Breaking the Bully by Kane Jessa

Author:Kane, Jessa
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-03-22T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Allie

Over the years, my mother’s voice has started to fade from my head, but I can remember her saying, “Oh, Betty,” when something interested her. Or made her sit up and take notice. And watching the claw-marked muscle of Moore’s back shift in the darkness, I mouth those words to myself. Oh, Betty.

After we…

After what happened at the lake…

I don’t know what to call what we did. I’m scared to call it “making love.” “Sex” sounds too surface level for something so intense. “Fucking” sounds too coarse, too impersonal, when what passed between us on the shore of the lake couldn’t have been more personal.

We stormed. That’s what we did.

All this time, I envisioned Moore meeting girls on the weekends, forgetting all about me in a quest for momentary male bliss. But that wasn’t the case at all. He’s been…he waited. He waited for me. The bald honesty in his eyes when making that confession left absolutely no doubt that he…feels something for me. Quite a lot, if I can believe what a man says in the heat of the moment. None of what Moore said felt like bluster, though. Or a man telling a woman what she wants to hear.

It was as if he’d been holding it in and pleasure broke the dam of secrets, sending them rushing toward me. Leaving me to stay afloat in all of this new knowledge.

I sit on the back porch of the cabin, arms wrapped around my knees, watching Moore connect the generator so we can have light. When we got back to the house, the electricity wasn’t working. Now, shirtless, my nails marks creating patterns all over his back, he works on his knees in front of the machine, a line of focus between his dark brows. Every minute or so, he stops working to glance over at me, his throat bobbing, watchful and hungry, the outline of his erection back to pressing against the front of his wet jeans.

The newfound feminine knowledge inside of me purrs, stretches out on a fur rug in front of a fireplace and demands attention. My jeans were sodden, so I didn’t bother putting them back on. Now I’m clad in panties and a T-shirt, which is also drenched. My lack of clothing feels forbidden, in a way, as does being alone at a cabin with a boy. For the whole night. And I don’t know what to do about the desire he’s stoked inside of me. I don’t know what to do with the excitement of knowing we’re both new at exploring the bodies of the opposite sex…and all the ways we could do it now. Inside the cabin. Alone. No one to hear us, judge us, see us. No getting in trouble. Nothing holding us back.

Except for the abuse he heaped on me for two bitterly long years.

Except for the fact that I need to get far away from here, from my father, and it won’t do me a lick of good to get attached to this magnetic boy.

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