Marrying my high school bully

Melissa

I couldn’t let him go back in like that so I knocked again. “Look, I know you don’t want to talk to me and I deserve it, but I beg that you give me a chance to explain everything to you.”

His door flung open almost immediately and then he did the unexpected. One moment I was pleading to get in, the next month I was being swept off my feet and tossed on the bed like a pack of cards.

His eyes darkened as he lowered himself over me, his hands forming a cage by my sides, with me in between.

“What are you doing to me, Melissa?” He growled and brought his lips closer to the nape of my neck. “Why can’t I stop thinking about you?”

His guttural groans cause my body to spike with pleasure. I was ready for anything he planned to do to me and I didn’t want him to hold back.

We could have the conversation later.

“The feeling is mutual, sweetheart,” I said, locking my gaze on him.

He trailed his fingers around the fabric of his shirt which came off with one rip. I was naked underneath him and I liked it. A pool had already formed between my thighs and my core ached for his touch.

“I’m going to punish you for treating me this way.” He rumbled and I let out a moan as he fondled my tits roughly.

“I’m down for anything…” I rasped and tried to touch his hair, but he whipped a hard glare at me.

He spread my thighs, his fingers trailing from my aching nub to my wet hole and then he thrust in without warning, eliciting a gasp from me. “You aren’t allowed to touch me except I permit you to.” He warned and added another finger, pumping in and out of me so hard that I saw stars twinkle behind my eyes.

My hands stretched to the sides of the bed, but I dared not touch anything. I writhed uncontrollably under him, my body craving for more than just his skilled fingers.

How much I missed his cock.

“Just fuck me already!” I screamed as my release threatened to break forth.

He spanked my ass hard, the painful sensation combined with the pleasure I felt in my core and threatened to wreck me apart. “You don’t get to tell me what to do.”

My breathing had become ragged, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to hold off my release. “I can’t hold it back. I’m so close.” I screamed at the top of my voice, grinding against his fingers.

He pinched my nipple and scowled. “Number two rule, you won’t come unless I ask you to.” He ordered and I hissed in exasperation. “My cock is in charge of giving you a mind-blowing orgasm for today. Do you hear me?” He demanded with a dirty tone.

I nodded, knowing that I had no say anymore. I’d relinquished my control and he wasn’t going to give it back. His thumb grazed my clit and I shuddered again, biting my lips to suppress the urge to scream.

He pulled down his baggy pants and his hard cock sprang free. “You will be mine, no matter what.”

I was already his. He just didn’t realize that yet.

His strong hands settled on my thighs as he guided his shaft into me and began thrusting in with every streak of anger and resentment he might have had for me.

He grabbed a fistful of my hair, his body forming an arc over mine as he rammed into me with all his strength. I thought I’d break, but I didn’t because my body began to hum with pleasure again.

“Can I touch you?” I whispered, my hazy eyes pleading silently.

He smirked and spanked my ass. “You can’t, baby. You’ll have to bear it without doing anything, alright.”

I’d never seen this side of Dexter before, not even when I was still known as Lorraine. He seemed to be overcome by his angst and if he kept going this way with me, I might get hurt.

Though my body enjoyed it, betraying me and producing more juices, my heart was splitting into two.

“Tell me that you are mine, Melissa.” He took me aggressively.

My eyes turned misty but I fought off the tears. I asked for it anyway.

“Say it, goddammit!” He hollered.

“I’m yours, Dexter. I belong to you and I’m not going to hurt you again.” I said softly and he halted, his eyes softening as if he just realized what he had been doing.

He quickly pulled out, his dick returning to a flaccid state. He quickly palmed my face, forcing my eyes to meet his. “Did I hurt you?” His voice shook with uncertainty as he searched my face for an answer.

“Maybe you did, but I deserved it,” I replied tiredly.

He moved away from me and banged his fist on the drawer. “Oh God. I shouldn’t have done that to you. I lost my control and I took out my frustrations on you.”

“I’m the cause of your frustration, Dexter,” I said, trying to make him feel better.

“Don’t say that, sweetheart.” His broad palms covered his face again and I could feel the turmoil brewing within him. “I’m so sorry, Melissa. I’m never like this.”

“I know.”

“How do you know?” He asked and I rolled my eyes, clamping my thighs since the show was over.

“I just happen to know that you are a good man and you don’t hurt people on purpose. Agreed you went a bit overboard, but I liked how rough you were. And I also want to say that I’m sorry for cutting you off. You don’t deserve what I did.”

He slid back into the bed. “I know that, and I have some questions for you.” He was already returning to his normal self which made me feel better.

“Bring it on.”

“What is your main reason for trying to be CEO of Hills Jewelry?” I batted my lashes, trying to feign ignorance, then he added. “I know it’s not because you just feel like investing. When you talk about your goals, I see angry sparks in your eyes so tell me about it. ”Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

I sighed and tilted my face to the other side, contemplating on telling him the whole truth or not. There was no evidence to prove that I didn’t kill Victoria so I decided not to tell him yet, but it wouldn’t kill me to tell him the real reason for trying to reclaim my inheritance.

“That company belongs to my-”

A loud shriek reverberated from the room close to us and we both scrambled out of the bed. I quickly tossed on Dexter’s shirt while he put on his pants, and then we hurried to the room the noise emanated from.

Dexter pushed the door open and we found Lilly on her feet, rubbing her eyes with her face puffy and red. He carried her and gasped in surprise.

“She’s burning up.” He said worriedly while I placed my fingers on her forehead to confirm.

“I think she has a fever. Do you think we can go to the hospital right now?” I suggested.

“I have to.” He almost broke into a run, then he halted in his tracks when he noticed that I was coming behind him. “You can stay back and rest. I’ll take care of this.”

I shook my head and placed my hand on his shoulder. “Lilly is sick and I’m worried about her as well so I’ll come with you. Don’t worry about me.”

He smiled and planted a kiss on my lips. “Thank you for being with me, Melissa. I…” He caught himself right away and veered off, leaving me disappointed as I wanted him to complete his statement.