Domination

Part V

"I'm so sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Welsh. I didn't think Hayley would say that. I don't think she meant what she said," "it's fine, Helen. But we are leaving. Have a good day," my mom said angrily.

My dad was sitting with Mr. Hall watching the baseball game on the tv in the living room now. My mom however had other plans. She yanked my arm and pulled me out of the Hall's house.

"You, young lady, will not be-," "Excuse me, Mrs. Welsh. Would it be alright with you if I walked Gracie home. I just have a few questions to ask her."

Oh goodness. Why was he so hot? Harley closed the front door behind him and stood with his hands in his pockets. Gosh, that tan shirt made his chest, abdomen, and arms look so delicious.

"Fine, but no funny business. I still need to yell at Grace later," my mother glared at me. "You got it, Mrs. Welsh. It will only be a few minutes. And thank you again," he smiled at her.

"You're welcome, Harley," my mother smiled and walked back over to our house.

"I love the pandas by the way," he smirked at me. "W-what?" I looked at him. "The pandas on your shoes, they're adorable." I looked down at my shoes and smiled.

"They are adorable, aren't they?" I smiled at him. "They most definitely are," he agreed. I did a little twirl and looked at my pandas.

"Gracie, I know I've known you for 7 years, and this is kind of weird to ask you now since I should've asked you a long time ago, but can I have your number? I would just feel much better knowing that you could contact me if you were in any trouble."

I could feel my face heat up as he spoke to me.  "Oh, y-yes, of course. Just umm, I don't use my phone much, and I'm not very interesting," I muttered as I looked at my pandas.

Harley raised my chin with his fingers and had me look into his eyes. "Hey! Don't say that. And it's okay. I'll always be right here. And I could be a reason you start using your phone more," he smiled at me.

He handed me his phone, already opened to the new contact application. I put my number in and set my name as Gracie 🧸🎀🌻 and handed it back to him.

He continued to walk me to my house and he began to speak again. "Gracie, if you ever need anything, I'm right next door. And Hayley, I know Hayley didn't mean what she said to you. I'm so sorry for what she said. She was out of line, and-,"

"I-I know, Harland. And I forgive Hayley. She has her outbursts here and there, but she means the best. I'm used to it," I smiled at him. He smiled back at me in understanding.

"And, Gracie, I meant what I said earlier at dinner. You look absolutely beautiful," he said as he wrapped one of his arms around my waist and tucked my hair behind my ear again.

"Th-thank you, Harland," I blushed and looked down at my pandas. He tilted my chin up and my eyes met his. "May I kiss you, Gracie?"

His eyes kept flickering between my eyes and my lips, and I could feel my face heating up again. I nodded my head to indicate that I wanted him to kiss me.

"I need to hear you say it, Gracie. I want your audible consent," he groaned as he stared at my lips and licked his own. I nodded my head in understanding.

"I-I want you to kiss me, Harland."

As soon as those words left my mouth, Harley slammed his lips onto mine. He was so aggressive and so, so, dominant. And yes, maybe I was submitting to him. Just letting him take control. I loved it. His hands gripped my waist, hard, but not painfully. His tongue shot it's way into my mouth and one of his hands palmed my butt.

I accidentally let out a little moan into his mouth and the door to my house swung open. I spun around and stood in front of Harley. His hands continued to rest on my waist, even though my mom was right in front of us.

"M-Mom, I-I'm sorry," I looked at my pandas. I didn't know what to say to her. Hey mom! I'm french kissing this guy on our front porch, but I want him to pound into me hard and take me roughly like the little slut I am. :)

"Grace. It's f-," "Mrs. Walsh, it's my fault. I was the one who initiated it and she didn't ev-," "Harley. It's fine. Grace, come inside," my mom spoke in a surprisingly soft voice.

"B-Bye, Harland," I whispered as I walked away with my head down. "Bye, Gracie."

I followed my mom into our house and she gently closed the door behind me. "Mom, I'm sorry. I know you don't want me to talk to boys until I'm older, but I really like Harley. And I feel so much different around him, like I,"

"Sweetie. It's fine. I have a little secret to tell you," she smiled at me. She guided me to the couch and she sat me down next to her.

"Grace, my lovely Grace, I'm glad that the boy you chose to lock lips with is Harley Hall of all people," she laughed. I was confused. She liked me kissing Harley?

"He's a good kid. 4.0 GPA, never messed around with girls, enlisted in the Army. I like him, Grace. And I do have a secret to tell you. Your father and I, we, we may have had sexual intercourse at 16 years old."

"Eww, mom! Gross! You didn't have to tell me that. Disgusting! Oh my goodness. Bleh, mom. Gross!" I made disgusted faces at her. She just started laughing at me.

"I know dear, gross. But listen, please. I was doing bad things at 16, and you have stayed pure and faithful. I will always be proud of you, and respect your decisions. And I respect Harley. At first, when I was skeptical of it, you were 14. He became very attached to you for 4 months before he left for service. Obviously I was against it because you were 14 and he was 18, like that's just wrong. But he waited because he cares for you. I am just letting you know that I will support any and all of your decisions," she smiled at me.

"Thank you, mom. It honestly makes me feel better, but ummm, I'm going to go to my room now," I smiled. "Of course, dear. Get some rest. And also, another thing," she muttered.

"What's up, mom," I groaned. I was getting really tired. "I don't believe Hayley is the nicest girl. I just wanted to let you know that there are other girls out there that will be nicer and treat you better," she smiled.

"I know mom, but Hayley really isn't that mean. She just has a short temper and gets upset very easily. Trust me mom, it's alright. Now I'm going to bed. Goodnight, mom."

"Goodnight, darling."

I made my way to my room and flopped onto my bed. I heard my phone ping on my nightstand and I picked it up. A message was displayed on my Lock Screen from an unknown number. It read:

Have a good night, Gracie. Dream sweet dreams of me.  ;)

I immediately knew it was from Harley and smiled. I replied:

Don't worry, I've had enough of those. Goodnight, Harland.  :)

I changed his name to Harland 🤍 and fell asleep shortly after.

I woke up around 7 Monday morning and hopped into the shower. I shaved, washed my hair, and scrubbed my body. I dried off and put on a cute outfit for the day.

I wore a dark red flowing skirt with little white flowers on it that reached right above my knees, a white knitted long sleeved sweater, casual white lace socks, with beige ankle boots. Underneath I wore white lace undergarments.

I put on lip gloss and mascara and I was ready. My hair dried into its natural waves and flowed down my back. I grabbed my school bag and walked out of the front door.

I looked over and I saw that Hayley already left for school, so I'd have to drive myself. She started driving me as soon as she got her license, after Harley moved away. I turned to grab my keys from inside when I heard him.

"Gracie, hop in, love."