Chapter 16 Bend To My Will
Lana’s Point of View
“You’re really a girl, aren’t you?” Fascination laced in his piercing blue gaze, as his fingers fumbled through the material of my trousers, the touch sent sparks through my body. I flinched hard in surprise and hoped he didn’t notice the pad I was wearing.
My cheeks burned bright, unable to speak or resist the building temptation and passion.
“What do you think people will say if they find out that you don’t have a dick?” Christian asked curiously, his voice low and seductive as he pressed his hands against my crotch again, feeling the unfamiliar emptiness, and a devilish smirk lined his mouth.
“What will they say if they ever find out that you have such voluptuous breasts tucked away?” A strangled moan escaped me when his hands slipped into my shirt, his fingers rubbing my hard nipples through the binder I was wearing.
“Which do you think they would call you? A boy with breasts or a dickless boy?” I stared into his hungry blue eyes, unable to speak. “Speak to me, Alan. I want to hear your thoughts in your pretty little voice.”
Words were far away from my lips, my breath was hot against his face, and for some reason, the hatred I used to feel for Christian seemed to never exist. The only thing I felt between us was the magnetic pull, the undisturbed attraction as his lips were only inches away from mine.
His eyes remained glue on Christian’s plump lips, as I imagined how it would feel like to be kissed by a man like him—would he be soft and gentle, ask for permission before he proceeds with the next thing.
Or like his personality, he would be rough and demanding, and take without even asking.
I could vividly visualize his hot tongue being shoved in my mouth, as he pinched my nipples, I clasped my thighs tightly again.
I wanted Xavier. I know I want him to be my first kiss.
But now, I don’t mind letting Christian have it, just to experience the pleasure of my daydream.
I felt my body arch when his thumb brushed my nipples again; his touch didn’t feel wrong. In fact, I craved it. ‘Snap out of it, Lana,’ the sane part of my subconsciousness yelled at me, while the other part wanted me to surrender it all to him completely. Period or not, I wanted him to haul me up, his hands grabbing my ass cheeks, my legs wrapped around his hips, while he grinded me through my panties with his hard on.
‘Focus.’ I scolded myself again.
I mustered the strength, defeating the erotic thoughts in my head, as I shoved him away.
“Stop freaking touching!” I growled, biting my tongue as I struggled to finish the sentence because he was messing with my head. “Yes, I am a girl.”
“You don’t want to get on my bad side,” He grinned shamelessly, “I am the only one who knows your secret, shouldn’t you try to keep me shut? One word from me, and you would be out of this school. Worse, you would be in juvie, and or your parents would be punished also.”
I glared at him; how can someone be so calm and yet effortlessly evil? But I knew I couldn’t be arrogant at the moment; I needed him to be quiet because he was right. Apart from being expelled, I would also be sent to detention. I am up to eighteen years, which means I could go to prison now.
“How do I keep you shut?” I asked curiously, and he stared down at me, as if he was thinking about what perverted thing to ask me.
“I haven’t really thought about what I want, yet.” He reached for my hair, his fingers tangled in it. “But there will be benefits if you submit totally to me.”
My ears perked at the mention of a benefit. I haven’t thought about anything regarding Christian could benefit me in any way.
“What benefit?” I whispered back curiously.
“The reason you were out in the pool was that you found it difficult to bathe in your dorm, right?” He asked curiously. “Which is also safe to assume that Xavier doesn’t know of your true identity, yet. Or does he?”
I shook my head, and another smile spread across his face.
“Good girl.” He palmed my hair, making me feel as if I was a dog, but there was something about how low his voice his that made my body temperature increase suddenly. “You did well hiding your identity.”
“You still haven’t told me what those benefits include.” I reminded him, and then he pocketed his hands and stepped away from me.
“I will provide you a place to bathe and change, where you don’t have to be worried about getting caught, and in the case of an emergency, you can always run to me for help—I will make sure I help you in any way I can.” He explained, and my heart quickened in my chest, as I looked up to him with admiration—he was really going to help me? “Also, better binders and a bigger uniform to make you look more boyish.”
I felt my heart stop.
“You would have to do small favors here and there.” He grinned again. “But it’s not something you can’t do.”
“Tell me what it is.” I insisted, I am not getting into a blind contract with anyone.
“No.” He answered. “Also, for your own good, make sure no one else finds out about this, especially Xavier—I am the only one who can know.”
He finally released me, walking away from me.
“Because I found out your true identity doesn’t absolve you from your duties, you signed a contract with me, and the contract must stand.” He trailed off, and a small frown crossed my face, which was accompanied by a look of disgust. “Also, I still have your panties from last night. You should come and get it.”
My face turned bright red as he glanced back at me and winked before he disappeared from the bathroom.
My heart was racing wildly in my chest as I realized that some of my fantasies had come back to life, and I needed to write this down in my forbidden book.