I gulp as I keep myself from being impressed by the sparks exploding on my skin and traveling down my neck and chest.

No matter how much I try, I can’t remember ever feeling such a strong reaction towards anyone.

And it pains me that I must experience it for the first time with a bully like him.

“Let me go,” I say through clenched teeth, but he increases his grip, making me whimper.

I claw on his forearm as if it would lead him to loosen his grip.

“You enjoy it, do you? Teasing me because I’m not like my brothers.” He clenches and unclenches his jaw as he...