Page 59 of Heartless Game

Isaac completely ignored her as he pulled me through the center of the living room.

“Isaac, why?—”

“Hang on,” he muttered, stopping at the edge of the room and dropping my wrist so he could pull his long-sleeved Kings shirt off his head.

I gaped at him.

The whole room gaped at him.

And his abs.

He ignored them all, dropping the shirt over my head and pulling my arms gently but firmly through the sleeves, so that it draped over me, hanging all the way down to my thighs, and hiding the maid costume and my bare skin.

Oh.

That done, he grabbed my wrist again and started dragging me up the stairs, clearly not giving a shit about the whispers that broke out at his actions.

Even I couldn’t care, or parse, what the hell was going on. I was too busy jogging up the stairs so I didn’t trip and fall. I hurried to keep up with him as he stormed down the second floor hallway, stopping at a room that said Jones on the door and unlocking it with a key he produced out of nowhere before he picked me up, carried me inside, locked the door, crossed the room in three strides, and threw me on the bed.

I stared up at him, eyes wide.

“You think you’re cute, Tovah? Flaunting yourself, displaying your tits for every single asshole here, showing off that pretty skin? Well, the game’s over, and you’ve had your fun. Congratulations: you get to be my personal maid for the rest of the night. And I’m about to make things really fucking goddamn messy in here—and you are going to clean it up with that sweet little tongue of yours. Now, get on your goddamned knees and open that smartass little mouth.”

My mouthdiddrop open, but not to take his cock. No, I hadshitto say.

“I’m sorry, you’re blamingme? It was your idea to dress me up in some slutty costume and parade me around in front of your friends. Did you expect me to cower and cry? To let you humiliate me in front of everyone? Clearly you don’t know me at all.”

“Idoknow you, unlike the rest of those fucknuts,” he muttered. “I know you like your showers scalding hot. I know that you change your hair color when you get antsy, even though you pretend it’s a fuck you to everyone. I know you’re stubborn as fuck, especially when it comes to finding out the truth. And I know despite your reputation, you don’tactuallygo out of your way to flirt with assholes. You did it to fuck with me, and I don’t like it.”

Oh.

Oh.

He was jealous.

That should’ve amused me, or settled me in some way, but I was still fucking angry at the way he’d treated me tonight.

“There’s only one reason why you’d react this way, Isaac Silver. You’re feeling territorial. I should have seen it before. Is it because you’re starting to care?”

I was aware I was taunting him, but I was too pissed off to give a shit. He was acting like a little boy during recess who shoves the girl he likes because he can’t admit his feelings. Exceptworse.Isaac was so determined to pretend to be someone else, he’d turnedlikeinto lust and loathing.

Both lust and loathing were clear in his eyes, which had darkened to a burning black.

“You really think,” he said slowly as he unzipped his jeans, “that Icare? That you’re anything other than a pain in my goddamn ass? I’m not jealous. Why would I be?” He climbed on the bed, shoving my legs down, and crawled on top of my prone body. “I’m the one who fucks that beautiful face. I’m the one who makes you come and sees you at your softest. I’m the one who turns that delectable ass red.” I struggled against him but lost as he straddled my arms and chest.Trapped.“I don’t have to care about you to own you, Tovah Lewis. And I think it’s time to give you another demonstration. Now,open that smartass mouthso I can put it to use.”

“You get your dick near my mouth, and I’ll bite it off,” I threatened.

Pulling out his cock, he slapped it against one cheek, then the other.

“If I even feel your teeth, I’ll follow through on tying you naked to the founders’ statue and leave you there. Anyone could find you. Will you think I’m jealous then?”

I shut my mouth, glaring at him.

He pinched my nose shut, watching me. I tried to keep my mouth closed, but my lungs burned and I opened it. The second I did, he released my nose and surged forward, shoving his cock deep inside. From this angle, with my arms trapped under his thighs, and him on top of me, I couldn’t control anything. Not when he pushed his hard, thick cock down my throat and stayed there. Not when he stared down at me in angry triumph. And not when he slowly, almost tenderly, stroked my face, his touch belied by his next words:

“Oh, little snoop. I bet you’re already soaked. You love being treated this way. This time I’m going to fuck your face so hard, you’ll learn your mouth is only good for one thing: pleasing me.”

And then he did exactly that.

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