Secret Bay High Lies (Secret Bay High - Book #4) Page 4

  When I was much younger, he was the one person I wanted. Sure, I was only in sixth grade, and at that time it was nothing more than a crush on a naughty boy in class, but when I came to Secret Bay High, I knew so many of those feelings I thought were hate, weren’t.

  I never hated Damon for what he had done to me, and the more I learned about the situation, the less I resented him. I had been all for dating him, and I wanted to see where our relationship led. He was the one I gave my virginity to. He had stayed by me through a lot of the ups and downs during the first few months of me being at the new high school.

  He was one of the two people who had worked hard alongside me to help me find out what happened to my parents, and who stood up for me against the kids who were trying to tear me down. I owed him a lot, that was for sure, but more than that, I knew I loved him.

  I tried to tell myself that it wasn’t anything more than a crush, or that I was feeling love toward him because he was helping me. But no, I knew deep down inside, I truly loved him for who he was, and I wanted him.

  Susan was my only issue. I didn’t want things to be harder for us because she didn’t want us together. But, with the way she had brought Dean into the house without giving thought to how I felt made me want to do what made me happy in my life.

  She only cared about her own happiness, so why couldn’t I run a risk and be happy, too?

  But then, what did Damon want? He had asked me more than once to be his girlfriend, even against Susan’s wishes, and I had turned him down. Now, I wasn’t so sure I wanted to keep telling him no when there was a chance for us to be together.

  I didn’t want to spend my life alone, and losing Abby made me feel like it was going to happen.

  As if he could read my thoughts, Damon spoke up. “You know how I fell, Sutton. I want you to be my girlfriend. I’ve told you before, and I’ll say it again. We are nearly adults, and Susan can’t tell us what to do forever. We don’t have to tell her, and we’ll be careful so she doesn’t find out. But, it kills me that you are so sad all the time, and I want to be there for you. I’ve tried to prove it already, but I want us to be a real thing. I want this to be official.”

  He paused for only a short moment. “All I can say is that I love you, Sutton. I always have, and I always will.”

  I hesitated. I was shocked that I didn’t want to turn him down and hide my feelings like I so often did. Instead, I wanted to loudly announce that we were together. I wanted the whole world to know. That might not be a good idea, at least not now, but I wasn’t going to let fear – or Susan – hold me back any longer.

  “I do, too,” I said.

  Damon’s eyes opened wide with shock, but then softened as he smiled down at me.

  “Do you mean it?” he asked. “Really? You aren’t going to let anyone pull us apart again?”

  “I mean it,” I said with a smile. “I want you, really, I do. And I love you. I don’t care what Susan says. I can’t imagine she’s going to still be in my life even a year from now – but you could be in my life forever, if we just give this a real chance. And I want that.”

  Damon’s smile spread across his face, and he shook his head, the grin still there. It was a rare thing to see such a genuine smile coming from him – to see him so open to the feelings he was experiencing. He was often so shut off from the rest of the world, keeping everyone else at bay.

  He didn’t want to open up to anyone, and he made it clear he wasn’t going to. But there was a difference when it came to me. With me, he was willing to show a different side of himself than he’d let the rest of the world see.

  And that made me feel special, too.

  Now, however, there weren’t words to be said. We said all that needed to be, but now we both were thinking the same thing. We didn’t want to just say how much we loved each other, we wanted to show each other how we felt.

  Damon leaned forward once more, and I rose to the tips of my toes to kiss him. His hands traveled down my sides and to the back of my jeans, pulling me into him. I could feel how aroused he was through his pants, and it only made me more aroused.

  I was filled with a need I’d grown used to having – the need that only Damon could satisfy. I needed to have him inside me, I needed to feel him connect with me in such an intimate, beautiful way. I needed him in every sense of the word, and I could feel the trembling, eager tension in his body. He needed me, too.

  He moved his hands from my ass and to the hem of my shirt, lifting it up and over my head before dropping it to the ground. His hands were on my tits in an instant, followed by his lips. He kissed the top of them as he reached around my back and unclasped my bra.

  That was on the floor next, but I stepped in and pulled his shirt off before he was able to get to my jeans. We unbuttoned then unzipped each other’s jeans before we each pulled them off and nearly fell on the bed together.

  Though the door was closed and Dean and Susan were watching tv, we both still fought to stay quiet. The last thing either of us wanted was for Susan to catch us in the act again – last time she forced us to break up with each other after telling us that it wasn’t going to happen under her roof.

  But, she couldn’t keep us apart forever, and now, our lips were on each other’s again as our hands explored our bodies. I felt every muscle, every part of him as he ran his hands over my curves. My nipples were hard and erect, only getting harder when he brushed his lips over them.

  His hand ran down my tight stomach to my pussy, where he flicked his fingers back and forth, sending chills through my body. I took his dick in my hand, squeezing him, stroking him and making him want me even more than he already did.

  The harder he got, the more aroused I became. I yearned to have him inside me, and as he eased himself over the top of me, I spread my legs, smiling up at him. Our eyes locked, and he held my gaze as he pressed his cock to the wet slit of my pussy, then he pushed himself inside me.

  I let out a soft moan as he spread me open, filling me with his enormous cock. He held himself deep inside me for a moment, then he drew himself out before pushing himself back in again. I spread my legs as wide as I could, taking him in as much as I could.

  No matter what, I couldn’t get enough of him. With each thrust he made me writhe and moan on the bed beneath him, taking him all in, making the most of the moment, wanting him more and more, needing him.

  I dragged my hands down his back, letting my nails dig in. He arched his back from the pain, but the look on his face told me how much he enjoyed every second. He wore a shirt all the time now, hiding the bruises from Susan. She wouldn’t have the chance to see the marks of our passionate love making, either.

  Our eyes locked once more as he leaned down to kiss me, his cock sliding in and out of me, gliding with ease from our arousal. I was wetter than I had ever been, and he could feel the connection I had with him. It was intense, stronger than I ever thought possible.

  He continued to move in and out of me, each moment bringing me closer to orgasm. I could feel in his body how close he was to cumming, but I wanted to cum at the same time. This was the first time he and I had ever made love as an official couple, and I wanted it to be special.

  Neither of us needed to speak. Damon knew me well enough to know what I wanted through my body language. He was close, but he waited for me to gasp and moan on the bed, showing him that I was cumming. I clamped my legs around his body, holding him close to me as I came hard.

  At the same time, he thrust into me once more, pushing as far into me as he could as he also climaxed. His cock pulsed within me as he emptied himself fully, giving me all that he had inside him, not moving until he had finished.

  We were both out of breath, but we were happy. We both shook with the thrill of the moment, enjoying every second we had with each other. It wasn’t going to be easy maintaining a relationship like this with Susan in the house, but since she was so enamored with Dean, I knew it would be a lot easier than it was before.

  She did
n’t seem to notice things like she once did, and that only helped our cause that much more. She likely wouldn’t even notice that the two of us had become that close again unless she happened to catch us in the act like she had the first time.

  But, we’d gotten smarter. We knew she could walk in on us at any moment, so we would have to take precautions to make sure she couldn’t catch us off guard.

  Shoot, I’d gotten away with things in front of my parents before, and I knew Damon was even better at it than I was. He was used to doing things behind Susan’s back, and this was just one more thing on the list.

  Having our relationship official helped me feel a lot better, and I knew we’d only have to hide it for a short while longer. When we graduated and turned eighteen, it wouldn’t matter what Susan thought about us being together. She could say what she wanted, but we would be adults, and we would be free to do anything we wished.

  But, I also hated the fact that the end of the year would likely bring the end of Abby living in Secret Bay. I didn’t want to look forward to it, even if it did mean things would be a lot easier with Damon.

  It was another way I felt torn, but I knew I couldn’t change anything right now, and I had to just get through the drama one day at a time. It wasn’t easy, even now, but I was making it work. I had to. This was my life, and I couldn’t give up.

  I wouldn’t give up. Not on myself, not on Abby, and not on Damon. I would find out who murdered my parents, and I would be bold enough to stand up for what I wanted in life, even if that meant I’d have to face the consequences.

  I was in love with this man, and I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him. Susan could say what she would, but she wasn’t going to drive us apart this time. Shoot, nothing in the world would drive us apart this time. This was real, and I was firm in my decision to go through with dating him.

  This was the person I wanted, and no matter what other crap I had to deal with in life, I would fight to be with him.

  This was love. For the first time in my life I understood what it meant to love someone fully, and to know without a doubt they were the one for me. Damon wasn’t going to leave. He wasn’t going to let anything keep him from me. He made that clear, and I fully believed he meant what he said.

  He was the one who made me feel safe no matter what, and I trusted he would be there through all of the problems I was still facing. He was strong enough to stand by me, and he was determined to do it.

  And it only made me love him all the more.

  Chapter 5

  Damon

  I half walked, half skipped my way through the hall, a broad smile on my face for the first time in ages. I wasn’t usually cheerful at school, but I was so happy after cementing my relationship with Sutton, I could have whistled my entire way from the door to my locker.

  I couldn’t believe she had finally agreed to by my girlfriend. I’d told her I loved her before, but for her to actually tell me that she loved me now, it was incredible. I had a feeling she did. There just wasn’t any denying the way she looked at me or the way she acted when she was around me.

  Even when there was tension between us, I could see in her face – in her eyes – how much she really cared about me and how I reacted to the things that were going on with her parents’ death and what we learned about my own parents.

  She wanted me to be happy. Even after what I’d done to her in the sixth grade, she was able to look past all that and think about me. Even with the problems she was dealing with in her own life she thought about me. It was amazing.

  The feeling I had in my chest was amazing. I couldn’t even explain it.

  “Damon?” a voice cut into my thoughts, and I turned, feeling it was familiar but unable to place it in the moment. Suddenly, I froze. The last person I ever thought I would see again was standing in the hall. Older, taller, but the same shock of messy hair and a nonchalant smirk on his face.

  “Trent! Hey!” I said as I pushed through the students who were filing up and down the hall to reach him. We embraced for a moment in a bro hug, then we both took a step back to look at each other.

  “You grew up, Man,” he said with a laugh.

  “So did you. But, you look pretty much the same,” I said.

  “So do you. I’d know you anywhere,” he grinned.

  “What’re you doing here?” I asked. Before Trent had the chance to reply, the bell rang.

  “It’s a long story. I’ll find you at lunch and tell you all about it,” he said as he ran his hand through his hair and checked out two girls who walked by. They exchanged a glance with each other and giggled, hurrying up the hall to get to class. I shook my head but couldn’t hide the smirk that spread across my face. Trent had always been a flirt with the ladies, even as far back as grade school.

  I could see that the more things had changed in my life, there were still some things that had stayed very much the same.

  “See you then,” I said. We parted ways and I grabbed what I needed out of my locker as fast as I could, heading to class before I got written up for being late. But, it was hard to concentrate through the teacher’s lecture. All I could think about was the fact Trent was back in school, and how badly I wanted to catch up with him.

  The guy had been my best friend in the sixth grade, and one of the people I’d missed the most when I was pulled out of that district and sent to Secret Bay’s system. We were best friends, inseparable, even. It was in his house – in his bedroom, in fact – where Sutton and I had shared our first kiss in the sixth grade.

  The memory was bittersweet. Of course, I’d turned on her right after the kiss and it ended up being the start of her bullying. But, it was still one of my fondest memories right up to the kiss. The day I got to kiss the girl I’d been secretly crushing on myself.

  I couldn’t let myself think about it for long without feeling really guilty, so I decided to just think about the fact Trent was now in Secret Bay High. That was such a shock to me. Trent had grown up in a poor family. A family that struggled just as much as my own had.

  I didn’t know what luxury was until Susan took me in, and I knew Trent was right there with me when we were younger. I wondered what could have happened for his family that brought them to one of the most expensive high schools in the state. But, I could wonder all I wanted, there was no way I’d know until lunch.

  He might want to check out all the girls who were in school, but I knew he’d want to talk to me, too. I’d find a table that was right up front for him to get to me quickly. I wanted to make the most out of the time we had. It had been years, and though I never talked to him, I did think about him every now and then, wondering what happened to him.

  Now, I’d get the chance to find out. Maybe it would be a good time for the two of us to reconnect. I didn’t have much for friends now that Peter and Chad had all but fallen out of my life, and I could use a bro to hang out with every now and then when Sutton was doing her own thing.

  So much had changed in my life, I was eager to tell him about it as much as I wanted to hear what he was up to himself these days.

  I turned to the clock and sighed. It was only ten, so I still had two hours to sit and be eaten alive by my curiosity before I found out what his life had been like. I tried to focus on the class. It was all but pointless, but I tried.

  But all I could think about was Trent.

  “Here he is! The man of the hour!” Trent said as he slid onto the bench across from me. He put his tray down on the table and tossed his hair back, looking around the cafeteria with lust in his eyes. “I can’t believe how hot the girls are here, I’m going to catch so much pussy before graduation.”

  I laughed. “Some things never change.”

  “But some things do, and that’s why I’m here,” he said as he turned his attention back to me. “My dad, he got the promotion he’d been deserving for like years, and it launched us into the land of the wealthy.”

  He grinned.

  “That’s great!” I said. �
��It’s about time. So, how do you like it? Secret Bay, I mean?”

  “I love it. This is where I was meant to be my whole life. I’m telling you. It’s complete crap that I had to grow up in squalor when all these other kids got life handed to them on a bed of roses. But, I’m making up for lost time now. My parents both feel really bad that I’ve had to put up with so much poverty since I was a kid, and they really want to show me what life can be like.”

  “I’m happy for you,” I said, but there was a bit of a dry tone to my voice. Trent didn’t seem to pick up on it, as he was already checking out another girl in the room. I was happy for him, that was true, but there was something about his attitude that was putting me off.

  Sure, I knew what it was like to live without money, and I knew what a shock it had been when Susan had taken me in then transferred me to Secret Bay. I had enjoyed privilege a lot longer than Trent, but I had spent enough time without anything that I knew what it was like to be poor.

  Though I was much younger when I had started living the wealthy life, I wanted to believe that I was a lot more tasteful about it when it did happen. Susan never spoiled me, even if she did give me most of what I asked for. And, she still pushed for me to be responsible and contribute to society despite the fact she had a lot of money.

  Trent, on the other hand, seemed to think that the world owed him something because he had gone through a lot of his life without anything. As far as I remembered, his family did the best they could, and he still managed to get plenty to keep him happy.

  But, it had been so long since I’d last seen him, I didn’t want to argue or say anything that would cause tension. I wanted to have him back in my life, and I knew I would be offended if I started living the high life after being poor and someone told me to calm down about it.

  Perhaps it was just a fad, and he would grow out of it when he figured out money was just money. It didn’t mean anything as far as happiness or success in life. He’d figure it out soon enough. When it wasn’t all so new and shiny and he realized he had to be happy because he was, not because of what he could buy.