i'm packed off to a boarding school in the middle of nowhere...oh and i dont think they're humans

i'm packed off to a boarding school in the middle of nowhere..oh and i don't think they're humans~23

I'm packed off to a boarding school in the middle of nowhere...oh and I don't think they're humans~23~

recap from part 22

"Oh yeah. About that. Trust me on this, you won't get pregnant. You'll learn about it in your first week of lessons,"Blake shrugged and hugged me closer to him.

"Really?" I asked, disbelieving.

"Really. 100% sure, sweetie."

"Okay....whatever." If he's wrong then I'm going to get hell for what we did.

Part 23

The next few days passed in a flash, and it finally came to another Monday, reminding me that I've been living in one of the school's apartments for more than one week and it's time we first years started our lesson. Damn, I'll miss having the company of the guys back in the apartment.

Even though there's lessons for thrice a week, I'll still miss them in class. During this past week, they've taken very good care of me, and vice versa, and our friendship and affection for one another had grown by at least a mile, although I still didn't accept having to bath with them in the morning before lessons, so I woke up earlier than them on purpose so that I could have the whole bathroom all to myself.

The first person I saw as I came out was Blake who had slung his towel over one side of his shoulders and standing parallel to the bathroom door so when I stepped out, I came face to face to him. Instantly my face worked up a blush. I looked away shyly. "Morning to you, Blake."

His deadened face lit up with a kind smile. "Early bird catches the worm, eh?"

"How about, the early worm gets caught by the bird?"

This time, he laughed aloud. "Good point, babe."

"Will you stop calling me using 'babes' or 'babies'? I'm not exactly your girlfriend or what," a feeling of uneasiness crept up my spine. Even after the sex these few days, he did not ask me to be his girlfriend, which really did piss me off since he had said he like me.

"So it meant nothing to you when you were screaming my name in pleasure?" Slowly, Blake began to crowd me into the bathroom, my back soon came in contact with the wall.

"Why would you care?"

"Oh. Okay." Without any warning, he pressed on the shower, and water came pouring down all over me, drenching my clothes and I in the cold water as I shivered uncontrollably. "How did that feel?"

"Of course it's cold, Blake! You're asking the obvious!" I shouted at him, angry that he drenched me. Thankfully I wasn't wearing the school uniform, or else I won't have anything to wear on Friday if I don't do the laundry by Thursday.

"Good, and since you're already drenched, I know you wouldn't mind if you have to watch me bath since you love doing wicked things with my body. And don't deny it," he added when I opened my mouth to protest against his words. Hell, he knew exactly what made me shut up.

"If you don't mind, Blake, I'd like to go back to our room to put on some which is -not wet-."

"Well, since I've already locked the door, I guess you can't get out until I do." How sure he was.

"And since you said you locked the door, how about this? I shall help you unlock it so that you can flaunt your 'amazing body' to the others? Maybe one of them would even ask you to be their girlfriend instead of me having to wait for you to ask me that question," I folded my arms crossly.

His expression changed. "Ooo...so our pretty little lady here is jealous."

"I'm not," I snapped sharply.

"Yes you are. You're using the I'm-so-jealous tone with me. Don't you think I've got more than one whole week to read you? Not to mention that whatever's in your head goes into mine?" Without further ado, he peeled off his shirt, exposing the hot muscular body of his, then peeled off his boxers, exposing the standing piece of meat between his thighs.

As my sight fixed itself on that piece of meat, my view was abruptly cut off when he purposely turned so that his back faced me while he let the water from the shower head pour over him. "Staring at something worth sharing with me?"

I shook my head to clear out that image of him, but it stuck to my head.

"Seriously, Christine, if you wanna see it, you just have to ask." He turned again, this time letting his erection be in view of my eyes. "How's it? Looks better? Looks bigger? Or?"

I forced myself to look away. There was no fucking way I could escape this and Blake was between the door and I. I felt like a trapped mouse, but then again, with his free show, it was just barely bearable. I should hurt his ego. Somehow. If he even has it.

"It looks to me as if it has gotten smaller. Blake, what did you do to it?!" I feigned horror.

"It won't make a difference," he growled and lunged for me.