"What is it that you want from me? Huh?" He spat, raising his voice. There was a vein in his neck and he was turning red. I've never seen him this upset, I must've really hit a nerve.
His lips were tight but they were so juicy and kissable. "I want...
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Z A R I A H
I prayed and hoped to god that Jamie wouldn't test this man but he was a fool and fools do stupid things.
Jamie uses his hand to shove Isaiah in the face but to no avail. Isaiah just laughs at him when Jamie tries to remove his hands from his collar. What he did next was probably the stupidest shit ever.
Jamie throws a punch and it lands on Isaiah's nose. He drops Jamie to the ground to check his face and when he drew his hand back, blood was on his fingers. "Nice hit." Isaiah grunted. I should be afraid right now but I was just turned on. So turned on. Seeing man using so much force was sexy to me and I swayed in my spot to relieve some of my sexual tension.
Suddenly, he lets me go and that's when I knew Jamie fucked up.
Jamie knew this too because he tries to crawl backwards when Isaiah walks towards him in slow strides. I looked around us and saw that everyone had stopped dancing to see what was happening. The bartender was on the phone who I assumed were the police and I panicked. "Isaiah, let's go." I pleaded.
I grabbed ahold of his arm but he snatched it away, not even looking at me. His eyes were dead set on Jamie who was now scared shitless and looking for an exit. "No. You wanted to dance with this little bitch so now you have to deal with the consequences." He tells me. His tone was so dark.. so malicious, I too was afraid for Jamie. I don't know what Isaiah is capable of and I don't know if want to know.
Isaiah bends down to grab Jamie's shirt with one hand and he drew his other back to punch him in the face. The punch was hard, anyone in a five foot radius could hear the bones in his nose cracking. Isaiah hits him again and Jamie's head falls back. I stood frozen in my spot, not knowing what to do because images of those same hands causing so much chaos being wrapped around my throat filled my mind.
Is it wrong of me to be so turned on by this? He's beating this poor guy up for touching me. That's damn hot.
Jamie pleads for him to stop but it went in one ear and out the other for Isaiah. He hit him again and again until his face was almost unrecognizable. It wasn't until a security guard comes running in that made him stop.
"I'll be back for you." Isaiah gets off an unconscious Jamie and grabs my hand. He doesn't say a word as the guards yell at him telling him to stay here until the cops shows up. Like he'd actually do that.
Isaiah took a deep breath when we made it outside and he lets go of my hand. My eyes went to the bruising of his fist and I tried to touch them to see it closely but he flinched away from me. "What the fuck were you doing?" He glared at me when he finally turned around.
"I was just trying to have fun! Is that so fucking bad!" I screamed at him now feeling the blood in my body boil from him running my night. "You need to get it together. You can't just go around beating people up because they touched me."
"I can and I did! You are Damon's wife for god sake! Fucking act like it!" He spat back.
"I am no one's wife! Not until he officially puts a damn ring on my finger! Until then, I can do as I please! So if I want a man to touch me— hell if I want a man to fuck me then so be it! You can't stop me."
"Oh? I can't stop you?" He repeated and I shook my head.
"No."
"This isn't some game, Zariah. You have no fucking respect." He was breathing heavily and I could see his chest rising and falling under the black hoodie that hugged his upper body. God he looks so good.
"It is a game, Isaiah. You and your fucked up family decided to just use me and bring me into your bullshit. It's only fair for me to have fun until I'm stuck with you forever." I replied simply.
His eyes went livid but I wasn't scared. If anything I wanted him to act out on his anger. Let me see just how mad I make you Isaiah. Show me how much of an effect I have on you just like you have on me.
He balled his fist and shuts his eyes like he was trying to gain self control. The liquor was hitting me at this point and I was hornier than a porn star. I wanted to test a theory and since I'm drunk, I'll have the balls to do it.
I placed my hands on his chest and both of our breaths hitched when my hands made contact to his warm, well sculpted body. He popped his eyes open and stared down at me. He grounded his teeth but he didn't move my hands. His eyes bore into mines with so much lust and desire, I couldn't stop myself from doing what I did next.
I rose on my toes and planted my lips against his.
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