Every Good Girl Needs A Bad Boy

8

Brantley

I growled into Bella's mouth, my tongue taking control of her own as she whimpered above me. Flipping us over so that I was on top of her, I finally broke the kiss, resting my forehead against hers. "Wow..." she whispered. "What?" I chuckled, nibbling on her bottom lip. She moaned prettily. "Your kisses keep getting better. There are so many different kinds... I never knew." She sighed happily. "Have you never been kissed before baby?" I asked, half joking. "Nope. Never, until you." She blushed. I leaned up and looked at her then. "You're serious." I stated. She nodded. Bella showed me her hand, pointing to the purity ring on her left ring finger, as if to say 'duh'. "Wait, so you've really never been kissed?" She shook her head. "Never fooled around?" Again, she shook her head. "Never gotten fucked?" She blushed nine shades of red. "Brantley!" She squealed at my crude language, and covered her face with her hands. But still, she shook her head no. "Damn, I thought that was just part of the image that little fucker created." I said, referring go Bradley as I tapped her ring. "I'm sorry baby girl, why didn't you say something? I would've backed off." I said, moving off of her. Bella glared at me and buried her fingers in my beard, tugging me back over her. "I don't want you to back off! I'm tired of being put on a pedestal, like some.. some untouchable, breakable piece of China. I just... I need to be touched. I want to be kissed. I want to be held. I want to fool around. I want to be.. fucked." She whispered the last word with pink cheeks and wide eyes, but I'll give her credit. She looked at me the whole time she spoke, she didn't sigh away. I lowered some of my considerable weight onto her small frame then, and nuzzled her throat. She relaxed then, going soft underneath me. "What about waiting?" I asked her. "While Bradley put that ring there, I'M the one that says when it comes off. I'm not waiting for marriage or anything like that, I just... I never met anyone who made me want to take it off.." she whispered, ducking her head. I tilted her chin up so she'd look at me. "And now?" I rumbled, my voice deeper than normal. Bella's eyes nearly crossed at the sound of it. "Now.. I want it off. I need it off." She said bravely. "So take it off Bella.." I purred. "No." She said strongly. Her eyes flashed, she was up to something. I raised an eyebrow. "You take it off Brantley." She smirked triumphantly. I chuckled darkly, and she gasped. "Don't go writing a check your ass can't cash little girl.." I warned her, nibbling along her collar bone. Bella whines high in her throat, wiggling her hips snugly against mine. "Please." She whispered. And I was done. "You sure? Once that ring comes off, there are no take-backs, no do-overs." I warned her. "I want it to be you. I'm sure." Bella said, just enough sass in her words that made me wonder about something. I stood up and eyed her, she pouted. "Bella..." I started. "Nah.. no way.. no fuckin way.." I shook my head. "What?" Bella asked, moving to sit up. I raised an eyebrow in silent command, and she stopped, not moving. "Impossible..." I whispered. Bella glared and hopped out of the bed. She stormed up to me, toe to toe, and glared at me. "What?!" She yelled. "You wanna try that one more time?" I growled, a little aggression in my tone. She took a step back and dropped her eyes to her toes. "Sorry.. I... Umm... I meant why did you get up?" She squeaked with pink cheeks. "Eyes Bella." I demanded. "Yes sir." She quipped back without much thought, as she locked her eyes to mine. Both my eyebrows raised then. "Sir?" I questioned. She slapped a hand over her mouth, eyes wide. "I didn't mean- it just slipped out-" I stopped her rambling. Wrapping one hand around her throat as I stepped into her personal space, I put a little alpha in my voice when I spoke again. "Knees Bella." I growled. She gasped and dropped to her knees gracefully, palms on her parted thighs, her eyes locked to mine, and shining bright. "How long have you known you were a submissive?" I asked her. She moved to look away, but I wasn't having it. "I... I don't know. I just know that there's something different about me. And.. and I've read some books, about.. BDSM.. and.. and it just felt... right. So I kept reading. I kept trying to learn. But I've never.." she stopped and looked down. "Never what baby?" I coaxed her. "I've never done anything.. I'll.. I'm.. I'm sorry.." she blinked back tears. I dragged a chair across the room and sat in front of her. Patting my thigh. Bella crawled between my spread legs, and rested her cheek where I pat. "Why didn't you tell me little one?" I purred softly, my fingers running through her hair. Those big beautiful eyes of hers looked so lost. "I didn't know how.. I still don't understand it myself." A single tear slid down her cheek. "I feel... lost." She sniffled quietly. Wiping away her tears, I cradled her head in my hand. Content to let her finish talking. "When we met, you threw off this vibe. You just... overpowered everything around you. And I liked it. A lot. Then we got to know each other, and I liked you. A lot. And I notice the way you do things. The way you act, and I thought maybe.." she shook her head, unable to finish. I felt her little hands wrap around my calf for an anchor. "And you thought that I was a Dominant?" I asked. She closed her eyes and nodded. I stroked her hair softly. "I am Bella. I've been in the game a long time baby girl, I've seen enough repressing submissives to know that it won't change anything." I tugged her from the floor, up into my lap."Don't hide yourself from me. If my dominance calls to your submission, don't tamp it down. Show me. Let it out." I soothed her, peppering her forehead in kisses. She sighed and snuggled in closer, birthing her face in my chest. "There's no judgement here Bella. I want you to be unapologetically you." I rumbled. She broke then. Sobbing so hard her little body shook. Big hiccuping, body-wracking sobs. Little Bella had been pushing all of this down for way too long. "That's it Bella, get all that shit out." I cooed. "Daddy!" She cried earnestly, and clung  to me tightly, terrified I was going to push her away. "I'm right here Bella, it's alright little one. Let it all out." I rocked her gently then, swaying us back and forth until her sobs quieted into small sniffles.