Lessons in SECRET

by Crystal Perkins

  “I love you, too. And if wanting you is selfish, then for the first time in my life, that’s what I plan to be.”

  I kiss her. I can’t not kiss her after she says something like that. She kisses me back, and we both pour everything we are into it. Into each other. I’ve never kissed another woman like this, because there’s never been anyone like this for me before. And there never will be after her. She’s it for me, and that means I’m going to die alone one day. Because God knows, I’m not going to be with her.

  I put those thoughts out of my mind as she starts walking backwards, our mouths still having their play date. I hold her hands as she leads me down the hall. We stop kissing before the lobby, but I keep possession of one of her hands. We smile and nod until the elevator doors close, and then the bases are loaded.

  Her legs are wrapped around me as I suck on her nipple through the fabric of her dress and bra, and thrust my pelvis into hers. Her hands are pulling at my hair as she squeezes me closer. I never realized that dry humping in an elevator could be so hot. Belatedly, I think of the cameras that must be in here, and pull back.

  “Cameras?”

  “Yes. But Ain—my friend—will erase the tapes. I need your mouth.”

  We reach her floor just as I give her what she asked for. I’m the one walking backwards now, carrying her in my arms as she starts kissing and biting me on every exposed piece of flesh she can find. I gently pry her off my neck to remind her that it’s not turtleneck season and there’s school tomorrow.

  “But I want to mark you as mine. I want Grace to see that she can’t have you.”

  “I’m all yours, babe. And Grace was never even a consideration. Now let me get you upstairs,” I tell her as I push her door open.

  “No. Not there. I want it…”

  “Where? Where do you want me to make love to you?”

  She doesn’t answer at first, but I see her eyes dart to the side. Ah, she wants it there. We haven’t done that since the first time. When it was horrible for her, and heart wrenching for me. I can totally work with that. But I want to hear it from her.

  “Tell me, Isa. Command me.”

  Her eyes widen, while her mouth forms an O. I hold her gaze as her eyes search mine. For tonight, she’s in charge, and I need her to know that. A smirk forms on her lips.

  “I want it against the bookcase, Mase.”

  “What do you want? Name it and it’s yours,” I tell her as I carry her over there and set her down with her back to her beloved books.

  “Take of your clothes,” she tells me biting her lip. “And…and then mine.”

  “Yes, ma’am.”

  She starts laughing as I pull my t-shirt over my head and toe off my sports sandals. “Don’t call me that. This is so not that kind of thing.”

  “It could be. I’d totally submit for a night.”

  “Duly noted.”

  I’ve got my shorts and briefs pushed past my hips now. I watch her as she’s watching me, licking her lips without realizing it. “You like what I’m showing you?”

  “I love. I want.”

  “Your clothes are still on.”

  “Hurry up, then. I mean, geez. What kind of submissive are you?”

  God, she’s adorable. And sexy. “You said we weren’t playing like that,” I remind her.

  “Well not after you get our clothes off, but until then, I was expecting some level of urgency.”

  “I’m worth the wait,” I say as I run my hands up her thighs, taking her dress with me.

  “Oh, I know. Which is why I’m so impatient.”

  I’ve got it over her hips now, exposing plain boy shorts. She didn’t wear her sexy stuff for the old guy which makes me very, very happy. “Good things come to those who wait.”

  “Amazing things come for guys who take a girl hard against a bookcase.”

  I chuckle as I pull the dress over her head. I dip my head and take her bra strap in my mouth, grazing her with my teeth as I pull it down. I start to move to the other one, when she groans. And not in a “this is amazing, do more” way. “Mason.”

  “Jake,” I tell her without thinking.

  “What?”

  Shit. I stop what I’m doing and put my mouth to her ear, hoping to get this out in the right way. “My good friends call me Jake. I’ve never really liked the name Mason.” For reasons I can’t tell her.

  “Okay. Please stop torturing me, Jake, and put your mouth on me.”

  “Where?” I ask as I drop her bra to the floor.

  “Anywhere. Everywhere.”

  I nuzzle my nose between her breasts and start kissing and licking back and forth, from one to another. While I do that, I slide my hands down her stomach to hold her hips. I let my thumbs rub her skin beneath her panties, but I don’t try and take them off. It’s not time yet. She has other ideas.

  “No,” I tell her with one of her nipples in my mouth.

  She tried to take those little shorts off herself, and that’s just not happening. I was given an order and I fully intend to follow it. Once I’m ready.

  “I thought I was in charge.”

  “Oh, you are. I promise.”

  I start kissing below those perfect handfuls, and get to her ribs before she halts my progress by pushing me away from her and crossing her arms. I hold back my laugh as she looks at me with one eyebrow lifted.

  “If I was truly in control here, books would be shaking on the shelves behind me. You haven’t even taken my underwear off.”

  I have to tell her the truth because this is one thing I can’t lie to her about. “I wanted to cherish you, Isa. I want you to know how much you mean to me. But if you want me to rip your panties off, and fuck you against this bookcase, I can do that too.”

  Her eyes get wet, which is not what’s supposed to be happening. At all. Shit. I really do suck at this love stuff. I’m trying to figure out how to fix this when she puts all my fears to rest.

  “Thank you. I want to be cherished. And also fucked hard against my books. But cherishing first would be wonderful.”

  I kiss her softly, my heart feeling lighter as I push everything except for us and this moment aside. I drop to my knees and kiss my way across her stomach from one side to the other. I swirl my tongue around her belly button, nibble on each hip. After her panties are off, she spreads her legs wider for me.

  I’m understanding why she wanted to mark me earlier. I want to claim her as mine, even if I can’t do it publicly. I start to sink my teeth into her inside thigh, but look up at her as she grips my hair tight.

  “Yes,” she tells me.

  I bite hard as she moans. I know she liked it because liquid drips down to my cheek as I’m soothing her with little licks. I turn my head and lick up the rest of her thigh to where I really want to be.

  I take my time there, licking, sucking, and biting her through two explosive orgasms. I’m harder than I can ever remember being in my life as I get to my feet and take her mouth again. Her hands go to my ass to pull me close, and I almost come all over her stomach.

  “Still want it hard?” I ask because I know I left her a little shaky already. She nods. “Good. Because I really want to fuck you right now.”

  I reach down to grab a condom from my shorts, but she stops me. “You know I’m clean. If you are, I trust you. I’m on birth control.”

  Oh hell yeah. I’ve only been bare with a handful of women in my 29 years, but I know how good it feels. Being with Isa like that may kill me. But I’m more than ready to die for her.

  I straighten, pick her up and make sure her legs are wrapped tightly around me. Once I’m lined up, I grab her hands and link our fingers above her head. Only then do I slam into her, and nearly come immediately with how good it feels.

  “Holy fuck. I knew it would be amazing, but this…you…if I move, I’m going to come.”

  “So move. I’ve already come twice, in case you forgot.”

  “I never forget having my mouth on you. You’re sure?”
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br />   “Yes, Jake. I’m sure.”

  That—hearing my name on her lips while I’m buried balls deep inside of her—that’s what makes me move. I’m powering into her within seconds, feeling that tingling down my spine that tells me I’m close. Isa beats me to it as she comes for a third time, screaming out the name I told her to call me. I’m right behind her, spilling everything I have into her as a few books fall off the shelves.

  “Oh God, Isa. I didn’t know you were so close.”

  “I didn’t either,” she says and we both burst out laughing.

  We clean up, and make some omelets together. I make slow love to her before we fall asleep in her bed hours later. My life is perfect. A perfect lie, that is. I’m running out of time, and God help us all when that clock strikes twelve, because this is no fairy tale and I’m definitely no prince.

  Chapter 8

  Isa

  Ellie joins us a few days later with no fanfare, and no initiation. She told Kurt her mouth wasn’t coming anywhere near his “little penis” unless he paid up. He said he didn’t pay for it, and she told him she didn’t give it up to high school guys for free. She told me he turned red, but he knows she’ll bring in good money, so he agreed. I see her talking to Grace near my locker and have to hide a smile as I walk up to them after school.

  “Hi, I’m Isabelle.”

  “Oh yeah, I almost forgot to tell you about the braniac. I guess the librarian look does it for some guys.”

  “Me, too.” Ellie says as she reaches out to twist one of my loose curls around her finger. “I’d totally do you, Isabelle.”

  “Um…thanks,” I say, holding back my laughter.

  “Girl on girl. I could totally sell that,” Kurt tells us as he places his arms around me and Ellie.

  “I could do it, Kurt.”

  “No, Grace. These two would be perfect. And I know just the client. He signed on yesterday, and I can already tell he’d be up for anything. Be ready for my text, ladies,” he says before heading down the hall and out the doors.

  “He’s only giving you attention because you’re new. I’m his favorite. I always will be.”

  I’m horrified as I realize that Grace needs that attention. That’s why she’s doing this. Dammit. She needs to see her worth, and she’s not going to do that while she’s on her back. Or her knees. “We need to get her help after this is over,” I tell Ellie after Grace is gone and the hall is empty.

  “Yeah. We definitely do.”

  “Thanks for saying…you know.”

  “Why are you thanking me? I would totally do you if I was into girls. You’re hot, my friend.”

  “Sure.”

  “Um, hello, who’s got the sexy teacher practically ripping her clothes off in the elevator?”

  “What? Ainsley said she’d erase the tapes.”

  “She did,” Ellie tells me with a wide grin. “But you just confirmed my suspicions. And won me twenty bucks from Jade.”

  “You two are ridiculous.”

  “Yeah, yeah. You know you love us.”

  “I do.”

  Both of our phones buzz right then. “Really?” Ellie asks.

  “I guess ‘girl on girl’ is what the client ordered.”

  “Lucky us.”

  We decide to take our own cars to the hotel so Kurt doesn’t get suspicious. He told us to just come as we are, because the guy told him he could care less about what we wear—as long as we take it off fast. Ellie’s not nervous about us having to do this, but I am. I’ve never been with a girl before. And while I’d rather it be with someone I know, I’d prefer for it to never happen.

  This is a different hotel than last time, and the directions have changed as well. After valeting, we walk in together, nod at Kurt, who joins us in the elevator. We ride up and down a little until we’re finally alone in there. He takes out a key card and gives it to me.

  “This guy’s well known in some circles. He can bring me a ton of business, so make sure he’s more than happy when you leave. He said he wanted just the show, but if he asks for something else, just give it to him. Anything.”

  “You don’t know what he likes?” I ask, confused. Kurt told me he keeps detailed files on his clients.

  “He just signed on, so no.”

  “How do you know this is safe?” Ellie asks, knowing full well that the two of us could handle pretty much anything.

  “He’s probably not. But like I said, he could bring in a lot of money. And one of you should be able to get away if he tries something. Call me and not 911 if that happens, though.”

  He’s completely serious. Kurt’s willing to send us into a situation that could get at least one of us hurt in order to get more business. Has he done that to Max? Or Grace? We need to get this takedown done soon. I know we want the bigger boss, but I don’t want any of us to get hurt.

  Ellie and I don’t look at each other as we exit the elevator. We make our way slowly until we hear the doors close behind us. We stop and look back, just to make sure Kurt didn’t get off to follow us.

  “What the fuck, Isa?”

  “I know.”

  “If whoever’s in there tries anything, I’m taking him the fuck down. We can get Kurt and his boss some other way. I’m not doing some kinky shit.”

  “Um, hello, we’re about to have girl sex.”

  “Well, yeah, but I was ready for that.”

  “You were?”

  “Well, as ready as I can be. Let’s just get this over with.”

  With a deep breath, I open the door and we walk inside. There’s no one in the living room, but neither one of us move toward the bedroom. If this guy wants us, he can find us. We take off our bags, but that’s it.

  “Hey, you’re supposed to be naked and getting it on,” Nate says, coming out of the bedroom.

  “Nate!” I yell as I run to him.

  “Hey, Double G,” he says as he hugs me tight. “Happy to see me, huh?”

  “Definitely.”

  “What if I still want my show? I mean, I did pay for it.”

  “You’re such a pig. You and your stupid friends,” Ellie tells him.

  “It’s so nice of you to always sugarcoat things, Brass. And Aiden’s not stupid, he’s just confused.”

  She flips him off. “Like you are with Jade, huh? And now I know why you hired us—you want to see if I really have a brass pair under my skirt, don’t you?”

  “No. I trained you, so I know you’re all girl. But you’re still the toughest chick I know.”

  “I’m tough,” I tell him.

  “Yeah you are. And no one would ever see it coming. Which is perfect.”

  “Why thank you.”

  “Now that that’s all settled, what should we do for the next couple of hours?”

  “We’re supposed to do “anything” you want so you’ll tell all your friends. I always forget you’re a star.”

  “I’m just a guy, not a star.”

  But he is. Before he joined the military, Nate was the top underground fighter in the country. In fact, the UFC still calls him regularly trying to get him to join. But he won’t. Since Selene got fired, he’s taught all of us, but he won’t fight anyone outside of when he helps us. People still know his name, though. I’ve been with him when he’s been stopped for autographs.

  “Okay, just a guy, tell me why you won’t go out with my best friend.”

  Ellie just went there. One of us might just end up leaving here a little bloody. Is it bad that I’m glad it won’t be me?

  “I don’t go out with anyone. I fuck women. That’s all.”

  “Then fuck Jade.”

  “No. She’s…she’s…”

  “Not pretty enough? Not sexy enough? What?”

  “She’s perfect! There I said it. Are you happy? Jade is fucking gorgeous, and strong, and everything I would want if I could let myself want a woman the way she deserves to be wanted. I can’t just fuck her.”

  “You’re all she wants.”

  “I
’m the last person she should want. I’d hurt her. In more ways than one.” He runs his hand over his short black hair before walking back towards the bedroom. “Do whatever you want out here. I just need to be alone.”

  Once the door is closed, Ellie takes out her phone. “Call Nate,” she says and then hangs up.

  “You know that won’t end well.”

  “The both deserve happiness.”

  “So do you and Aiden.”

  “Yeah, well, I’ve given up hope that he’ll ever help make that happen.”

  “Just don’t give up on him, Ellie. There’s still hope as long as you don’t do that.”

  “I’ll try, Wise One. I’ll try,” she says as she rests her head on my shoulder.

  We put on the TV, but spend most of our two hours talking. Although I’m closest in age to her and Jade, we don’t hang out much. They’re not as wild as Stella and Tegan were, but they do go out several nights a week. I’m always invited to go out with them—and everyone else—but I tend to stay in. Audrey and I are close because we’re both Maggie’s girls, but we don’t hang out too much, either.

  I just feel different than all of them. Because I am. No one ever makes me feel that way, even though I know it’s true. That’s why I would lay my life down for any one of them. And not even give it a second thought.

  When our time’s up, Nate comes out of the bedroom to hug us goodbye. “Sorry, I was an ass ladies. I love you both, you know.”

  “We know,” I tell him.

  “She called you?” Ellie asks.

  “Yeah. She shouldn’t have, but thanks.”

  “Just make sure to tell Kurt we left you happy,” she says.

  “As happy as I can be, you mean.”

  “Yeah, that.”

  I kiss him on the cheek and then we walk out. When we meet up with Kurt, he tells us he already got a text saying that we exceeded expectations. He also tells us we’ve earned a spot at his party next week. He says we’ll get all the details later. We part at valet again. This party gives me a bad feeling that I can’t shake. I hope I can handle whatever it is that’s going to happen there.

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  Mason