CHAPTER 4
Isaac didn't want to fuck Aliyah just yet, he needed to bide his time but he needed her touch, he needed anything she was willing to give him. Her body was so responsive to him, it always was, he loved the way she let her walls down, not meaning to but her body did what it wanted and he knew her body was also desperate for his touch. Isaac was a bastard, he left her needing, she would be begging him to fuck her on her own. He would continue to fuck around with her, until all she thought about was having him fuck her.
Aliyah walked out of the shower with a towel wrapped around her body, boy she was a sight. She looked nervous and unsure how to proceed.
"I have nothing to wear."
"Grab a shirt." She opened the wardrobe and grabbed one of his tee shirts. A black one that came just above her knees. She put it on over the towel before she rid herself from the wet towel. It amazed him how she could still be embarrassed around him. When she finished her attempt at modesty he laughed at her. "You were just fingering your pussy for me to watch and now you want to hide your body?"
"Why do you have to be so crude?" She asked him.
"It's what I do baby." She stood there her face red as a beetroot. She was so fucking adorable, sexy as hell and adorable. He watched her struggling trying to figure out what she should be doing. He waited for her to come to the realization that she would be sharing his bed and then coming to the bed on her own accord. He wouldn't tell her to come, he would wait and see what she would do.
Isaac knew the moment realization hit her, she drew in a breath and looked over at him on the bed. He raised an eyebrow at her at patiently waited. "Am I supposed to sleep with you tonight?" She finally asked.
"Unless you want to sleep in the attic?" That made her mind up, she hurried into the bed keeping her distance which infuriated him.
"If you sleep in this bed, then you are meant to fucking touch me, don't go sleeping on the edge like you are alone in here. If you want to be alone I can take you back up and you can sleep alone in the fucking attic." He snapped hating how she always managed to get to him.
"I didn't think you wanted me to... Be near you." Her voice was quiet.
"Really? You though that? I just kidnap you for the fucking fun of it? You are so fucking dumb sometimes." She fucked up his whole mood.
"I'm sorry, I didn't think, why are you getting so angry?" She had a hint of attitude.
"Because you fucking piss me off that's why." He was about to get out of the bed and smash something but she moved over to him, grabbing his arm and wrapping around herself, forcing him to spoon her. Just like that his mood changed again and he nuzzled her neck. Kissing her on her shoulder. She smelt fucking wonderful, she could fire him up in an instant and she could calm him down just as easily. He was totally fucking her up, he was aware of his actions and the impact they were having on her.
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Aliyah awoke to a feeling of warmth, a sense of security and protection, every time she thought of that feelings Isaac would be in her mind. He was the only person on earth who inflicted those emotions in her, he also inflicted fear, terror and insecurity in her. He had her tight in his embrace and she moved closer to him. She had missed him so much.
Only problem was he was way too unstable to stay with. He was jealous beyond belief, his mood swings were scary as hell and his temperament left nothing to be desired. He was a ticking time bomb around her, Aliyah was certain it was her that evoked that ferociousness in him. Unsure why she impacted him so but certain it was his way of dealing with his feelings for her.
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In Despair
RomanceIsaac Porter never thought he'd find someone like Aliyah Green-a woman who lit up the darkest corners of his life. Their love began like a wildfire, fierce and all-consuming, but as time goes on, the flames of passion transform into something darker...