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IZABELLA
My eyes are gritty when I wake up with Gulliver’s dark head between my legs, his tongue lapping at my poor, overused clit. “No,” I whine, grabbing a handful of his hair and pulling him away. “I can’t take any more. You broke my vagina, and I need at least a couple of days to recover.”
“So, let me kiss it all better,” he pouts, looking up at me with his chin resting on my mound.
“Leave me alone, you nympho.” I giggle, playfully pushing at his forehead.
“Just one more time, then I’ll give you a break,” he coaxes, stroking his hand along my thigh as his tongue laps at me again.
“No, I came six times last night. I’m done. Your tongue feels like sandpaper, and you wore my clit out. Go away.”
Sighing, he crawls up the bed and flops to his back dramatically, his erect cock swinging in the air. “What am I going to do about this if you won’t let me fuck you?” he asks, waving his hand in the direction of his dick.
“Won’t it just go away if you start thinking about something that’s not sexy?” I giggle again.
“Or I could put it in your ass?” he asks hopefully.
“No,” I cry, shuffling away from him.
“I was kidding.”
“No, you weren’t.”
“No, I wasn’t.” He laughs. “But we’ll need to build up to that.”
“No. No, we won’t, because that’s not happening,” I shriek, as if saying it with more volume makes it extra true.
“You could give me a blow job, or let me fuck your tits.”
“Or you could go away and leave me alone. We have school tomorrow, I need to turn on my cell, sleep some more, then take an extra-long bath to get the smell of sex off me.”
It’s been exactly seven days since I ran from my parents’ house, seven days in which my entire life has changed, but it’s time to get back to reality. Tomorrow, we have school, and it’ll be the first time that I’ll see Penelope since she helped me up to my room and told me to run.
She’s my sister, my identical twin, but apart from that one act of kindness, she’s been awful to me for years. She’s behaved as if I was nothing more than a convenient employee, and that one moment of care doesn’t counteract all of the times she’s belittled or disregarded me.
Gulliver’s playful demeanor changes, and he rolls to face me, pulling the covers over our naked bodies. “Do you think your parents will have tried to contact you?”
I shake my head. “I doubt it. They won’t get back in touch until they need me.”
“Where’s your cell?” he asks.
I point to the FedEx box sitting on the dresser, and he rolls his eyes, climbing out of bed and grabbing it before settling himself back next to me. “Seriously, you didn’t even bother to set it up?” he says, pulling the iPhone out and quickly turning it on, tapping the screen several times before he glances at me.
“Do you want me to import your contacts from your old SIM?”
I shrug. “If you want, but there were only four numbers in there and three of them I never plan to contact again.”
“You only had four numbers in your cell?” he asks, pity lacing his words.
“Don’t feel bad for me,” I snap.
“I really fucking hate your family for what they did to you,” he snarls, dragging me close when I try to pull away. “I want to do more than make them lose that money. I want to ruin them.”
Scoffing lightly, I smile up at his handsome face. “We’re rich, they’ll always have money to fall back on. But they want the power that will come with Penelope’s inheritance. If I get to be the reason they don’t get that, it’ll be all the revenge I need.”
Making a sound of disagreement, he turns his attention back to the small device in his hands. “There you go, welcome to the twenty-first century,” he says, handing me the fancy cell phone.
The moment my fingers wrap around it, it beeps and I startle, looking at the cell, then at Gulliver.
