Bullying (21)
Grace
I could not breathe. I tried to move but I couldn't move a muscle. Jesus. Why can't I move? My muscles were stiff and my body felt pressed more into the bed than usual. A really heavy weight was settled on me. What was on me? Goddammit! Why can't I move? My face was blocked with something. I got breathless and out of desperation to breathe I twisted my head up when my head bumped into something. I heard a faint groaning sound. I finally managed to turn my head to the side. With half opened eyes I peered up.
And then the realization set in.
Jake was sleeping on me. He was literally sleeping on me. And he was shirtless. I was still in my robe. He slept face down on me. His torso was pressed up against me making my breasts flat against his chest whereas his hips se
