Drugs&Money

16- pleasure

Isabelle's pov

I slipped the key through the door and unlocked it slowly. Currently, the door I was opening was the boys and not my own.

Again.

I pushed the door open and stepped inside before closing it behind me again. I had food bags in my hands so closing the door was quite the struggle.

But I managed.

I walked through to the kitchen and there everybody was, staring straight into my eyes.

"Hi" i greeted with a smile. The first person to catch my glance was christian of course. He was sitting tall on a stool and looked as though he had a lot of weight on his shoulders.

"who died?" i questioned as i slowly placed the bags down onto the counter.

a laugh escaped christians mouth before he spoke "well, Jordan was this close to dying" he explained with his fingers pinched together.

my eyes went to jordan and she laughed a little before helping me to empty the bags.

once all the bags were emptied, it was only me and christian left in the kitchen. i turned around slowly to face him before he started speaking.

"izzy, i'm really sorry." was all that escaped his lips. i lowered my head to the ground not knowing what to respond with.

"i don't know about you, but it definitely was not a spur of the moment for me and i shouldn't have said that because it's not even slightly true but when i look at you i just-" he started but stopped when i moved closer to him.

"me too. you don't have to explain christian." i spoke progressively moving closer and closer until i was right in front of him.

"sorry" he said holding his head down. i lifted his chin up with my index finger and smiled at him.

his eyes trailed up and down my body slowly and i knew his exact thoughts right there and then. although it was such a quick change of emotions, i felt shivers down my body from top to bottom.

"would it be wrong for me to tell you how much i want you?" he spoke. his voice was as seductive as i've ever heard it and it was music to my ears. exactly what i wanted to hear. suddenly everything that had happened was forgotten.

his hand slowly trailed from my waist and up to my bottom lip as he wiped his finger across it, dragging it down a little.

before another word could be spoken, his lips were already connected to mine. they moved in sync and his tongue emerged with mine perfectly.

without realising, we were walking back towards the counter to gain balance and as we did our lips never disconnected.

he grabbed the bottom of my thighs and gently lifted me up so that i was now sat on the counter and he was standing directly in between my legs.

i pushed whatever was on the counter a little to my left to give us some space and so i didn't sit on anything accidentally and i made sure our lips stayed connected the whole time.

no man had ever made me feel this desperate in my entire 19 years of living, so desperate for his touch, and somehow kras was able to do it effortlessly.

his lips softly trailed down my neck as his hands roamed freely around my body. his touch set me off and i couldn't help but pull him even closer between my thighs.

"are you okay with this?" he questioned before he went any further. the look he had in his eyes was the same look i imagine he was seeing in mine. the look of extreme desire and need because in this moment i needed nothing but him.

"yes i want you so badly." i whispered into his ear as my breathing became heavier and heavier, letting him know my exact thoughts.

"oh yeah?" was all he responded but it was enough to make my whole body melt into his touch.

"please." i begged as his hand moved up my thigh causing my thighs to squeeze closer together against his waist.

"kras"

he gently lifted my skirt and dragged his finger across the edge of my underwear.

"yes, baby?" he responded, pulling them to the side and resting his face in my neck placing gentle kisses every so often.

the feeling of one of his fingers slowly rubbing against me and then after a few seconds, entering me, caressed my whole body and a quiet moan escaped my lips.

the thought of anybody else being in the house was completely forgotten about for a split second and i felt as though i was in a trance.

"ahhh christian"

his finger moved in and out of me gently as he rubbed my clit with his thumb. his other arm was placed on my back to keep me steady and upright.

the feeling of him would be impossible for somebody else to match. Although, i didn't want anybody to match him anyway.

i took the opportunity to open my eyes for a second and admire the beauty in front of me. the beauty that was able to pleasure me and look gorgeous whilst doing it.

in that moment i came to a realisation that my pleasure was something that also brought him just as much pleasure. he didn't care that he wasn't receiving in that moment and it was apparent that my moans were enough to send him over the edge with me.

before i could let myself go, we heard footsteps approaching from the doorway of the kitchen.

my eyes opened wide as christians fingers were still fucking me. i could tell he noticed my shock when he pulled me closer into him as he looked over my shoulder.

it took him a second but he eventually came up with a plan that saved us both from extreme embarrassment.

"i'm glad we are okay again izzy." he spoke, his voice sounding calm and collected like he knew exactly what he was doing.

"awwwh you guys. hugging it out are we?" i heard clinton's voice approaching from behind me.

shit.

slowly christian took his fingers from out of me and adjusted my underwear back into place. he left a quick kiss on my head and winked before moving towards the doorway.

so attractive.

"yeah. all sorted." i said and i cleared my throat as well as regaining my posture. i slowly took myself down from the counter and although my legs felt a little jelly like, i managed to control it and walk over to fridge to grab a water.

"good i'm glad to hear that." clinton spoke as he rubbed my arm gently.

sorry this story went from 0 to 100 REAL QUICK but i needed to have some kind of smut and i thought the idea of kras pretending to hug izzy was clever tehe😼