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Sitting out in the hallway at the courthouse, waiting for our case to be called, I can’t stop my leg from bouncing nervously. Jace literally has to hold it down with his hand, and even then, it doesn’t stop it completely. I don’t think I would be quite as nervous if I didn’t have four pair of eyes burning holes into me from down the hall where my attackers sit and wait with their lawyers and parents. When I take a quick peek in their direction, they all glare except for one. Mason sits a little apart from the other three and has a smirk plastered to his face as he stares at me. I turn back to Jace and my parents who are oblivious to the others. I guess if they can ignore them, I should at least try.I place my hand over Jace’s that is still on my leg, and I give it a light squeeze. When he glances at me, I smile and mouth the words thank you. He nods and then lifts my hand to place a kiss on top of it. My face heats when I see that my mom noticed Jace’s little show of affection, and she
I don’t know how or why, but every time Jace uses that voice, my body reacts to it, not allowing me to disobey him. For the next few hours, my mind is completely on the trial and nothing else. My palms sweat the whole time Mrs. Simpson testifies, and when Jace takes the stand as well. He seems so cool and collected while my dad goes through his line of questioning, but I notice him start to waiver when the Defense steps up and asks him his first question.“Mr. Palmer, will you please tell the court what your relationship is to the Plaintiff?” The lawyer asks.“I’m Ella’s boyfriend.” He looks right at the jury as he states this so proudly that I have to grin. I also hear my mom chuckle behind me.“Jace,” the lawyer begins, “You don’t mind if I call you Jace, do you?”I notice the tick in Jace’s jaw right away, “Actually, I do mind. You may call me Mr. Palmer.”I fight the giggle that wants to burst out at his words and at the sight of the Defense lawyer turning a shade of pink, obviousl
JACE POV I run over to Ella as soon as I see her start to sway in the witness chair. Both lawyers are too busy arguing over this new evidence that they don’t notice Ella’s physical state. I get to her just as she passes out, even with the security coming at me thinking I’m a threat of some sort. She was about to fall forward out of the chair when I grab her by the shoulders and yell for help. The two security officers finally take notice of what I was doing and one of them is calling for somebody over his radio. I lift Ella up and then sit down in the same chair that she was just occupying while I set her on my lap. Brushing her hair from her face, I rock back and forth, talking in a soothing voice to her. Her mom brings me over a bottle of water for when Ella wakes up, and I’m assuming she will. I’m pretty sure that she fainted from the shock of the news that the Defense attorney just delivered. I pray that he is talking out of his ass, but I had texted my friend Finn about checking
(Hot & Steamy...BEWARE!) ~~~~~~~~~~~~ When Jace had dropped me off at home after court, my mom and I had a very long talk. It’s not what I wanted to do with my Friday night, but I’m glad I did. I didn’t think that my mom would be so understanding about me and Jace, so I was quite thrilled to learn that she is okay with our relationship. When she goes on and mentions how she had dabbled with the idea of trying a little kink with my dad I had to cover my ears and babble loudly because that is not something that a daughter wants to hear. “Oh, come on,” she slaps my arm playfully, “I thought we were sharing?” “No Mom, we don’t share stories like this,” I pretend to gag, “I share because you make me, but I’m not making you share anything with me.” “You’re such a bore sometimes, Ella,” My mom kids, “It’s not like I was going to tell you about the times we tried anal…” “MOM!” “Kidding!” She holds her hands up, “Geesh.” “The fact that you even said the word ‘anal’ in that way, turns my
JACE POV When I got home from dropping Ella off after court, everything hit me at once. The fact that those motherfuckers had dared touch what was mine; it doesn’t matter what sentence the court hands out, they deserve so much more. On top of that, Ella is leaving me again. I know it’s not going to be for long, but I feel like I’m going to go crazy if I can’t be near her as much as I am now. I know, I sound like a pussy, but now that I know what it’s like to be with her, I never want to be without her. Her being all the way across the country is going to be hell for the next seven weeks. I decide to go to the Training Center and see about picking up more hours. I am going to need to keep myself busy while I’m still stuck here, so I might as well work. I guess if anything, this separation will tell us how we will need to proceed in the future. I mean, she did leave last time for months, but we weren’t yet established as a couple like we are now. It was hell for me during that time, a
When Jace left this morning, I had a niggling feeling that things just weren’t right, but I couldn’t possibly tell him to stay so we could talk. Elise made things really awkward when she barged into my room. She’s another one that was acting strange this morning, almost as if she was being smug, which is so not my sister. So, after Jace left, I asked my sister if she would like to go get breakfast with me, down at the coffee shop; have a little sister bonding time. Instead of getting excited about it, though, all she did was shrug and agreed to go. I’m really hoping that it’s only Elise feeling abandoned because I left home, because that I know I can try and fix, but if it’s anything else, I’m not so sure.” Once we have our breakfast sandwiches and coffee, we find a table by the front window and take our seats. The silence is a bit awkward at first, but then I just say screw it, and be the first to speak. “Is everything okay, Elise? You seem to be quieter than usual.” “I’m fine.” Sh
WARNING: VERY EXPLICIT SCENE!!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Had someone told me that one day I’d be on my knees begging to suck a guy off or pleading with them to cause me delicious pain, I would have called the looney bin on them. I would like to think that reading all those dark romance novels is what turned me into a submissive masochist, but that would be wrong. I was intrigued from the very first book that I picked up in that genre. If I didn’t have this side to me beforehand, would I have enjoyed every one of the orgasms I gave myself while reading the erotic scenes? That being said, I have to thank the guy in front of me, who has me restrained to the St. Andrews Cross, a big wooden X with wrist and ankle cuffs, for helping me to explore this darker side of me. I never saw Jace as dominant while we were growing up, but he was always there, taking care of me, maybe there is a such thing as fate or soulmates, because he has always been my other half. Even for the two years of bullying, I wasn’
WARNING... VERY EXPLICIT SCENE!!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~ JACE POV She is absolutely fucking beautiful in this state. I couldn’t ever imagine having anybody else take Ella’s place as my sub, because I wouldn’t be able to find this kind of perfection again. Ella’s natural submissive state is the perfect ingredient in which I needed to be able to bring her to the state she’s in today. She has accepted the darkness that’s inside of her as an extension of herself and she is bringing it to fruition. Darkness isn’t a bad thing unless you use it the wrong way. When Ella asked me for more pain with the implement, I couldn’t possibly oblige. By doing so, I’d be helping to feed into the kind of darkness that nobody wants to have. I think of it like being addicted to drugs; you have a bit of darkness that wants to try s drug, let’s say weed, and maybe use it in social gatherings, but if you don’t keep a handle on it, the darkness grows and next thing you know you are making meth in your basement or sho