Vindictive: High School Bully Romance (Kennedy Acadmey Book 1) by Mae Doyle

Author:Mae Doyle [Doyle, Mae]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-08T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Elle

“No!” I scream as I feel Clay’s body slam into me from behind. He tackles me to the ground, crushing me with his weight, but sits up enough to flip me over. There are rocks and small sticks pressing into my back and he’s knocked the breath out of me.

Kicking my legs, I try to buck him off of me, but he just leans down and grins in my face. It’s almost impossible for me to catch my breath and I feel like I’m swimming under water as I suck in air.

I struggle to breathe, but he doesn’t move from his position on my hips. He’s got me completely pinned down, my wrists locked in his hands and held above my head. Even as I try to squirm, I know that I’m not going to be able to get out. He’s grinning and barely panting, and I still can’t fucking breathe.

I am so screwed.

Before I can scream, he leans down, his face close to mine. “You can scream and yell all you want, little kitten, but we’re the only ones here. Everyone else is gone. So, scream like a little bitch. I think I’d like it more.”

He grinds his hips into me and I feel it. His cock. Fuck, he’s hard and he’s huge and I’m afraid. What is he going to do to me?

“Are you going to rape me?” I immediately hate myself for asking him this question and for the way that his eyes rake slowly down my body. My cheer top has pulled up and my stomach is exposed. He licks his lips as he looks at me before glancing back up at my face.

“No, Elle. I’m not going to rape you. But you’re going to wish that I had. Eventually I’m going to have you begging to suck my cock. You don’t have to like me, Elle, and I sure as fuck don’t like you, but I’m going to have you wanting me.” Clay grabs both of my wrists in one hand, keeping them pinned to the ground in the dirt, and then shifts his position so that he can reach my skirt.

“Never. Fuck you, Clay.” I want to spit into his face, but my mouth is dry.

He just laughs and slowly runs his hand up my leg, sliding it around to my inner thigh, squeezing my muscle. His eyes are locked on me but I can see that he’s starting to breathe heavier.

“Please.” It’s almost a whisper, but I know that he hears me. He raises an eyebrow, but his hand doesn’t stop moving. He’s sliding it farther up my thigh. I feel his fingers inching along, eating up every part of me, getting closer to…me.

And I can’t do a damn thing to stop him.

If he keeps moving his hand, he’ll know something that I don’t want him to. He’ll know that I’m getting wet. Again.

Goddammit, this should not be happening. I should not be responding to him like that.

But it’s like my body and my brain have completely disconnected.

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