The Love of My Bully

“I have no idea what it is you do to me.”

“Shut up and kiss me,” she said.

He tugged on her hair, making her tilt her head back and giving him as much access to her as possible.

She didn’t fight him. There was no reason to. More than anything, this was what she wanted. “Yes,” she said as he broke the kiss to trail his lips down to her neck. She sank her teeth into her lips, waiting for more. Closing her eyes, with her head tilted back, she didn’t have to think about what she was doing. She could only bask in the feelings he inspired.

“I want more, Pru.”

“Not yet.”

He groaned and his hands moved up to cup her breasts. She didn’t push him away. He didn’t scare her. His touch only ignited the pleasure within her.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she forgot about all the expectations from her and took what she wanted. At this moment, who cared that he was her bully? Who cared that he didn’t want anyone to know about them? Neither did she and when it came to Drake, she was no longer going to think about what she could or couldn’t have. These stolen moments were everything to her.

Sinking her fingers into his hair, she tugged on the strands, hearing him hiss. Pulling away from his lips which she’d been ravishing, she asked, “Did I hurt you?”

“You know how to bite.”

“Are you complaining?”

“Fuck no. Kiss me, Trash.”

She couldn’t help it. The smile on his lips had her giggling. Kissing him back, she felt his hands wrap around her, gasping as he ground his hips between her thighs.

“I don’t mind us not fucking. I can wait. It seems with you, Pru, I can wait.”

“Good. I won’t be an easy ride.”

“Oh, believe me, when I do finally pop this cherry, it’s going to be easy. I’ll make sure of it.” He kissed her hard, stopping her from arguing with him.

Wrapping her legs around him, she pressed her pussy against him, needing the friction that only Drake could give her.

“Fuck, you’re going to make me break every single rule.”

“Then we better stop.” She broke from the kiss, dropping to the ground and staring up at him with a smile.

“What’s that smile all about?” he asked.

“I don’t know. I’m happy.”

“That’s not a bad thing though, right?”

“No, it’s not bad at all. In fact, I’d say it’s very, very good.” She giggled. If he wasn’t holding her hands in place, she would have covered her mouth. “I can’t believe I’m giggling.”

“It’s a cute sound. You should make it more often.”

“Please, you’re probably used to girls making that noise all the time.”

“I’m not going to lie to you. I am used to it, but from you, I’d say it’s pretty fucking cute.”

She nibbled her lip. “You’re a charmer.”

“You better get used to it. I’m going to charm the pants right off you.”

“There you go, talking about my underwear.”

“Unless you’re not wearing any?” he asked.

“I’m wearing a pair, thank you very much. They’re white, as well.”

He let out a groan. “You shouldn’t tell a guy what panties you’re wearing unless you’re willing to take them off.”

“Nope, not taking them off. There are some things you’re going to have to wait for.”

“Moving on. Why are you here, anyway?”

“Why are you following me?”

“You own my dick for the foreseeable future. It’s a given I’m going to follow you every single chance I get.”

“If you do that, people will find out about us. What then?”

“We live in a small town. Come on, people bump into each other all the time. I don’t see why us being seen together is going to be a problem.”

She ran fingers through her hair and shook her head. “You know what, let’s not think about what could happen and what might happen. I’m tired of being worried about something that’s not even going to be reality.”

“Thank you. Now, will you shut up and let me kiss you before I die of old age or something else?”

Pru giggled. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pressed her lips against his. “Like this?” She wasn’t kissing him and he sighed.

Gripping the back of her head, Drake showed her exactly what he wanted and as he did, all of her worries faded away.

Why should she worry about anything when he kissed her like she was his entire world?

****

“Dude, where have you been?” Carl asked.

Drake looked up from washing his car to see his three friends entering the yard.

“I’ve been here.” He’d been washing his car so it would look just right for his and Pru’s date that very night.

They’d been in a relationship now for a week, and he wanted to do something nice. It wouldn’t be long before they headed back to school for the final year; he didn’t want to think about all of that shit though.