Her Bully (Original)

Chapter 5

Did Devon Kingston just say he's in love with me?

"What?" I ask, not quite believing it.

He grips me tighter and pulls me into him, "I love you. I don't think I could really comprehend what love was back then but I know that's what it was now. I think I've loved you from the moment I saw you. And before you ask if all I'm after is sex, I'm saying I want more than that. You are my life, Eve. Everything I've done and built was for you."

My world explodes. The man in front of me isn't the boy who bullied me. This is a man who knows what he wants. Me.

"I don't expect you to say it back but I'm hoping you'll give me a chance to show you who I really am" tears glaze his eyes and I know he means every word.

He's expecting me to reject him. But I think a part of me has always belonged to him in some fucked up way despite what he did to me. I want to see if there's chance for us to move past the pain, together. If it doesn't work out with him then I can at least say I tried, maybe I owe it to the bullied girl I was to try to find something beyond the pain.

"Yes, I'll give you a chance" I nod, taking a chance on him.

His eyes bore into me, cataloging every emotion on my face. "I don't deserve you. I promise I'll never hurt you again, baby. I mean that. Never."

I kiss him, it can't be helped. He responds, kissing me and fisting my top and ripping it over my head.

Totally naked, I help him remove his shirt. But when I get to his pants, he grabs my wrist.

"I have something to show you" he murmurs, kissing my palm.

I sit back on his thighs as he finishes with the last few buttons on his shirt and removes it. He grabs my hand in his, slowly bringing my hand to his chest, until my fingers touch a series of numbers tattooed in delicate font. I realize it's completely different from the rest of his tattoos. The rest are all rough intricate inked designs, nothing delicate about them.

"What do these numbers mean?" I ask, tracing my fingers across his skin.

"Look closely" he says, hands kneading my ass.

I trace each number with my finger. At first the numbers look insignificant until I realize they represent a date. I notice the last two digits '09'.

"I don't understand. What happened in 09?" I ask, looking up from his chest.

"The day I met you" he whispers, hand on the back of my neck.

I stare at him, "How long have you had that?"

"Went and got it that day" he smiles, almost bashfully.

I smile softly, "Kind of impulsive don't you think?"

He grips my hips, pressing me down onto the ridge of his fly, "I'm all kinds of impulsive when it comes to you."

I'm the one to kiss him this time. It feels right. I haven't forgiven him yet but I know one day I will. For now I'll just explore what we have together.

I pull back from the kiss, "Drop the pants, big guy"

Devon chuckles, lifting me and setting me on my feet, standing over me and unzipping his jeans.

With a groan he reaches inside and fists himself. With bated breath and a shamefully wet pussy, I watch as he brings out his cock in a white knuckled fist. He drops the weight of it, letting it bounce, along with his balls, into view. It's long, thick and ruddy. There's a vein that runs along the underside, throbbing. The head is wet, oozing pre-cum in thick drops.

"Oh fuck" I gasp, staring at the metal lanced through the tip of his cock.

"Wait until you feel it inside you" he smirks tugging his briefs and jeans off so he's totally naked.

Devon reaches between my thighs and shoves finger inside me, stroking his cock in time with his finger. My core actually clenches when another thick drop of pre-cum rolls down his shaft.

Feeling bold, I lift one finger and swipe it across the head of his erection, touching the metal. He sucks in a breath and closes his eyes. I smooth the wetness across the bulbous tip and bring my finger up to my lips. I maintain eye contact as I suck my finger into my mouth and moan.

He grips my throat, "I would lick that creamy pussy of yours but I've waited ten long years to be inside it, I'm not waiting anymore."

"Fuck me" I whimper, letting him lay me down.

He leans back enough to drag his massive shaft through my wetness. His piercing rubs my clit and I buck my hips.

"I know you're a virgin, Eve" he says, meeting my eyes.

I blink, "How the hell di-"

He grips my hips and pulls me up so we're chest to chest. "I know everything about you, baby. I know that cherry is still intact and once it pops on my cock, I'll be the first and last to ever be inside that pussy"

"That's presumptuous, thinking that you'll be my last" I moan, teasing him.

The look on his face is nothing short of possessive, "I'll be your only, Eve. No fucking way am I letting you take this pussy away."

His possessiveness is overwhelming me, but it's not scaring me. Never in my life did I think I'd be giving my virginity to my high school bully.

"Take me inside you. I want you to be the one to do it. I want you to remember that you asked me to claim you" he breathes, lifting me onto his lap so I can feel his fat tip at my entrance.

Biting my lip, I slowly lower myself onto him. We moan on contact as my lips slide smoothly over his head and I take him inside me.

"Go slow, baby. I don't want you to hurt yourself" he groans, clearly struggling with his control.

He's breathing is fast, like he's just swam to shore from a shipwreck. I know he's battling the intense need to sink balls deep into me.

As I continue to lower myself, I feel the thickness of his dick stretching me. It's so thick and lengthy that it's almost overwhelming.

Then it stops, he's reached my virginity. I inhale shakily, looking at him. Devon looks barely in control of himself as he kisses me then takes over, thrusting hard into me. My cherry pops, pain only brief as I squirm trying to adjust to his girth.

His hands are clinched around my hips and his mouth finds my nipples. He suckles them both.

The world around us blurs when he's finally balls deep in me. I shiver in pleasure and roll my hips. Then I feel pressure against my g-spot. His piercing.

I cum, catching us both off guard. My whole body tightens and I whimper. Devon curses loudly and bucks beneath me. I feel the throb of his cock, can feel his cum pour into me and I arch my back, wanting it deep.

The pleasure of finally being with each other did us in too quickly. I seem to cum forever, my orgasm rolling into another. He continues to rut into me, moaning against my neck. I'm scratching at his back, pussy still clenching tightly around him.

When our orgasms finally subside, we're left with the blissful aftermath. I run my fingers through his hair and kiss his neck.

"Look at me, Eve" he prompts, tipping my chin with his finger.

"You're mine now. I've given you my cum and smeared your virgin blood on my dick" he growls, I blush when I look down and see the faint redness around his thick base. "Say it, baby."

I nod, "I'm yours."

He groans and kisses me, slipping his tongue past my lips. He's still hard inside me and I lazily begin to move myself up and down his shaft. His cum leaks out of me, making my thighs sticky. 

"I'll never be worthy of you" he whispers against my lips.

Everything has changed, nothing will be the same. Devon Kingston has me and in this moment I don't mind at all.