Page 9 of Whatever He Wants
He scowls.“And I’m not going to ask again.If you don’t want to do this, you and Matt will pack up and leave my property on Friday.”
My hold on my towel becomes a white-knuckle grip.Isaac wants something wrong.Something he shouldn’t ask of me.As the seconds pass, the question,how could he ask me to do something like that,morphs into,how dare he ask me to do something like that.I should tell him fuck off.That I’m not that desperate to do anything depraved.
But Iamthat desperate.
If I don’t give Isaac what he wants, Matt and I will be homeless, and I don’t want to live on the street.I can prevent that by letting my towel fall and let Isaac see my body.
It’s not a hard task but it feels like the toughest decision I’ve ever had to make.No other man has seen me naked but Matt.Myboyfriend.Getting naked for another man, a man who’s off-limits, isn’t just wrong, it’simmoral.
Isaac watches me as if he can read every thought in my spiral of internal conflict.I swallow my pride and close my eyes, hating Matt, hating Isaac, hating myself as I slacken my hold on my towel.When my fingers release the material, it slides down my body like a caress, a gust fanning my legs as it falls around my feet.
It’s so quiet.Too quiet.My heart thuds hard, the sound loud in my ears over the hum of the fridge at my back.I’ve never felt more naked in my life.Humiliation cloaks me, but it doesn’t hide my body from Isaac’s stare as it glides over my skin like a physical touch.When I sense him moving closer, I cover my breasts and mound with my hands.
“Don’t hide yourself.I want to see everything,” he says, his voice low and rough.
My eyes snap open and I glare at him.
“Haven’t you seen enough?”
“I decide when it’s enough.”
“But I did what you asked!”
He scoffs.“You didn’t even do the bare minimum to make up for the trouble you and your boyfriend caused.I’ll tell you when I’m satisfied.”
“That’s not fair!You said—”
“Lower your hands,” he growls, a determined gleam in his eyes.“Or I’ll do it for you.”
I’m blindsided by his threat and his personality change right before my eyes.Isaac is a completely different person now than the considerate man I’ve always known.He’s taking full advantage of his power in this situation.I let my hands fall to my sides, revealing my naked body again.
Isaac steps closer, invading my personal space.I can’t retreat with the fridge behind me.He’s over a head taller than me, his shoulders and chest broad too.His nearness makes me hyperaware of his greater height and strength.
“You’re so beautiful.”
He slides the backs of his fingers over my left shoulder and down my arm.I shiver, and I want to believe it’s from exposure, not because I’m enjoying Isaac’s appreciation and caress.
But I can’t lie to myself.Deep down, I’m self-conscious, worried about the flawed areas of my body bared for him to see.So I like his compliment, and I like the reverent way he said it too.
Worst of all, I like how he’s looking at me as if he’s just found buried treasure after a years-long search.Matt has never looked at me that way.
I jerk away from his touch and my treacherous thoughts.
“You’re not supposed to say that to me.”
“Why wouldn’t I?It’s the truth.”
“It doesn’t matter if it’s true.It matters what our relationship dynamic has been like for all these years!So it’s wrong for you to say it while you’re looking at my naked body.It’s wrong for you to want to see me naked in the first place, Isaac.”
“That’s tame compared to what I really want.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”Dread sharpens my voice.
He cups my face and traces my lips with his thumb.
“It means that after looking at your body, I want to know what it’s like to have your pretty lips on me.”
“You want me to suck you off?”
