My Bully’s Love by Stacy Rush

A Romantic Dinner

With the day being so emotional for me, Jace thought it would be a good idea to take me out to dinner. It isn’t anything fancy, but it isn’t fast food either. It’s a quaint little Italian restaurant that offers private tables and romantic music. Jace even pulls the chair out for me and places a kiss on my bare shoulder before I sit down. Thank God I changed from my jean shorts and tank top, into a sundress before heading to go fill out our statements. Even though, this isn’t a high-class place, I still would have been out of place with what I was wearing.

The tables are small, and they have sheer curtains all around, giving you a sense of privacy. A rose in a slim, glass vase, with a candle beside it, sits in the middle of each table. The server brings us two glasses of water and a basket of breadsticks when she comes to greet us. Leaving us with two menus, my eyes roam the area that we are in. I can barely see through the curtains, so we have quite a bit of privacy.

Once the server comes back and takes our orders, I give Jace my full attention, and smile, “Thank you, Jace. This is all so

romantic.”

He reaches over and takes my hand, “I wanted to do something to cheer you up, baby. I hate seeing you sad, and we also have to celebrate.”

“I thought you were going to take me home to do that?” | grin.

“Well, you know that will be a given, but I wanted to do

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something special, especially now that we don’t have to worry about stalkers.”

I suck on my lower lip for a brief second, “Can I thank you now, or do I have to wait?”

“What do you have in mind?” He cocks a brow as he grins.

Before I can chicken out, I take a quick glance around and then start sliding off my chair. Jace’s expression goes into shock mode, as I disappear beneath the table. A white tablecloth hangs all around, so I have complete privacy as I reach my hands up and undo his jeans. I hear chuckle come from him, but it gets cut short as I wrap my lips around his growing cock.

feel powerful. Being able to choose to do this on my own and not be ordered to do it, is just as hot as when he does order me to do it. Taking him deep into my throat and holding myself there

table, and I realize that the server has come back. I go to pull away, but Jace holds my head in

the girl has the nerve to flirt with him. Giggling and going on about how she will be starting college classes soon, but she’s only a senior in high school. On and on she goes

feels the need to continue the conversation

only then does he start trying to get the girl to go away, but she’s not taking

am here with my very sexy girlfriend, so I suggest you leave and only come back to do what you are being paid to

it down. Once I make sure he’s all nice and clean, I tuck him away and crawl back up into my chair, smirking. Taking my napkin, I wipe the corners of my mouth and smile sweetly across the table as Jace just stares at me with a satisfied smirk on his face. Neither of us say anything until the server

don’t get too full after the appetizer

as the server looks at me strangely because we never ordered any appetizers. I smile at the girl, “My boyfriend was sweet enough to feed me a special treat.” ||

such a little slut.” Jace says

“You love it, and besides, she shouldn’t

both accounts, Precious. I will definitely

for him, though. I know he’s happy that he’s doing something nice for me, so I will be patient, and let him pamper me before he turns me into his dirty little whore for the

me how much you want my cock, and I will give you two more stripes across your beautiful ass.” Jace

to me tonight as a little reward, and I told him that I wanted a good caning. I haven’t had a good one since before I was stabbed, even when Jude worked me over, it wasn’t anything as bad as I wanted. I’ve lost count as to how many I’ve received already, but I trust Jace enough to know how many striped welts he’s laid across my backside.

the dirty whore that I know you love so much. My greedy pussy is craving

very

out from the deep sting. One more, as promised, comes down before I hear him toss

what you wanted, baby? Is… this… hard… enough… for …you?” He fucks me so deep that I can feel him touching places that he’s never touched before. The burn each

“YES, SIR! GOD…MORE PLEASE!

before he even gives me permission. Not lecturing me for releasing without

Precious. I think

still panting, but I’m able to respond, “What is it,

pussy eater to do DP, don’t you?” He asks as he walks away and rummages through the drawers where he keeps all the dildos and

“Yes, Sir…”