Bullied (Possessed 0.50)

“What do you want, Ash?”

“Well, I assume you’re here to give me my new credit card from Daddy and not to see that piece of trash,” she sneered, nodding towards his newest acquisition.

Reaching into his inner jacket pocket, he grabbed the card handing it to her with a parting shot before following his girl. “I control this one Ash; you have a limit. Be wise in your spending habits. You just might run out.”

With her mouth flapping open and closed, he left in search of his goddess. He and Ashley had a very strained relationship because of her greed and recklessness. That’s not to say she was totally to blame; he never took the time to spend with her when they were younger, mostly because she annoyed him. He hoped one day she’d grow up and they could have at least something more than bickering.

Seeing dark hair flowing behind a tight pair of jeans attached to curvy hips, he sped up to a slow jog. Reaching her, he lightly ran his fingers through her hair, whispering in her ear, “I found you my goddess.”

Shocked brown eyes whipped around to face him. She obviously didn’t think he’d come looking for her once she ran. “Wh – what do you want?” she stuttered.

A huge smile broke out across his face as he moved in closer to her. Wrapping one arm around her fleshy hips, he pulled her as close to him as he could get while weaving his other hand in her hair, he gave a light tug so her neck was straining to have her look up at him. With her mouth opened slightly, he could see her pulse drumming in her throat practically screaming for him to take her home.

“You, Cecilia. I want you.” He breathed against her soft lips. When she grazed her tongue against his lips to moisten her own, he couldn’t hold back anymore.

Firmly taking her lips in a kiss unlike any other he’d felt before, he devoured her soft moans. Her hands on his chest, flexing and gripping like she wasn’t sure whether to push him away or pull him closer inflamed him.

Nipping her lips, he forced his way into her mouth with his tongue tangling with hers, making sure to show her who was going to own her real soon. When she started rubbing herself against him, he slowed the kiss down not wanting to take her in the middle of her school for everyone to see.

“I’ll pick you up after class,” he whispered in her ear sucking gently to get her attention.

“I… Can’t,” she panted out of breath.

“You will,” he demanded with a deep growl in his voice. Making sure she knew there was no room for argument.

A cough behind them had Landon pulling back to let her breathe a little. The whispered, “Slut,” had him seeing red. Whipping around, he found the culprit smirking and laughing with his friends.

Walking up to them, he grabbed the petty dick head and slammed him against the wall. “What the fuck did you just say?” he snarled menacingly.

He had to be an over-inflated jock head who thought he was hot shit or he wouldn’t have said what he did next. “What, it’s true. Frigid bitch wouldn’t fucking put out in high school, all of the sudden she’s fucking men left, right, and center now. She’s a whore.” His buddies laughed.

Landon’s fist shot out and into the jock head’s gut faster than any of them could blink. “Try a-fucking-gain dick wad,” he threatened.

“Stupid fucking freak. She got golden pussy or something? She swallow when you blow? Should stick my dick down her throat, show her a real man.” School-girl giggling from his buddies again.

“Are you fucking stupid?” He was ready to break this fucker’s neck. Leaning in closer, he asked him, “You know who I am?”

“Who fucking cares,” he snapped back.

Another fist to the gut, just touching the kidney. Yeah, fucker’ll feel that in the morning.

“I’m Landon motherfucking Powers boy. If I wanted to, I could own your stupid jock ass.” Realization dawned on the pathetic dick. “Yeah, you seeing your mistake now?”

“Shit,” jock head spit out. “I didn’t know man.”

“Who the fuck cares!” he roared, “Since when does that give you permission to speak to a fucking woman that way? Are you really that stupid? All of you?” He directed his last question to his friends.

Watching Landon lose his shit because a couple stupid jocks called her a slut for basically humping his leg was frightening but also hot as hell. The anger that clouded his vision quicker than his lust for her was a major turn on. And that scared the hell out of Cecilia.

Her body never had that kind of reaction to a man before— Not like she had a ton of experience. But she’d never melted from a look either, and when he’d called her my goddess she had. Panty melting, pussy dripping, a puddle of lust in the middle of the floor kind of melted.

He’d possessed her in that moment.

Until he hit the jock.

No matter how well-deserved it was, she couldn’t get on board with violence of any kind. She spent too many years being the punching bag for bullies. She couldn’t handle watching someone else become one because of her. She wasn’t wired that way, so she ran before things escalated further. She knew who he was, so she knew he wouldn’t get into trouble. He owned half the damn town, and then some, so she knew he’d walk away without a problem.

Bursting through the doors of the economics building, she quickly started the two-minute walk to the bus stop in hopes it would come before Landon realized she was gone. Thankfully, he didn’t know her last name so he wouldn’t be able to find her. It wasn’t like anyone there knew her first let alone last, so it was unlikely they would give it up to him.