My Bully

Nichole Mercer doesn't do much. School and then home. All that changes when her mom leaves for six months and she's stuck in the same house as her bully..

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I very unsuccessfully tried to go to sleep but instead i laid in my back, listening to the rain outside beat against my window. The sound usually put me to sleep within seconds of closing my eyes but tonight its magic failed me. I sighed, rolling over onto my stomach as i buried my face into the pillow beneath me, muffling my groan. I was so tired yet i’m wide awake. A soft knock came from my door, the thick wood pushing open just enough for a head to pop through.
“Nichole? Are you up?” Liam asked, waiting for my response. I sighed. Might as well wanna let him in.
“yeah, come on in.” I said, not bothering to turn on a light as he slipped through the door. I listened to his soft steps around my bed, the comforter being lift and pulled up as he slid into the bed next to me. I rolled over onto my side, facing his direction.
“So, Harry told me about the boxing thing. I’m sorry.” He started, his voice low as he spoke. I shrugged my shoulders out of habit, even though i knew he couldn’t see me.
“It’s okay i guess. Not a big deal.” I said, shrugging again. It was silent for a few minutes before anyone spoke.
“So you would say you worked pretty hard tonight, right? That your muscles are sore?” He asked, his low voice hiding something.
“yeah, i guess so.” I said, not understanding where he was coming from.
“Turn on the lamp by the bed.” He ordered. I mentally groaned, feeling to lazy to roll over and twist a nob. I did as i was commanded, blinking rapidly as the bright light momentarily blinded me.
“Roll over onto your stomach.” He said, squinting a little at the light as he looked down at me.
I did so, rolling over as i stretched. Warm fingers pressed into my shoulders, his large hands massaging my back. I sighed happily, his soothing touch making me sleepy. His hands moved down to my lower back, pushing into my skin, rubbing slow circles though my tank top. Shortly after his touchy hands made their way to my bum, his fingers massaging my sore muscles from lunging at Harry for hours on end. He tugged the covers down, revealing i was wearing nothing but a baggy sweat shirt and knickers.
“Mmm.” I soft moan escaped my lips as he put just the right pressure onto the backs of my thighs.
“Are you enjoying this?” Liam asked, his fingers needling at my legs. I nodded my head, to sleepy to say anything. After a few seconds i realized he had removed his warm touch from my bare skin. I opened my eyes to find him staring down at me.
“I want to try something. Do you trust me?” He asked, his dark eyes watching my response. I found myself nodding, telling the truth. I did trust Liam.
“Okay, sit up for me?” he asked, motioning to me that i would have to stop being lazy and actually move.
I sighed, moving to sit crossed legged in front of him. I closed my eyes as he placed his hands arms, gently massaging. His gentle hands moved up my arms slowly, taking his time. They grasped my shoulders, rubbing out the stress that had built there. His hands stopped moving once he reached my neck, making me open my eyes.
His face was just inches from mine, his warm breath washing over my skin as he exhaled. My heart beat sped up as he leaned in, his lips meeting mine softly. The kiss was gentle at first but soon became urgent. i managed to make it on my knees, my fist knotting in his hair as he pulled me into his lap, straddling him. His tongue traced my bottom lip, asking for entrance I quickly granted it, repressing a moan as he pulled my body down onto his, pushing his groin into mine.
I rolled my hips, grinding down on his growing member as he nibbled on my bottom lip. His kiss went down to my neck, almost instantly finding my sweet spot where my neck and shoulder connects. His lips left wet spots over my skin has his kissed moved to the top of my chest. My baggy sweat shirt was grasped and tugged over my head, leaving me in nothing but a pair of lacy knickers.
“I want you to lay down.” He muttered against my skin. I nodded, letting him push me down onto the soft mattress under me, still positioned between my legs.. I don’t know what it was, the caffeine before bed or the fact that it’s really late, but i was eager for what was coming. I wanted it. Craved for it.
His touch wandered every where, soft against my belly and firm on my breasts as he teased a nip with his fingertips. My teeth caught his neck, leaving a small love bite as i bite down, his moan vibrating through his body. He ground his hips into mine, his member straining against the gray material of his joggers. I tugged on the bottom of his shirt, telling him i wanted it off. He stopped long enough to yank the fabric over his head and toss it to the floor before returning to me.
I couldn’t help but smile to myself has he kissed down my chest, taking his time until he reached my panties. he kissed each of my hips, making my breathing speed up has he left a sloppy kiss on the inside of my thighs, blowing on the wet marks he had created. His teeth caught hold of the fabric, tugging it down a few inches before letting his hands take over.
His tongue darted out, bolding licking a stripe up. Pleasure shot through my groin, my fist knotting in his hair. He left it at that, kissing his way back up. He pushed his joggers down, kicking them the rest of the way off before grinding his bare member against me. I’ll be honest, it shocked me how thick he was. I don’t remember Harry being this big. My thoughts cut off completely has i felt him at my entrance, lightly rubbing against me. I felt my body begin to shake, not knowing if i could do this again.
“I’m,um, bigger.. than Harry, so it may, um, hurt a little more. You ready?” he asked, his brown eyes a flurry of lust and concern. Instead of doing what my brain said and saying no i did what my body said and nodded yes. Gosh, i need to stop doing that.
Shock and pain went through my body as he gently pushed in, slowly filling me. He stopped every now and again, letting me adjust to his size. His skin was clammy under my touch as i gripped at his sides, his efforts at trying to stay still while i adjusted being shown. He groaned, his self control starting to wear off has his hips rocked a little bit.
“It’s okay,Liam. you can move.” i breathed, my eyes closing at the pleasure, pain mix as he slowly pulled half way out and slowly pushed back in.
The pain was still there but it slowly subsided with each slow thrust his hips made. He quickened his pace just a little bit, still keeping it slow and gentle has his hips rocked back out before meeting mine a little. Minutes later i felt the pressure start to build in the bottom of my stomach, his hips sending sweeter pleasure signals with each thrust.
My breathing rate increased as i held tightly to his sides, taking my bottom lip in between my teeth to keep from making any sound. With one last gentle thrust, i released, pleasure rocking my body as i shook under him as he slowed his pace down but kept going.
“I’m going to go a little deeper, okay?” He said in a strained voice. I nodded my head, feeling fabulous at this very moment.
My eyes widened as he slowly buried his full length in me. I studied his face, noting how attractive he looked with his eyes closed and his full lips making a small ‘o’ shape at the new sensation. His hips rocked back out and into mine, a little harder this time. I didn’t complain as he repeated these actions, getting little faster with each thrust.
Once again the pressure built up in the bottom of my stomach, his own heavy pants and soft moans matching mine. His thrusts got a little bit harder and faster, making me wince every now and then though the pleasure never left. My arms wrapped around his sides has he buried his face into my neck, his heavy pants puffing out agains the sweaty skin on my neck. I released first, the second time feeling so much sweeter than the first.
Seconds later i felt Liam thrust one hard time and releasing before softening his thrusts out to a complete stop. He rested part of his weight on me, his breathing matching mine, which was short and heavy. He pulled out slowly, both of us moaning a little at the bare contact. We laid there for a minute, not speaking.
“I need a shower.” i stated, sluggishly getting up and walking around the bed to grab my shirt off the floor, tugging it on. Grabbing a clean towel, i headed to the bathroom.
One the water was running and my messy sex hair was combed out i pulled my sweater back over my head,letting it fall to the ground. Gawd, i have to pee. I sat down on the toilet and froze, looking at the insides of my thighs near my crotch. Random white spots doted my skin, all the way up to my groin. I felt my heart drop into my stomach. Forgetting my urge to pee, i slipped on my sweat shirt once more and stumbled out of the bathroom. Liam was laid out across my bed, his joggers hanging low on his hips once again as his fingers were locked together behind his head. His light brown eyes met mine, an adorable smile appearing on his lips.
“What is it, do you want help bathing again?” He asked cheekily, not catching on just yet. I shook my head, trying to find the right words to form the question. He studied me for a second before sitting up. I tried to ignore the fact that his tummy tensed has he did so, showing just how well he was built.
“What’s wrong,love?” He asked, concern lacing his sweet voice. I stared back at him in silence before i bluntly asked a very important question.
“Did we use protection?”    
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