The Love of My Bully

The smirk didn’t even distract her. “There is something really wrong with me.”

She moaned as he slammed his lips against hers. He wasn’t gentle. The soft hand on her cheek moved to grip her hair, holding her in place.

Putting her hands on his chest, she had no intention of pushing him away. She slid them up to wrap her hands around his neck, moaning louder as his leg pushed between hers. Everything in her mind screamed at her to tell him to stop. To not let it happen, but she couldn’t bring herself to. She wanted this.

His other hand gripped her hip and he pressed against her. The hard ridge of his cock was easy to feel through their clothing as he made her very aware of how much he wanted to be close to her.

This was insane and crazy, but she didn’t want it to stop.

The hand in her hair moved down, cupping her breast. Pleasure spread throughout her entire body, taking her by surprise.

She jerked away from the kiss, but there was nowhere else for her to go. Staring up into Drake’s eyes, she was shocked by how much bigger he was than her.

“What is it?” His hand was still against her breast.

“I’ve … I’ve never…” She couldn’t think of what to say because the truth was she’d never been in this position before.

The fact Drake was the one touching her startled her. She always imagined the guy to kiss her and touch her would be someone she liked.

“You’ve never been touched.” He suddenly pulled his hand back and she wanted him to touch her again. To not hold back.

“I need to go.” She went to move away but he caught her wrist, pulling her back.

“Did you want me to stop?”

“I don’t feel comfortable talking about this.”

“That doesn’t answer my question.”

She gritted her teeth, looking around for a joke to suddenly appear. There was nothing.

“Pru!”

“Where are they?” she asked.

“Where are who?” He frowned at her.

“Your friends. Do they have a camera waiting to take the moment?”

“What is going on here, Pru?” he asked.

“I don’t understand what’s going on. Why are you suddenly being nice to me? Why are you everywhere? What is with all the kisses and the touches?” Tears filled her eyes as she felt heartbroken at the thought of him playing her.

She didn’t want to be toyed with. This was her life. Her summer vacation. The last thing she wanted to be doing was arguing with Sean and pining for Drake. Nothing made sense anymore.

Drake groaned. He pressed his head against her shoulder but that didn’t give her any answers. It only served to irritate her. She pushed him away and tried to leave, but he wouldn’t let her go. “Please, stop.”

“I don’t understand. Okay? I know you want me to have some kind of evil plan. There’s no one else here. No friend. No nothing. I didn’t bring anyone else here. I saw you walking and I followed you.”

“You followed me?”

“Yes.”

“Don’t you have something better to do?”

“No.” He snorted. “What else is there for me to do?”

“I don’t know. Get a manicure?” She smiled at him.

“I stayed home this summer. I didn’t go with my family and for what it is worth, I’m confused as well. I’ve been with a lot of girls.”

“I know.”

“I’m not bragging here. I’m stating a fact.”

“I get it.”

“I don’t think you do.”

“You’ve been with a lot of girls. You’ve done it all. Kissing, having sex, all of it. There’s not a lot to get but I’m guessing you’ve done it all, and what is confusing you even more is you’re enjoying your time with me.” She took a deep breath. She stared at his chest but knew she couldn’t carry on without looking into his eyes.

Tilting her head back, she regarded Drake.

“I guess you do know what I mean.”

“I happen to have a brain. I’m confused. I’ve never been with a guy. You’re the first person I’ve ever kissed. Believe me when I say I don’t have a clue what’s going on here.”

“I figured you and Sean were an item.”

She looked away. Thinking of Sean made her feel guilty.

“What is it? What did I say to piss you off?”

“It’s not you.” She groaned.

“Sean?”

“Yeah, how do you know?”

“The only person I know you hang out with besides Ree is Sean. What’s wrong with him? What does that have to do with me?”

“You know he doesn’t like you and he wants me to talk to him about what’s going on here, and the truth is I don’t have a clue what’s going on. I’m so confused all the time. This isn’t supposed to be anything. It’s getting too complicated and I can’t stand it.” She shook her head, staring down at where he still held her. “Please, let me go.”

He didn’t.

She waited.

His gaze was on her wrist.