My Bully’s Love by Stacy Rush

Chapter 11

CHAPTER 11: TASTING HIM

“Good, now be a good girl, drop the towel, and get on your knees.”

Jace’s words stun me. My jaw drops as I try to comprehend exactly what he’s telling me to do, “E-Excuse me?”

His facial expression is completely serious as he lifts a brow when I question him, “Drop the towel and get on your knees, Ella. Don’t make me repeat it.”

“But…”

I’m staring at his chest, shocked into silence. Does he actually think that he can make me do that kind of act? It’s one thing to spank me but for me to get down on my knees and take him in. I can’t even say it!

“Ella…”

My head whips back up. There isn’t an ounce of playfulness indicating that he’s joking, in fact, I hear a belt buckle jangle and I

glance down. His belt is now undone and he’s undoing the button on his jeans. I shake my head back and forth as I look back up at his face, but there is determination in his eyes.

*You will submit to your punishment, or the contract will be null and void. You already know what Toby can do, so do you really want that to happen to your sister?” He raises his brow in question.

Igasp, “Jace, I can’t! I don’t know what to do!” I feel a tear drop down my cheek.

His thumb wipes the drop away, “I’m glad you don’t know what to do, because then I can teach you how to do it to my liking,” His smile is slow to form, “and it tells me just how innocent you are, but no worries, I will teach you everything you need to know to keep your Dom happy, and in return, I will give you so much pleasure.”

For some odd reason, as I look at him, memories of another time play across my mind; one specific memory, actually. It was the summer right before we were to start our sophomore year and we were cliff diving. Well, Jace and some of our other friends were cliff diving, I wouldn’t go near the edge of the cliff, never mind jump from it. I remember him taking my hand and asking me if I trusted him. I trusted him with my life, back then. He then asked me if I knew that he would never let anything hurt me and that he would protect me. Again, I said yes, but then his next question was a little weird and I didn’t think on it too much back then. He asked me if I would trust him enough to know what is best for me and to know what it is that I need. At the time I assumed he was talking about overcoming my fear, but now.I’m seeing it as a whole other meaning. One that I don’t think he even knew at that time.

I’ve heard of D/s relationships, but I’ve never known a Dom to be as young as eighteen, almost nineteen-year-old guys. Deep down, I think his sub conscious knew what he was meant to be, and it was already trying to train me way back then. I trusted that sixteen-year-old boy, but I’m not sure I can say the same for this almost nineteen year old guy. Was this how we were meant to end up? I’m not sure if this is what I want. I know I like some of the things he does to me, and I can’t deny the attraction I have towards him, but I still have years of schooling ahead of me. I don’t know how this all fits in.

A part of me wants nothing more than to drop my towel and kneel before him, but that’s the slutty me. The normal me is burning with embarrassment over him seeing me naked already and demanding that I get on my knees.

I’ve ever kissed anybody, and probably the hottest. The first time was when Mason forced me to kiss him in his car, so I don’t like counting that one, but then my second one, which was only this afternoon was nice until I realized what was happening and ran away. My eyes

to whimper, but when I feel the cool air touch my skin and realize that Jace just released my towel, I can’t help it. I don’t break away, though. I’m eighteen years old for crying out loud, I need to stop being such a pansy. Besides, Jace is hot, and I’ ve been crushing on him for years. I used to trust

against my mouth, “On your knees,

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means damn sexy. He runs his thumb across my bottom lip as his other hand pulls himself from his pants. He bites his lip as

moves behind my head

before a tinge of saltiness coats my tongue. The head of

doing just fine, Ella. You just need to relax your throat. I’m going to keep

to me, and I snake my hand down and between my legs, not realizing it. When I start to rub myself, Jace pulls himself all the way out, “I did not

as he says, he pulls my head back by my hair once more and slides back in. He gives little thrusts and then pushes in a little further. Drool falls from the

breathing through your nose when my cock is down your throat. Let’s practice.” Before he pushes it back in, I get a glimpse of it, and my eyes widen at the sheer

thrusts himself into my mouth, gagging me once more. When he stills, he talks me through my breathing before he starts doing little thrusts. He finally works his way all the way into my throat, and then groans, as

fucking beautiful wrapped around my cock. That mouth was made specifically for mine.” Placing his hands on both sides of my head, he starts thrusting a bit harder, “Now it’s

is already sore from being stretched around his girth and I know my throat

long before I feel him start to tense, “You’re going

last time and I feel hot spurts spray down my throat. He pulls back a little, so I feel his cum hit the back of my mouth, and I swallow. It’s not

Ella, you are doing so good!” He praises and for some reason I get a warm fuzzy feeling over

his pants before lifting me off the floor. I groan when he pulls my hand away from my core and tells me that I can no longer

Ella. This was a punishment. Maybe next time, if you’re good, I’ll let you come.” He ravages my mouth with his before helping me get into bed, “I want you to sleep naked, Ella.

as to what we are now doing, “Are you still going to bully me, Jace?” I ask as he goes to move away from

do, whether you call it bullying or dominating, either way, you will learn your place with me.” He bends down and kisses my forehead before turning

before she passed away, and I had overheard the nurses talking about it being a full moon. Apparently, the residents tend to get a little out of hand and a bit crazy during a full moon. That’s exactly what the hall of my school reminds me of. I just keep my head down and pray that I make it from class

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