longer and fuck a little harder from the pain. I squirt for him as his body pummels mine, savoring the taste of his skin beneath my tongue. He lets my hair go and reaches lower to grip my ass, kneading the flesh as he pulls my cheeks apart. My heart races as his fingers slide between them and circle that part of me that he’s almost ready to claim. The tip of one of them pokes inside and a I try to squirm, but I’m crushed beneath the weight of him, completely vulnerable when his finger pushes in deeper.

My lips pull away from his shoulder as I scream, my body shaking against his
helplessly as he grunts into my ear and comes with me. It lasts a long time for him and he’s smiling when it’s over, kissing me tenderly as I free my hands from the shirt binding them behind my back so I can hold him. But he isn’t guilty when we crawl off the floor, playfully smacking my ass as I hurry to get dressed so I won’t be late.

Wearing his t-shirt, my hair is down and my cheeks are flushed, reddening further as I scamper downstairs and climb into
Lisa’s car. There are bruises on the backs of my hands and my wrists from being crushed between the frenzy and the hardwood of the living room floor, so I wear a shirt with sleeves that are too long that evening. The weather is getting warm now, I don’t know what we’re going to do this summer, not that I’ll need to leave the house on days like this. It’s not the most expensive top, but it’s one of Isaac’s favorites and I make up for it by carrying the handbag that’s so extravagant it turns heads everywhere I go.

He isn’t happy about seeing the bruises when I get home, but he’s ridiculously happy to see me. It’s a snuggly, cuddly night, full of sweet talk and butterflies in my stomach. No one would see this sickeningly mushy couple and suspect a thing. It turns out you can have your cake and eat it too. It doesn’t get any better.