Page 107 of Sour Lollipops and Sweet Nightmares
Issac
One little bottle spin was all it took to make me want to punch multiple people. Kash and Zoe for suggesting this bullshit in the first place. Levi for bringing us up here, and Ravi for the cocky smirk on his face. The bastard was enjoying this.
“You look pleased with yourself,” I grumbled at him.
Making her sit on my lap was almost as bad as watching porn and jerking off. I couldn’t take another night of that. At this point, it felt like I was walking around with a permanent hard-on.
I missed the days when I didn’t think about pussy all the fucking time. The second someone told me I couldn’t do something, it was all I wanted to do.
While I understood the fucked-up psychology behind that, my dick didn’t. It wouldn’t take much for Ravi to push me over the edge. Don’t get me wrong, my father’s added incentive definitely steered me in the direction he wanted.
I wanted that seat on the board and would happily claim Georgia to get it. But that didn’t mean I couldn’t hold out for a little bit. Besides, I would never let Ravi win that easily.
“Hurry up,” Zoe barked at Georgia. “We don’t have all night.”
Georgia stood where she was and looked back and forth from Kash to me. Every time her eyes landed on me, she would wring her hands, and her breathing picked up. Some might say it was fear, and given what I’d already done to her, that was a fair assumption.
But the slight dilation in her pupils said there was something else there. An attraction she might not recognize herself. She didn’t have that when she looked at Kash. Meaning she didn’t dress up for him.
I pulled my gaze over the curve in her hip and up to the swell of her breasts.
Maybe she dressed up for me? Did she want me to see how fantastic her ass looked in those jeans? She put a lot of effort into her appearance tonight. Curls in her hair, clothes that showed off her small hourglass figure, with just enough glitter on her face to highlight her cheekbones and brighten her vibrant emerald eyes. She wanted me to see her, at least on an unconscious level.
I tipped my head and let my stare drop down her back.
The things I could do to that ass.
“Whatcha looking at?”
Fucking Ravi.
“Don’t worry about it.” I tore my eyes off Georgia and looked at him. “Your little plan isn’t going to work.”
Ravi shifted on the arm of the couch where he was seated and bent over to lean in closer to me. “We’ll see about that when she makes her choice. Although…” His eyes shifted from Georgia to Kash, then back to me. “There is another option.”
He wouldn’t.
He sat up and announced to the room, “Why make her choose. I think she should go in the closet with both of them.”
Motherfucker.
This was why Ravi was my second. I didn’t have many buttons, but the ones I did have, he knew about. And Kash Murphy was a big red button. He couldn’t have engineered a better outcome if he spun the bottle himself. And guess who was all on board with Ravi’s suggestion?
Zoe’s face lit right up. “I like that. Let’s go with that option.”
Sadistic bitch.
“Unless…” Zoe looked at me. “You have a problem with that, Issac?”
Oh, I had a big fucking problem with it. And it wasn’t because I’d have to share Georgia. I’d hand her off to any other man in this room. Hell, I’d get off watching them fuck with her. But not Kash Murphy. Fuck him. I’d die before I ever let that prick win one over on me. And everyone in this room knew that. Hence, the glee openly displayed on Zoe’s face.
Don’t get me wrong, if we reversed the situation, I’d find this shit amusing as fuck. But this wasn’t about amusement. Zoe had been trying to poke at me since the day we met. Well, two could play at this game.
“The only thing I have a problem withZoe… is the fucked-up relationship you have with your brother.”
There were close siblings, and then there were Zoe and Layton. They made everyone around them uncomfortable. Zoewould do shit like sit on his lap or walk in when he was in the shower. One time, Levi caught them having a bath together. They said they were just close, but it wouldn’t surprise me if they were fucking each other.
Zoe’s glare narrowed. “It’s not my fault that you don’t have a brother or sister to look out for you.”
