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My eyes widened with surprise. How did Isaac know what I had been thinking?

Isaac’s smile grew wider. “You aren’t so hard to read, Princess. Those pretty blue eyes are quite expressive.”

I blushed, licked my lips nervously, and then froze again when his eyes tracked the movement.

“Hold still,” Isaac whispered. His arms slid around me, pulling me against him as he lowered his mouth to mine. “I just want a little taste.”

Isaac’s soft lips pressed to mine as his tongue slid across my seam, requesting entry. I parted my lips, and he wasted no time sweeping me away into an all-consuming kiss that made every cell in my body vibrate. Isaac groaned into my mouth as he lifted me off my feet and sat me on the kitchen table. He stepped between my legs and pulled me to the edge to press himself against my core as he deepened the kiss.

Our kissing reminded me of my make-out session with Cody at the movie theater, but so much... more. Isaac took over all of my senses to the point where I couldn’t tell where I ended, and hebegan. He owned me, mind, body, and soul. When his hand slid to my neck and squeezed lightly, I groaned.

Isaac froze, his lips leaving mine as he leaned back to look at me with surprise. “I felt that,” he whispered, squeezing my neck. “Do it again. Moan for me, Cora.”

I was still too caught up in the moment to feel self-conscious about his request. I moaned again, and his eyes widened.

“I can feel the vibrations!” Isaac pressed his forehead to mine as his hand massaged my neck. “And one day, I’ll be able to hear your moans. Your laughter. You’re already such a bright spot in my life, Cora. I just know hearing your joy will become infectious for us all. We’ll be addicted to every sound passing through those delicious lips.”

His words filled me with so much hope that I did the only thing that felt right and dragged his lips back to mine.

Maybe all hope wasn’t lost, and I would be able to talk again after all!

As soon as everyone woke up the next day, Isaac told them what had happened, which resulted in one of them massaging my throat for the better part of the day. Having one of their hands wrapped around my throat all the time did things to my body that I didn’t understand. What’s worse is that I think they knew how it affected me and why but didn’t feel inclined to explain it to me. Derrick especially seemed to enjoy it.

Today, I was with Trent, who was slightly more reserved than the others. We were lying in my old bed, which was his now, talking. Well, he was talking. I was typing. I explained why Daddy and I moved to the mountains, and he explained whyhe was afraid of storms. I wanted to ask what happened to his parents and little sister, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to know— worse, I was pretty sure I already knew. I was curious what happened to all of their families. It seemed that with the fall of society, the definition of family was altered. Now, it was more what you made it and less what you were born to. Life was so fleeting it made sense for humanity to cling to what and who they could for as long as possible.

“So then if your Dad homeschooled you here in the mountains, you didn’t get to have many friends or teenage experiences,” Trent said.

I shook my head. “I had friends in town but didn’t get to see them that often. When I was younger, Daddy felt it was important for me to develop connections with kids my age, so we came down the mountain more often for various programs and sports. We didn’t come to town as much once I outgrew those and had already formed friendships.”

“You played sports?” Trent asked. “What was your favorite?”

“Tennis,” I replied. “I would have liked to continue playing, but Daddy felt it was more important for me to learn how to survive in the mountains. Turns out he was right.”

Trent laughed at my joke, even though it wasn’t that funny. “Isaac played football. I tried to play sports too, but I’m not good at them. And I’ll tell you a secret: I wasn’t all that interested in them. I only wanted to play because Isaac did, and it made my Dad proud of him, so I thought it would make him proud of me, too. As it turned out, all I needed was to be myself, and he was proud of me. I’m happy that I figured that out before—“

Trent suddenly stopped speaking and stared at the ceiling sadly, so I put the tablet to the side and rolled toward him to cuddle against his side. Trent held me tightly, and I thought maybe he had drifted off to sleep when he spoke, startling me from my thoughts.

“I didn’t get very many teenage experiences either,” he said. “I wasn’t very popular in school, making it difficult to get a girlfriend. I had some close friends, but that’s all it ever was.” I looked at him quizzically, trying to figure out why he was telling me this. Trent blushed as he continued. “I hadn’t messed around with anyone intimately until I met Remi.”

My eyes widened as I caught on to what he was telling me. In hindsight, I was pretty sure I had heard Remi say something about that to him when I had masturbated with them, but I hadn’t been paying that close of attention to what they were saying. Why was he telling me this now?

“As the most inexperienced people in the house... do you kinda want to do it together first without anyone around?” Trent asked.

I contemplated his question. I was pretty sure that, between the two of us, we had enough knowledge to accomplish the task. It wasn’t a terribly romantic proposition, but I was still interested. If we did something stupid in the middle of it, the only ones who would know would be each other. That part was extremely appealing because I didn’t know what I was doing. Slowly, I nodded.

“You’re certain you want to have sex?” Trent confirmed, rolling onto his side and facing me.

I felt around for the iPad and typed my answer for him. “Yes.”

Trent grinned, took the iPad, placed it on the nightstand, and then rolled on top of me. Trent wasn’t a complete virgin like me. He had some experience and quickly took the lead, kissing me as his hands roamed my body. We slowly shed our clothes, our lips only parting for as long as necessary. By the time his lips trailed down my body, I was panting with need. His tongue swirled around my nipples, making my body arch off the bed at the new sensation. I came completely unglued, coming harder than I ever had on my own when Trent sucked on my clit. I didn’tknow that was a thing! If Cody had tried to do that to me first, I would have happily put his penis in my mouth.

I excitedly tried to roll Trent over to do just that, but he stopped me. “I don’t want to come in your mouth first. Another time,” he promised.

I was a little disappointed until Trent settled between my legs, and I felt his monster press against my folds. Oh, fuck. I hadn’t considered his size when I agreed to this. Maybe I should have started with someone smaller and worked up to Trent. I trembled beneath him as he reached between us to swipe the head of his cock through my arousal. He must have seen the apprehension in my eyes because he stilled.

“Do you want to stop, Cora?”

I hesitated in answering him but wrapped my arms around his neck when he went to move away. It was going to happen eventually, so why stop now? I made sure he was looking into my eyes when I shook my head no. To drive my point home, I wrapped my legs around his waist to open myself wider for him and kissed him.

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