"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 didn't want to add fuel to the fire but something was stopping me from shutting up. It was like something or someone had strings attached to me and was controlling me like a puppet.
"No. I'm tired of you demanding things from me and expecting me to listen when you can't even be real with yourself."
"What is it that you want from me, Zariah? 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 you to tell me— and don't lie— tell me that you want to kiss me. Tell me that you want me and that you don't care about Damon's feelings like you claim. Show me, Isaiah. Show me that you don't care." I said the last part in a low tone and looked at him under my lashes. "Because I sure as hell don't."
I was hot and bothered. All of this going back and forth did something to me. I pressed my legs together to stop the throbbing pain between them.
Isaiah opened his mouth slightly to say something, but nothing came out. His gaze was fixed on me with his bright hazel eyes without blinking. He was clenching his jaw as if his life depended on it. "You're playing a really dangerous game with me." He says, his voice low and raspy. He was trying to hold himself back.
No ma'am.
"You started it when you let me kiss you." I whispered seductively. "So let's play." I say, staring at his lips then back at him.
He was looking down at my lips, while his was pressed in a straight line, his eyes darkening with each passing second and I can feel the breath leaving my body. He kept looking back and forth from my lips to my eyes as if he was contemplating. His jaw ticked, his fingers twitched and then he leans in slowly. "One time and that's it." He says deeply.
I licked my lips. "One time." I repeated. I knew I was lying. I knew I would want more but if me agreeing with him means that he'll finally give in to me then I will say it a hundred times more.
He leans in closer and my whole body tingled when his lips finally met mines. I closed my eyes to lose myself in the moment. He moves slower then he did last time and I let him. He was trying to taste me, get a feel of my lips like he was testing the waters.
He pecked my lips once then twice before he pushes against me. He put his warm hand on my neck to pull me closer and we moaned in unison. His moan was the sexiest shit I have ever heard and it will forever be painted in my head.
