Breaking The Game [Book #1]

Chapter 11

Narrator

In the midst of it all, Allie knew what she was doing. It was time to commit some old crimes.

Kendra's hands were pinned on Allie's bed. Allie pecked around her neck. Kendra knew why Allie was doing this; she knew it was all because of Alix, but she tried her best to keep that out of her mind. She's wanted Allie like this for a while now. She didn't want to ruin her only chance.

Allie's mind was blank, focusing on Kendra's body. She slid her hands down Kendra's arms, releasing her wrists. Allie bit the green collar of Kendra's work shirt. Her hands kept traveling down, soothing Kendra's thighs. Kendra sighed lightly and finally moved her arms. Allie was lifting her shirt slowly and kissing her flat belly from her waist line up.

Kendra felt at ease. She had forgotten how soft and genuine Allie was when it came to physical fun. Allie exposed the black bra Kendra had on. She pulled the green work shirt over Kendra's head as Kendra sat up to take it completely off. Kendra looked into Allie's eyes and saw the hurt she tried to cover up.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Kendra asked quietly.

Allie pushed Kendra back down gently. "I told you I'm fine."

Kendra nodded and let Allie continue the search for solitude. Allie laid herself on top of Kendra and devoured her lips. They kissed hard. They shared the same air. Both girls started to get hot. Allie was slowly slipping into it, finally finding her rhythm. Kendra could only taste the dull pain that surged through Allie's salvia. This wasn't going to work.

Allie dug her hands into Kendra's sides, sliding her body downwards. She couldn't wait to hear Kendra lose her voice in the back of her throat. She missed the sounds of those lovely woman sounds. For those few moments, she felt powerful and in control again until Kendra sat up and stopped the flow. Allie backed up with a confused look on her face.

"I can't do this with you..." Kendra hesitated.

"Why? What's wrong?" Allie asked quietly. She sat on her butt.

"You're only doing this because you want to escape... not because..." Kendra looked away.

"I thought you wanted this," Allie said with her eyes fixated on Kendra's face.

Kendra looked back at her and sighed. "I do want this, but not the way you're giving it to me."

Allie laughed. "And how am I giving it to you?"

"You're giving it to me as if you want some type of comfort," Kendra answered.

Allie scoffed. "I don't need comfort. I just wanna bang."

"You want to bang Alix - not me," Kendra said quietly.

"She knows, Kendra," Allie said randomly.

"Knows what? About us?" Kendra said.

"Well not really, I think." Allie shrugged. "She knows that I sleep with a lot of girls, but I don't know what made her jump to that conclusion other than me admitting that I would sleep with her."

"Maybe seeing me made it obvious?" Kendra suggested.

Allie looked away. "Today was just... wrong; everything went wrong. I'm also starting to remember small bits of my past."

Kendra realized that Allie remembering her past wasn't entirely a good thing. She knows how dangerous suppressed memories are and with Allie's low tolerance of emotional pain, it wasn't going to be good.

"What do you remember...?" Kendra asked quietly.

"I remember being dragged out of my house." Allie looked back up. "My Dad - he dragged me out while my Mom just yelled and threw out my stuff."