Domination

Part VI

"Thank you for giving me a ride, Harland," I spoke quietly. I was so nervous when around him. I was currently riding in Harley's brand new blacked out Dodge Ram.

How did he afford this?

"It's no problem, baby girl. I can give you a ride everyday if you'd like? At least until Hayley and you are speaking again," he looked over and smiled at me.

I just blushed and looked down at my boots. "Umm, yeah, I was going to try and talk to her," I spoke quietly. "Key word, 'try'," he laughed at me.

"She's not a good listener, you know that. But trust me, she has no other friends. She'll come around, Gracie," he said as he took my hand in his.

Are we holding hands right now? Why was his hand so big and why were his fingers so thick? I couldn't help but let my mind wander to what those hands could do to me. Or more importantly, what those fingers could do to me. They could-

"My little Gracie, you have everyone around you fooled. But I know you, you're not the innocent little Grace that everyone thinks you are."

I could feel my face heat up again at his words. How could he read me so well? Maybe he can read minds?

"Umm, wh-what do you mean, Harland?" He just smirked at me and started leaning towards me.

"I saw your thighs clench together, baby girl. But don't worry, your secret is safe with me." He smirked and glanced down at my lips.

He gently pressed his lips onto mine and he pulled away when I let out a little whimper. "You are absolutely beautiful, Grace," he whispered as he gently touched my cheek.

"We're here," he smiled. "Have a great day." I opened the car door and gently hopped out of his truck.

School went by quickly. Hayley still wouldn't talk to me. I spotted Harley as soon as I walked out of the school. He drove back to his house and he helped me out of his truck.

We walked into his house with his hand on my lower back. I jumped in shock when I saw 2 guys standing in Harley's living room.

"Shh, baby. It's alright. These are my friends from training. That's Lucas and that's Alex. No need to worry, I've known them for years," he reassured me.

Lucas was a cutie. He had curly blonde hair and a big smile with the softest green eyes. He looked like he could be an actor. Alex on the other hand, I didn't like him.

He had black buzzed hair, black beady little eyes and a lopsided grin. His eyes roamed my body and I pushed myself into Harley's side even more if that was possible.

These guys were scary looking. No, they weren't as tall or as muscular as Harley, but the look in Alex's eyes scared me to death.

"Harley, man, who is this cute little thing right here?" Alex asked, walking closer. I backed up and stood behind Harley. "Oh! Is this the Gracie that you always talked about?" Lucas asked with big, hopeful eyes.

"It's Grace to you guys," Harley growled. Lucas nodded and stuck his hand out towards me. "Nice to meet you, Grace. I'm Lucas Samual. A friend of your boyfriend's," he smiled.

I hesitantly shook his hand and then smiled at him. "I-I'm Grace Walsh. Nice to meet you, Lucas." "You are even more beautiful than what Harley described. He would not shut up about you. I feel like I've known you my whole life," Lucas chuckled.

"Hey now, calm down Lucas," Harley laughed with him. "She is better looking than you described. And you never told us that she had a nice ass too. Goddamn, it's perf-,"

"Watch your damn mouth, Alex. She's mine," Harley growled at him and hid me behind his back. "I-I'm just going to go home. I'll see you tomorrow, Harland," I muttered as I ran out of his house.

The whole week went by kind of quickly. Hayley hasn't spoken to me, Harley drives me to and from school, and then I go home because Lucas and Alex have been at his house everyday.

I was laying in my bed when I heard the doorbell ring. "Grace, darling, could you get that, please?" I hopped out of my bed and made my way down the stairs.

I opened the door and there stood Hayley. I smiled warmly at her because it was just a natural occurrence. She gets mad, stays mad, apologizes a week later, then we watch movies and eat candy.

"I'm sorry, Grace. I didn't mean to call you a prude or a bitch. I was just upset because your mom kept calling you a whore and making nasty comments, even though I obviously was dressed more provocative and revealing. I'm so sorry, Grace. I didn't mean to hurt you and I shouldn't have said those awful things."

Hayley had tears rolling down her cheeks and she looked like a mess. Her hair was everywhere and she kind of had a bad smell.

"Hayley, you know that I forgive you. Now come on, you need a shower," I joked. She laughed with me and we went up to my room. I sat on my bed as she opened my bathroom door.

"I have some clothes that you can borrow if you'd like," I offered her. "Psh, yeah right, Grace. I know I apologized for calling you a prude, but you're clothes, just no," she laughed.

"Hey, give it a shot. I just got a bunch of new pajamas last month and they're actually pretty nice," I reasoned. "Ooooo, Grace fucking Walsh, did you get sexy lingerie?" She asked in a high pitched voice.

"No, I didn't. Not yet," I smiled. "But I do have these," I smirked as I pulled out my two sets of silky pajamas. "Oh my goodness, Grace! Those are actually cute!" She beamed.

"I'll wait here while you shower, then we can put on these silk pajamas and watch those 'rom-com' movies that you like so much."

"That sounds amazing! I'll be right back!"

I waited for Hayley to get done showering and she came out of my bathroom in her bra and underwear. "Now where are these pajamas, bitch?"

I laughed and showed her the two sets that I had. I had a baby blue and baby pink set. They were just pairs of spaghetti strap silk tops and silk shorts.

"Oh! Can I wear the pink one?" Hayley asked. I remembered how I woke up from my dream a week ago and decided that it'd be best if I wore the pink pajamas.

"Actually, is it okay if I wore the pink ones? I just, I got sick in them a few weeks ago and I think you'd appreciate clean pajamas," I laughed awkwardly.

"Yeah, that's fine," she smiled and slipped on the pajamas. I put my pajamas on over my lace undergarments and Hayley frowned at me. "You're wearing them wrong," she laughed.

"Oh. What do you mean?" I asked her. She just smiled and put her hands on my hips. She pulled the waistband of the shorts up to my waist and smiled. "All better. Now they aren't basketball shorts," she smiled widely.

I looked down and saw how short they were now. They ended right below my butt cheeks, but I somehow felt, I don't know, pretty?

"Movie time!" Hayley cheered!

We sat in my living room watching The Kissing Booth. I still had on my lace socks while Hayley was sitting barefoot. We both had our hair down and I don't mean to brag or anything, but we looked cute.

The doorbell rang and Hayley looked at me suspiciously. "Did you invite anyone over?" She asked me. "No," I whispered. I stood up and started walking towards the door.

"Damn, Grace, I wish my ass looked like that," she frowned looking down at her butt. Hayley has a good size butt and average breasts. I had a very plump butt and very small breasts. But Hayley made it sound like she had no butt. I wish she was more confident.

I opened the front door and saw Harley and Lucas standing on my porch. "Oh, umm, hi Harland. Hello, Lucas," I smiled at them.

"Hello, Grace!" Lucas smiled. I opened the door for them and they entered my house. "Grace! Who is it?" Hayley shouted. "Oh, we're watching rom-coms if that's alright with you guys," I smiled.

Hayley stood up and walked towards us. "Oh. Hi, Harley. Oh-," she gasped when she saw Lucas.

"Oh, hey Hayley! Nice to see you again!" Lucas beamed at her. "Um, h-hi again," Hayley whispered back, blushing. Did Hayley have cold feet?

Is Hayley blushing?!