The Love of My Bully

They weren’t friends. Would never be friends, but he couldn’t stop. The need was too strong.

She didn’t fight him. After being tense for only a couple of seconds, she responded to him. Her body went lax beneath him and when he heard her moan, he was fucking lost. Why was their kiss so much more? He didn’t understand it.

It was just a kiss. Two lips together, meaning nothing.

This was the third time he’d kissed her and it was even better than the first.

Pulling away, both of them panting for breath, he found the coil of hate inside him a little bit smaller.

She licked her lips and it made him want to taste her again.

“I don’t want you ever kissing or touching Sean.”

“You’re not the boss of me,” she said.

“The way you respond to me, I’d say differently.”

“Let me up, Drake. I’m dirty.”

“Do you want me to let you up?” He pressed himself against her and she rolled her eyes.

“Yes, enough.”

“If you haven’t kissed and fucked, what have you done?” he asked, more interested in how Sean could stay around her and not do something. For him, it was way too foreign a concept to have Prudence near him every single day and not do something about it.

He’d only had Ree around him for a couple of hours and he took care of it.

“Not everything has to turn into something so disgusting. It’s not all about sex.”

“Oh, please. You’re deluded if you don’t think for a single second Sean doesn’t want to fuck you. He’s a pussy but he still wants one.”

Her attack took him by surprise as she suddenly drew her knees up and shoved hard. He wasn’t expecting it and so he ended up on his back. This time, Prudence straddled him.

He gripped her thighs, unable to help himself from touching her at least once. They were so thick and juicy. He’d never really admired them before, but he wanted them on him now, wrapped around him.

“Let’s get something straight. Not all of us are like you. We don’t need to hurt or control people to be around them, and we certainly don’t expect something from them just for the pleasure of their company.”

He tilted his head to the side. “You could have run.”

“Huh?”

Drake thrust up so she wasn’t in any doubt to his meaning.

She could have run as far away from him as she could. It wouldn’t have done any good. He’d have still caught her. When it came to her, he would always catch her. He didn’t know why he had this sudden need to keep her close.

There was no way a kiss could have that kind of control, and yet here he lay underneath her, willing to do a hell of a lot more with her. “You know, for someone who hates my guts, you sure like sitting on me.”

Rather than run off, she stayed perfectly still, surprising him once again even as he rubbed his hard dick against her. Finally, after what felt like an eternity but was only a couple of minutes, she got off him and marched back to the car.

“This is over. Stop following me around. Whatever you think is going on, you’re wrong. We hate each other, Drake. Can’t you just stick with that?”

Her face was all red and it looked to him like she couldn’t handle her feelings. Drake made no move to hide his arousal. He wasn’t ashamed of being horny.

Prudence had a body that he wanted and he wasn’t going to think too much of it. She was curvier and heavier than any of the other girls he’d been with, but he wasn’t picky. Climbing behind the wheel, he tried not to think of why his hands were shaking or why that fiery pit of jealousy seemed to spiral in his gut.

Prudence was nothing.

She meant nothing to him.

He didn’t have to think about her, or even look at her.

They were enemies, not friends.

She didn’t speak a word as he pulled back onto the road, doing a quick U-turn so he was heading back home.

He didn’t need to justify his actions. If she wanted to be silent, then he was more than happy to stay that way. When he got back on her street, he noticed Sean the pussy was waiting for her.

Drake kept his mouth shut as Prudence climbed out. One look at Sean and Drake knew he wasn’t happy. That only served to make him incredibly so. Sean was fake. He hid behind his glasses and nerdy tendencies and Drake had never liked it.

He turned his gaze to Prudence and saw she looked nervous, maybe even a little guilty. She had no right to feel guilty about anything. They’d done nothing wrong and if little baby Sean couldn’t handle that, then it was his problem.

“See you around, Prudence.” He winked at her and pulled away from her house, heading toward his empty one. He’d stayed behind this summer. The thought of going on any of his parents’ trips didn’t appeal. It wasn’t like they wanted him there and if they did, he had to be dressed up as some kind of doll for them to show off to all of their friends. The lies and fakery didn’t appeal, and with the end of school quickly approaching, he wanted to be on his own.