Good Girls Never Rise: A Dark Boarding School Romance

Isaiah pulled me back a little bit, whispering into my ear. “Did that answer your question?” There was something flirty in his voice, but I couldn’t even process it. I was too focused on what was going on in front of me.

My mouth parted as I kept my eyes glued to the girl whose head was bobbing below Shiner’s waist, and all of a sudden, things were twisting and curling inside my stomach. His hand quickly fell to her hair, and I pulled back as he began thrusting his hips toward her.

“Is…” I couldn’t stop staring. My eyes were glued to them, in awe. It was a world I wasn’t familiar with, like dipping a toe inside an ice-cold pool before quickly darting away again. Did I even want to keep looking? Should we leave? Wasn’t this…private?

Isaiah’s hand splayed over my stomach as he pulled my hair off my shoulder, letting the thick strands fall behind my back. “There are all kinds of places we hook up around here, Gem. Not just the dining hall.” He teased me, and I felt his chest rumble against my back. “So, yes. To answer the question that never left your lips. They are hooking up.”

A zip of lightning rushed down my spine and pulled at my insides. A ragged breath left my lips as I whispered, “Oh.”

Isaiah paused from behind me as I continued staring at Shiner's quickly moving hips. His tempo was getting faster, and I knew I should have looked away. He had come here with a girl to be alone. Not to be spied on by me with curiosity.

“Do you want to go back up to the bonfire? Is this making you...uncomfortable?”

Isaiah’s hand stayed glued to my front as his breath grazed over the sensitive skin that laid on my neck. I found myself moving my head to the side for more. I wasn’t even sure why I did it, other than that I enjoyed the feeling of sparks flying over my skin.

“No,” I answered quietly.

“No?” I looked down to Isaiah’s hand that was still laying over my stomach. He was moving his finger, barely noticeable, but I was too hyper-aware to not notice. Did he even know he’d begun rubbing a circle over the fabric of my skirt? Just below my belly button? Did he know how tightly things were coiled there? This felt so wrong. But so good.

I shook my head, my neck still craned to the side as his quick breaths filtered over my flushed skin. “No. I… I’m…” I licked my bottom lip, focusing back on the forbidden sounds I was hearing.

“You’re what?”

“Curious,” I answered quickly. “I’m curious.”

I heard Isaiah swallow from behind me, the roughness of it making my heart skip a beat. His finger was still moving in slow, lazy circles, but at some point, his hand had somehow traveled to the side of my hip.

“You’re curious?”

My insides spiked with fire as Shiner pulled the girl up and crashed his mouth to hers. Whoa. This was intense, and I was hungry to see what else they’d do. It was such a forbidden, dark thing for me to watch. But I needed to know more. I needed to see just what I’d been missing out on while being locked away in a basement for someone else’s sick desires. My head tipped to glance at Isaiah for a quick second. It was dark now that we were tucked away behind two trees, but I still found my way to his eyes. “What was she doing? Just a second ago?”

I turned away as I saw the sly grin slide onto his face. “She was giving him a blow job.” My brows furrowed. A blow job? What exactly was that? I stayed quiet as I began thinking over the words until Isaiah answered my silent question with a tone that made me clench my legs

“She was sucking him…” Isaiah’s hand clamped harder onto my hip. “With her mouth.”

The shock flew from the very bottom of my belly. “Oh.” My attention went right back to Isaiah’s hand that had suddenly begun wandering over my hip gracefully and inching underneath my shirt just enough to drive me freaking crazy. The pad of his finger against my skin felt like tiny little fires flying throughout my blood. “And…that feels good? When she does that?”

He huffed, his hot, seedy breath touching me like hot coals. “Yes.”

I nodded, taking in the new knowledge. My eyes traveled back through the jagged limbs of the forest as I locked onto Shiner and his partner again. My pulse skyrocketed as he quickly picked the girl up, wrapping her legs around his waist. He moved quickly, thrusting them farther into the wooded area and pushing her back up against a tree. It was too dark to see her face, but I could see the way her long hair flew back into the darkness. I could hear her breathy moans as Shiner did something to her that was likely similar to what Isaiah had done to me the other night.

“Gemma,” Isaiah whispered again, pulling me flush with his body. “We should go back up to the bonfire.”

Disappointment flooded my chest. “Yeah. You’re right.”

Neither one of us moved. Instead, Isaiah’s finger began working even faster. The long finger that was barely moving against my belly was swiping so low that it dipped beneath the waistband of my skirt and touched my panties. I felt the thundering beat of his heart as my head leaned back onto his hard planes. His earthy cologne sent my senses into overdrive along with the sounds of the couple several yards away from us.

“Didn’t—” I gasped as Isaiah’s other hand gripped even harder onto my hip, steadying me in place. “Didn’t the headmaster tell us to be normal teenagers tonight?”

“Mmhm.” His rushed whisper awakened something deep inside of me. It took everything I had to keep my feet planted firmly to the ground instead of swinging around and pushing my lips to his. Because that was what my body was telling me to do. It was telling me to kiss him. To touch him. To let him touch me.

“Is this...” I gasped as his lips touched the side of my neck. “Normal? To sneak away from a school bonfire to—”

“To do dirty, dirty things?”

“Ye…yeah.” Isaiah pulled me even harder into him with one hand, steadying me so our bodies were flushed together so tightly not even a breath could float in between us.

“We need to go back up to the school, Gemma.” The roughness in his tone and beating of his heart told me that he was lying. That he wanted to stay here just as badly as I did. I also wanted to take his hand and push it farther south where the bundle of nerves was. It was an erratic thought that was driven purely from something that had been brought to life by him on Saturday night.