Micah (The Corsetti Empire)

Before she could push him away, he pulled her back under him and pressed his sensitized cock between her folds so the head of it bumped into her clit. Her body tensed at the sensation and he ground into her, pressing harder than before.

“Mine.”

As he leaned over her, he sucked her nipple into his mouth, biting down as she yelled out in pain. It wasn’t enough. He needed more. She reached for him, pulling him closer and as her nails dug into his sides, his teeth bared and he caught the sweet spot on her lower neck biting down just above her shoulder until her body gave out underneath him.

Isabel’s head rolled to the side and her eyes closed at the sensation of the sweet erotic pain that shot through her body was incredible. Never in her life had someone used her so thoroughly, and the fear that consumed her in that moment was unthinkable. Not fear of what happened, but fear that it would never happen again. Her hands shook as she tried to lift it to wipe the tears from her face. Micah still had her pinned to the bed and, even with her eyes closed, she could feel him staring down at her. He caught one of her hands in his when she raised it and pressed a kiss into her palm.

“You’re okay Izzy, I’ve got you.”

The sweet words broke something inside her. The tears came without warning and the only thing she could think of was to run and hide.

“Look at me,” he said, pulling her chin up, so she had to face him, “Breathe, Izzy, you’re okay. You’re okay.”

He whispered it again and again in her ear until she regained composure. With his body pressed against hers, she felt grounded, safe.

“Don’t move. I need to get rid of the condom and I will be right back. Stay right here, understand?”

She refused to trust her voice but nodded as he pulled the sheets and heavy duvet over her naked body. She watched as he crossed the oversized room into the bathroom. With the door open, she heard him as he turned on the water to the sink, then a cabinet shut. It didn’t take him long before he was back in the bedroom and crawling into bed next to her. With a warm washcloth, he wiped away the remnants of makeup from her face and kissed the top of her head.

“Come here,” he said, reaching for her body and pulling it into his arms. She lay curled in his embrace and took a deep breath. Even after everything they had done, the scent of him calmed her shaking nerves. It was like he broke her into little pieces and now he held them together until she could rebuild herself into the woman she was always supposed to be.

“I’m sorry for crying like that. I don’t know what came over me.”

“Don’t apologize Izzy. Never apologize for your feelings.”

She didn’t know what to say, so she laid there quietly while he stroked her back.

“Aftercare is an important part of bring with someone.”

“What?”

“Izzy, I pushed you far, maybe a little too far, but I want to take care of you. I need to make sure you know that. At anytime if anything happens between us you are uncomfortable with, I need you to tell me. Honestly, I went about this entire night wrong. We should have had some conversations about limits and what you expect in bed.”

“Micah, I haven’t... let’s just say it’s been a long time since I’ve been with someone. I may be completely out of my league here, but you should know I was with you the entire time. It was... well, not to sound corny, but it was amazing, which is why I am having a hard time understanding why I got so upset.”

He lifted her chin further up and placed a kiss on her lips. “I will take care of you tonight, Iz. It’s my responsibility and I won’t ever take it lightly. Now, we should probably get up soon and shower. Besides, I need to tend to your neck and your thigh.”

She looked up and caught a sly smile that showed his pleasure having marked her in the way that he did. His finger grazed over her swollen lip. She had tasted the blood when he pierced the skin, but she had no idea how the rest of her looked. As much as she didn’t want to move, she knew he was right.

“Okay, let’s get cleaned up.”

“I’ll start the shower and get you something to change into. Have some water, and I brought fruit. I’ll be back for you in a minute.”

As soon as Micah was out of sight, Isabel’s brain started working on overdrive. What did he mean by tonight? Was this really a one-time thing? She grabbed a bottle of water and tried not to spiral into the oblivion of the self-deprecating internal chatter that used to plague her. Men were a complicated topic for Isabel and one she had avoided for years. It was easy in the past because she never felt like she needed a man. Now that she had hooked up with Micah, she couldn’t deny it any longer. She was crazy about him, always had been, so keeping other men out of the picture wasn’t hard. But now what was going to happen? She had slept with her boss, for fuck’s sake.

Leaning back into the pillows, she closed her eyes. “Fucking shit.”

“What was that?”

“What? Nothing.” Micah was looking down at her with a smirk on his face that was too familiar. Everything about him was too familiar. Damn, she really had fucked up.

“I’m pretty sure I heard the words ‘fucking shit’ come out of that sweet little mouth of yours.”

“Maybe I should go take a shower in my room. It’s really late and I need to get some sleep if we are going to get any work done in the morning.”

“No.”

“No?”