Page 52 of My Bully's Love

She looks me straight in the eye, “You know very well that I am wet. Now, I would appreciate if you would take me home.”

I raise a brow at her demand, “Wow, and here I thought you would want me to relieve you of your unpleasant state.”

“Like you would! All you like to do is edge me constantly. If I were a guy, my balls would have exploded from having a major case of blue balls for two weeks!”

“Ella, if you will just calm down, I’d be happy to take care of you, but if you continue to run your mouth, I will punish you, then I’ll take care of myself with your mouth, because I am so turned on seeing you horny and restrained!”

After a moment, she chokes out one word,“Please…”

I reach down and realize that she has soaked through her yoga pants as well, “Damn, baby! I’m going to take care of you, but it’s going to be my way.”

She nods furiously,“Okay, thank you…”

I undo the restraints, and she stands, but before she can take a step, I give her what I know her body loves. Deepening my voice, I command her as only a Dom would, “Now strip…”

Chapter 23

Letting Go

“Now strip…”

Watching him train a sub wouldn’t have been at the top of my list of things to watch him do, but I have to admit that it was hot.Is there something wrong with me in thinking that the guy who is interested in me is turning me on as he trains another woman?When I first saw him put his hand between her legs while inspecting her, I wasn’t a fan, but as I watched him work, I swear he paid more attention to me than he did the sub. Not once did I see his pants bulge either, while working with her. I did learn a few things about being a sub during the session, though, and it was enlightening. Now that it’s over, and I’m drenched, all I can think about is being able to come.

It’s like I’m in a trance as I begin to undress myself, stripping away all the barriers that are keeping me from achieving great pleasure. It’s only now that Jace starts to grow hard as he watches me undress. The sub was a beautiful girl, and so for him not to be turned on doing everything he did with her, but then get a boner when all I’m doing is taking my clothes off, tells me that he really is interested in me that way.

“Get out of your head, Ella. I can see those wheels turning, so no more thinking, only feeling.” He lifts a hand and gently caresses a nipple, causing it to harden, and him smirk, “How about you practice the pose I told you to memorize, so I can see that pretty little cunt of mine.”

I look over at the bed, and then back at him. What am I doing? I know what my body is telling me to do, but my head is so mixed up with different feelings, “Maybe we should just head home.”

“What’s going on, Ella?”

“I don’t know what you mean.” I bend down to grab my clothes, but he stops me, pulling me against him.

“Is this some kind of game that you’re playing with me?”

“What are you even going on about? I just want you to take me home.”

“A moment ago, you couldn’t get out of your clothes fast enough, and now you’re wanting to forget having me make you come? Why are you being a fucking tease?”

I gasp, “I’m not, but I can’t help that I’ve changed my mind!”

“Okay, if you don’t want me to help with your release then that’s your right, but you will help with mine,” grabbing my arm, he tosses me onto the bed, “So, how do you want to do this?”

“What do you mean? I don’t want to do this at all, I want to go home!” I try crawling off the bed but then stop dead in my tracks at what he says next.

“You do realize that we have a signed contract?”

“Are you blackmailing me just so you can get off? Well you get go fuck yourself, because I’m not doing it for you!”

“ON…YOUR…KNEES…NOW!” That voice, it’s like there is magic to it, making me submit to all of his demands.

I kneel on top of the bed and wait for him to do his worst. The only problem is that now I’m throbbing. My stupid treacherous body is doing it again. Tears roll down my cheeks as Jace steps closer, and runs his hand through my hair before fisting it at my nape. Pulling my head back firmly, he sticks his tongue out and licks part of a tear away.

“You’re so beautiful when you cry, Ella,” His green gazefeels like it'sburning a hole into me, “I hate making you cry, but at the same time, it turns me on. Why do you need to be a tease, hot and then cold? Why can’t you just accept our fate?” He bruises my lips with his kiss while his hand snakes its way between my legs. Yanking his mouth from mine, he smirks at me, “Your mouth says one thing, but your body, Ella,” he sucks his fingers, “Your body says something else.”

He shoves me backwards and grabs my legs, pulling me to the edge of the bed. Squatting down so that his face is right in front of my crotch, I start to squirm, but my ribs are still tender, so I stop. I feel his tongue lick me down there and I let a moan slip out. His thumb rubs against my nub, and with the sensation from his tongue combined with it, my body jerks in response.

“Tell me to stop, Ella. Tell me that you don’t want this, that you don’t want me, and I’ll stop right now.” His tongue goes back to licking before he thrusts it inside of me.

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