Chapter 122
Mason
I waited until I knew Isla would be in the shower to slip into her room. My goal was simple. Take the pills, I don’t the seeing her on them, on anything. If she has issues then I want her to talk to me about them, not rely on a substance. The door to the bathroom was left open and I can smell her shampoo through the stem watting out of the door. Thankfully her bag was left where I could get to it without being seen. The floor creaked under my foot and I stilled myself for a moment before continuing. I pulled out the small pink bag that held her lady things and retrieved the pills.
“You know it’s rude to go through a woman’s bag, right?”
Shit. I quickly spun around and holy fuck. Isla standing there in a white fluffy towel, dripping wet from head to toe. She left the shower running, obviously so I wouldn’t hear her coming. She was smart like that. Sneaky.
“I…uhh…” I stuttered, trying to find an excuse.
“Drop the bag, Mason.”
A chill runs up my spine with how she commands me, and I can’t help but obey.
“You’ve been naughty.” She says slowly, walking around my body with a single finger tracing a line around me. The contact makes me visibly stiffen.
“Tsk, tsk. tsk. What am I going to do with you?”
“I’m…I’m sorry. I just..” She cuts me off with a finger to my lips.
“Open.” She commands and I have no will in me not to. She slides her slender finger into my mouth, along my tongue and says, “now, suck.”
Her
eyes hold authority as she stares at me, I close my lips and flick my tongue around it, sucking as she draws it back.
“Good boy, but I think you deserve a punishment for invading my privacy. Don’t you think?”
I nod slowly.
“Words baby, I need words.” The way s she says
the name has my already hard dick straining in my pants.
“Yes, Princess…but…
“But what?”
“But…I cant…we cant…your brothers…”
She takes a step back and drops the towel, standing bare in front of me, and holy jesus, she is a goddess. Her curves are in all the right places, and I can see now tattoos of black roses and vines line her hip and ribs on one side. I wonder when she got that.
“Do you want this?”
“Yes.” I whisper out. “But…”
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No buts, Sit. She commands, pushing my chest with two fingers until I feel the club thair at the back an allow her to push me into it.
“You will not speak unless I tell you to, you will not move, you will not touch yourself. Do you understandi
“Yes, Princess.”
“Good”
I watch as she walks to the bed, swaying her hips seductively, and I can now see the vines lead up her back and down to the top of her peachy ass. She crawls onto the bed and I get a full view before she rolls over and spreads her legs wide, looking down at me as she sucks two of her fingers and lowers them between her lips below. The sight makes a small whimper leave my mouth that’s hung open while I grip the edges of the chair.
“If you disobey me, I will stop. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Princess.”
She humms in satisfaction and resumes touching herself. Slowly at first, circling her clit and teasing the edges of her tight hole before she slips one finger in and moans. All while holding eye contact with me, she sinks another finger in and begins working herself beautifully. Her moans and the way she arches her back in pleasure has me straining to control myself. I want nothing more than to reach out and touch her, so much so that it hurts. Every muscle in my body is strained with the control I try desperately to hold on to. She breaths my name as she finds her climax and I watch as the juices leak from her slit as she removes her fingers. She walks over to me, holding the fingers over my mouth.
“Clean them.” She orders, and I open my mouth so she can push them inside. I groan with the taste of her on my tongue and my dick twitches, cumming in my pants as she allows me to clean her cum from her fingers.
“Good boy.” She whispers. Pride blossoms in my chest.
“Now, leave.” She walks back into the bathroom to finish her shower, leaving the door open again. I watch her through the door, stepping back into the water and throwing her head back as she runs her hands along that milky, soft skin. I quickly get to my feet and run to my room, shutting the door and leaning against it. I shouldn’t have done that. I shouldn’t have seen that. I run my hands through my hair and down my face. Fuck! That was the most erotic thing I’ve ever experienced. I’ve been with girls before, but they never satisfied me like that, and she didn’t even lay a hand on me. She dominated me In a way I never knew I needed or wanted. I head to my own shower, discarding my ruined boxers and already needing another release. I don’t think I’ll ever get over her. She will forever be a goddess. My goddess. No, wait, fuck. If her brothers find out, her fathers, oh fuck. I am a dead man walking. I need to avoid her, I have to stay away. She’s ruined me. My head is an absolute mess but that doesn’t stop me from rubbing one out in the shower, thinking about every single part of that moment. I’m going to burn it into my memory, so I never forget it. That will be the one and only time I allow that to happen. I’ll hold that memory and cherish it, but never again.
