Chapter 13 Teasing
LISA
"No, but really Lisa, that was so damn unfair."
I rolled my eyes to the back of my skull as we walked into the school premises.
"What was it?"
"How you acted at the party!" she yelled in exasperation, "am I even supposed to spell it out for you again?"
I feigned ignorance, "how did I act?"
"God! Stop insulting my intelligence please or I'm going to have to whack your head."
I chuckled, "but seriously Tana, I don't know what you're talking about."
"Yes, you do, girl, you rejected all advances then you stripped like that! What the fuck?" she exclaimed get surprised again, "you stripped like a total professional, and right now, I'm starting to have mixed feelings and doubt. I'm not sure..." she paused and turned to look at me, "I'm not sure you don't have a secret identity now because that stripping was too neat and clean. It was too professional."
"It's just something that I do for fun. There's not that much about it."
"That's too clean for something that you do just for fun and besides, who are you doing it for? I've never met a stripper who just strips for herself."
"Well, I'm not a stripper."
"Yeah, you're not," she shook her head dramatically, "you're just a girl who strips."
"Come on Tana, don't be so dramatic."
"I'm not so dramatic, I'm just spitting facts here."
"You're impossible."
"I'm just factual."
Oh God!
"And I'm serious, you're good, you're so so good, these days, you're giving me the vibe of this baddie don't mess with me girl, especially that car racing and the stripping yesterday! My God! I'm never going to rest on this. That was epic, that was top-notch, and that performance put professional strippers to shame. Are you sure you don't have so much sugar daddy you go off to strip any time you disappear from the hostel?"
Yeah, and I put a hole in their head or hearts afterward.
"Come on, if I've sworn off young guys, what can an old daddy do for me?"
"Exactly! Why would a girl with your kind of banging body swear off guys? I mean, most guys can be pretty terrible but we all need them around for steady orgasms."
"My vibrators have been doing and will always do good jobs."
She burst into loud laughter that made some passers-by pause and look at us.
"Lisa please, Vibrators are good quite alright but they're even better when someone is driving you over the edge of insanity with them, and forget it, no vibrator can beat a man's tongue lapping at your core, sucking you dry and making you wet all over again and toy dicks, no matter the evolution can never quite feel like a real dick. Girl, you need a real man to bend you over and fuck you in all holes." My cheeks heated up and my throat suddenly became dry.
"God!" I tried to lessen the tension building up in me and get rid of the images that were starting to form in my head, "you say the dirtiest things."
"What can I say? I love them dirty things."
I chuckled in reply.
"Okay dear, that's my class right there, see you tomorrow morning because I've got a party to swing by later."
"Yeah, sure, see you later."
We said our goodbyes and went our separate ways and no matter how hard I tried to get Cayetana's words out of my head, I just couldn't.
Her words conjured different images in my head and it made me realize just how thoroughly I've missed a man's touch. I could picture getting fucked against the wall, getting finger fucked, and riding a man's face into orgasm. That has never happened for 3 years. I started abstaining from sex.
I know 3 years was a lot of time but I couldn't bring myself to be with another man after Ben and the only guy I hooked up with in a drunken state. I've not felt any physical attraction to any man since then, I couldn't look past my irritation and even allow a man put his hands on me.
But now, I was suddenly getting all bothered about sex, about a greater release method other than vibrators. I wanted a good fuck from a real man.
But the problem was that I couldn't feel any attraction to any guy except the tiny bit of attraction that I was feeling for the enemy which was totally bizarre because I don't even like him. Scratch that, I hated his existence and how is it possible to feel an attraction towards someone you don't even like?
What happened at the pool party flashed through my mind, the image and memory of our bodies pressed tightly together rekindling a low heat in my lower abdomen. The way his hooded eyes stared down at me, looking at me as if the only thing stopping him from ripping my clothes off my body was the enmity between us, and for the briefest second, I wondered what would have happened if we were just two random people and not children from warring mafia families.
Which was treacherous of me, I know, it was bad enough that Angel was looking for any loophole to make me fall and if she should sniff that I was entertaining this kind of thought about someone like Axel Ivanov, she'd have my head on a platter immediately.
Fuck, I've only started seeing this guy in less than two weeks and I was already a mess because of him.
I had had no intention to strip during the pool party but he had pushed me into it, or rather, I had done it to prove him wrong and I didn't even need to look at him while I was stripping to confirm that I
had won. No guy could watch me strip without getting a boner.
Especially not Axel Ivanov.
Especially with how he had been looking at him that brief second when our bodies flushed together.
I stepped into the field and I instantly blocked out all thoughts of Axel and fucking.
And God! I stopped dead in my tracks.
What's this?
Or rather, who is this?