Liesl surfaced from the exhausted slumber aware of three things.
First. Her body felt as if she had spent a week in a gym with every muscle she possessed aching in a way she didn’t know possible. Isaias had been an attentive lover. He’d had her five more times through the night, once on his kitchen table when they’d gone down to find snacks and water at four in the morning.
Second. She had stayed the full night with Isais and despite falling asleep at around five she had never slept as deeply as she had while he’d been wrapped around her. Merlin never liked to cuddle in bed because she ran hot. She threw heat from her body like an out-of-control furnace. She told Isaias if he got too warm next to her, she wouldn’t be offended if he didn’t hold her. He had responded he was Portuguese, and he craved heat and warmth and he was thrilled to have his own personal hot water bottle. He’d kept his arms and legs firmly wrapped around her while they slept. She’d thought she would struggle to sleep like this, but she’d succumbed quickly and had stayed asleep.
Third, and most importantly, the man who had held her the night before was waking her up with blistering hot kisses and nibbles down her spine while his arms were snaked around her chest, toying with her nipples.
“Good morning,” he whispered as his teeth nipped her butt cheek. “I know you’re awake.”
She stretched and with his prompting rolled onto her belly. He was massaging her ass and his fingers kept sliding downward. His tongue licked the inside of her thigh. “Isaias, what are you doing?”
“Well, I was going to wake you up for breakfast. I kissed your pretty little mouth, and you did this pouty thing which made me think of how good your lips looked when they were wrapped around my cock this morning. It made me hard, so I decided to keep waking you up this way. I didn’t think you would mind. Do you mind?” He chuckled as she wriggled her bottom against the bed with excitement in a clear display she was not upset in the least. He plunged his fingers into her and groaned to find her wet already.
“Ah,” she mumbled into the pillow, “I was having good dreams of this hot, sexy, man whisking me out of my brother’s house and giving me multiple orgasms.” She felt him pull his fingers away and was going to pout but then he lifted her ass up slightly and he slipped into her in one slick movement. He stretched his body out over her, wrapping one arm under her hips to keep her in position as he leisurely made love to her.
It felt sensual and sexy as their bodies slid together, skin on skin, his rough chest hair, scraping her back as he sucked hard on her neck from behind. She was probably going to have a massive hickey, but she didn’t care. He felt too good to refuse.
Six weeks ago, if anyone had told her she’d be in the bed of a man she’d known less than a week having life-changing sex, she would have thought them crazy. Yet, as he took his time loving her, she realized this was exactly where she wanted to be. Even if after she went home to her brother’s house Isaias said he never wanted to see her again, she would have zero regrets about the night.
Everything which had happened told her she was far more sensual, sexual, and playful than she had ever been allowed to be before and she felt very much like the butterfly emerging from her cocoon as he had called it.
She felt her orgasm building and knew from the way his legs were roughly moving against hers, he wasn’t far behind. She mewled as he turned her head to capture her mouth while she squeezed his cock hard. She frowned when he pulled out and came on her bum.
“That was risky,” she whispered into the pillow after they finally started breathing again.
“I know. You are on the pill though.”
“I am.” She nodded.
“I’m safe. I had a physical three weeks ago. All clear. No partners since then.”
“Okay,” she rolled into his arms, “you’re forgiven then but only because you gave me exactly what I wanted.”
“Which was? An orgasm?”
She laughed, “well yeah.” She snuggled into his chest. “What time is it?”
“Nine.”
She sat up with a start. “Oh my god. I was supposed to meet the girls at nine. We were supposed to go watch the house get plowed under.”
“I was too busy plowing you to go do the house,” he laughed. “Don’t worry about it. I messaged my crew and told them we’d be there after ten and to delay everything. I also messaged your brother and told him we were running late.”
“We’re really going to level the house?”
“Do you want to level the house?”
“I do but why do you?” she asked him curiously lifting up on her elbow.
“Truth?”
“Yes please.”
He took a breath. “My parents immigrated to the US right out of college. My dad is an accountant. Mom a seamstress. They became citizens. They moved here for a better life. Dad got a job working in a factory doing the payroll, but the factory shut down when I was five. There wasn’t a lot of work for him, and he ended up working in a convenience store located right in our building. It was downstairs. We lived on the floor right above the store. There were three other families in the building. He did their books, but he also worked the graveyard shift in the store to earn extra cash. With two small kids at home, mom didn’t work. We lived in this shitty neighborhood, and it could be rough, but we were happy. When I was ten, my parents were served eviction notices. Everyone in our building and three buildings on either side of us in both directions all got them. The banks foreclosed on a loan the owner of our building had taken and sold to a developer. Our building included my dad’s job. We had nowhere to go, and he was unemployed overnight. We had no family in the US to take us in. We lived in our mini van. CPS took me and my sister from my parents until they could prove they had a home for us. It took two years for Dad to get situated again in a new job and for CPS to leave us alone.”
“I’m so sorry,” she was horrified.
“The developer didn’t care about the people he was displacing. He wanted the land the building was on for a parking lot for a strip mall going in behind us.”
“Why? Why displace four families for a parking lot?”
“Twenty-seven families if you include all the buildings they took. As you know from our conversations this week, I got into flipping houses in high school with my dad. We took every penny we had between us from my odd jobs and his savings, and we started our business. I was a millionaire by my second year of college. My goal was always to improve a neighborhood, not ruin it with asphalt. I didn’t want to be like the developer who went in and razed people’s homes.”
“Then why do you want to raze this one?” she asked curiously.
“Because the company who tore my home down and made my mother cry for two years with longing for her children is McGrath. The decision to tear it down, was Trent McGrath’s decision as new CEO to the company. Bulldozing the house his son wants so desperately to raise his child in is giving me karmic vibes somehow. I want to do this for my mom. He made her cry.”
She was stunned by his quiet admission.
“Are you angry?” he asked, “I want to destroy the home you shared with him?”
She rolled him onto his back and sat astride his legs and stared down at him. “I think, this is perfect retribution to a family who tried to destroy yours. I will proudly stand beside you while you tear this house down.” She saw the smile edge on his lips before a wide one took over his entire face. “What?”
“I didn’t think it possible after all we’ve done in the last eight hours, but your words made me horny again.”
She slapped his chest as he laughed and pulled her down onto him for a hug.
“I am glad you came to find me Liesl, last week in the restaurant. I don’t know where this is going but at the very least, I am glad for both of our sakes, we both get to feel justice for the shit we have been through.”
“I bribed a billionaire for revenge. I’m badass.”
He smiled at her, “yes you are. Let’s go take our revenge.”
