The Love of My Bully

Pru wasn’t like any of them. She didn’t come to him when he called.

“I can wait,” he said. The words slipped out of his mouth before he could stop them. He didn’t even know why he said them. This wasn’t going to be a relationship.

All he wanted from her was her cherry. That was it.

She offered him a smile and all the vile insults he could throw at her left his mind. He didn’t want to hurt her. Not right now. It didn’t seem right.

“I don’t know what’s going on inside that head and I’ve got a feeling I don’t ever want to know.” She cupped his face, her touch shocking him even more. There was something in her gaze. He didn’t know what it was, but he couldn’t look away. He held on to her arms, hoping to ground himself, to hold on to this moment and never let it go. Was it possible to love a single second so much you didn’t want it to pass?

She leaned in close and her lips crashed against his.

Sinking his fingers into her hair, he pushed his thoughts and fears aside and simply basked in all that was Pru.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, and he kissed her harder. She opened her lips and he slid his tongue across her mouth before plunging inside. Pru released a moan, and he loved the sound, especially as she ground herself against him. His cock was so close to her.

Pru didn’t want to have sex but that was more than fine with him. There were other enjoyable ways to have some fun.

Running his fingers across her back, he touched her panties, giving them a little tug.

She pulled away from his lips, and without giving her chance to stop him, he moved her so she was beneath him and he had all the control.

“What are you doing?”

“Don’t worry. I know your limits. I’m not going to push you yet, but I’m not going to be a good boy for long.”

They were chalk and cheese, and yet, he didn’t want to be anywhere else. How the fuck did that work? There was no way this would ever last, but it didn’t mean they couldn’t have some fun.

Kissing down her body, he pressed his face against her tits, relishing the feel of them. He pulled back one of the bra cups and out popped her tit. She had large, pointed nipples.

“Someone is very happy to see me,” he said, sucking on her nipple.

No one had done this to her. He was the first and only one to be with her, and that did something to him. Virgins weren’t a conquest for him. The prospect of being with a virgin didn’t fill him with excitement. When it came to Pru, though, he liked that she didn’t know anyone else.

Pushing all of his confusing thoughts and feelings aside, he focused on her. Touching her body, kissing her, wanting her. Every single part of him was excited at just being with her.

Moving between her thighs, he pulled down her panties and spread her legs apart.

“Drake?”

“It’s okay.”

She nibbled her lip, and he saw how scared she was.

He kissed back up her body until he was at her mouth, taking her lips, and he knew he didn’t want to rush this with her. How crazy was it that he didn’t want to rush? He was more than happy to take it at Pru’s pace. It didn’t mean he couldn’t get her used to his touches.

When he cupped her pussy once again, she gasped, holding his hand. “Drake?”

“I’m not going to hurt you. I’ve promised you I won’t do anything that you don’t like.”

“You don’t know that.”

“I know what I can do to you, and believe me, you’re going to like this.”

She stared at him with that cute little frown.

“You’re still doubting me.”

“It’s hard not to. You’ve got all these other girls screaming how good you are, but what if you’re not? What if the only reason they say those things is so you’ll buy them nice things?”

“Do you want me to buy you nice things?”

“No. I don’t want anything from you, Drake.”

“Money is a huge incentive.”

“For what? To do something illegal and wrong?”

He groaned. “I don’t want to argue with you. I’m just saying a lot of people will pay a lot of money for bullshit.”

“I’m not like a lot of people, Drake.”

“I know that.” He kissed her again. “I don’t want to argue.”

She still held his wrist. “I … I’m not ready.”

He pulled his hand away. “Then I’ll stop.”

“Just like that?”

“I’m not a rapist, Pru.”

“I know that.”

“You didn’t think I’d stop.”

“I honestly don’t know what to expect from you. I’m sorry.”

He sat back. “I’m not going to hurt you. I’m many things, but forcing myself on you, I’m not going to do that.” He sat back and groaned. “I’ve got other shit to do.”