Chapter 26

Angelica’s eyes narrowed.

’Did he just tell me to assume the position? What does he know?’ she wondered.

While she had submissive tendencies, that didn’t mean she was brainwashed. Angelica was free to do what she wanted with whomever she wanted, and she didn’t know the first thing about this guy. It was more likely he was some creeper and not a true Dom. If that were the case, he could pound sand for all she cared.

“Care to repeat that?” Angelica asked with a touch of hostility.

The corner of this guy’s eye twitched at her question, and he did something unexpected: he pulled off his t-shirt and wiped his face to rid it of perspiration. He was now standing in front of her, clad only in tennis shoes and gym shorts.

Until that point, Angelica had been caught off guard by his command, so she hadn’t let herself fully appreciate him. She couldn’t stop herself from looking at his lean muscles and the V at his hips. His six-pack, along with muscles she never knew a person could show, was clearly defined. The guy was graced with genes ordinary people didn’t have. There was a slight shadow from his cheekbones, and his mouth was perfectly sculpted and rounded. His eyes took her in hungrily.

Angelica glanced down and saw his arousal outlined in the thin fabric of his shorts. Her eyes widened when she saw the outline of what he had inside them.

Angelica pulled her eyes quickly upward by force of will and gazed into his. When he realized what she’d been looking at, a grin touched his lips.

“That might have come across as too aggressive, but when I saw you, my mind went right to the gutter. You’re in a class of your own.”

She wrapped her head around what he said. She could either stay pissed or give the guy a break. After all, he wouldn’t be the first to lust after her. At least he’d been honest about his attraction.

“Maybe we should start with introductions before we jump ten steps ahead of ourselves. I’m Angelica Thibodeaux.”

“Xander Thornwood.”

“Your mom is Janet Thornwood, the lady who works in the builder’s office.”

“The very one. And you just moved here from California and are looking for a boyfriend. I’d like to apply for the job,” Xander said.

Somehow, that pickup line didn’t sound as cringeworthy as it should’ve. Angelica liked that he knew what he wanted and wasn’t afraid to ask. So many guys back home had been beaten down until they were scared to make a move unless they had written consent, or so it seemed.

“What makes you think I’d pick you for a boyfriend?”

Xander smiled like he’d just won this battle of wills.

“Three things,” Xander said as he held up one finger. “I’m the rizzling of the sophomore class, which means I can introduce you to everyone, and you’ll instantly have a good group of friends. You’ll also be the envy of every girl at your new school to have snagged me before you even stepped in the door.”

Okay, he might be a bit too confident, but Xander continued as he held up a second finger.

“I’m not going to monopolize your time because I play football and also work for my grandfather, so you won’t have some lost puppy needing constant attention. It’ll give you time to figure things out and decide who you want to be.”

A third finger flipped up.

“We’re attracted to each other.”

“What makes you think I’m attracted to you?” Angelica asked.

“Your nipples have gotten aroused,” Xander said, waggling his eyebrows.

She looked down, and damned if he wasn’t right: her body had betrayed her.

“But I don’t know the first thing about you,” Angelica said, pushing back. “I’ve met a lot of smooth talkers who’ll say anything to get into my panties.”

“And you’re not interested in what I have in my shorts?” Xander asked with a sly look.

He had her there.

“Not knowing each other is the best part,” Xander continued. “We’ll discover new things about each other daily, so it’ll never get old. Half the fun is discovering what makes the other person happy.”

“I bet I can guess what would make you happy,” Angelica said with a smile she couldn’t keep from appearing.

“Assume the position, and I’ll show you,” Xander boldly said.

“I’m not sure what you’re asking of me.”

“Don’t play games. You know what I’m telling you to do,” Xander said.

“Let’s say I do. What can I expect from you?” Angelica asked.

“I’m not into whips and chains, if that’s what you’re worried about. I personally enjoy sex the most when my partner’s having as much fun as I am.”

“How do you know I’ll enjoy it?” Angelic asked, making him work for it.

Xander pulled the front of his shorts down so two-thirds of his giant cock was exposed. It was even bigger than she’d suspected. His chuckle made her realize she’d spaced out, staring at his cock while imagining what it would be like to play with it.

“Assume the position,” Xander said again, but with more authority this time.

Angelica found herself dropping to her knees while Xander freed his uncut cock, another thing she’d never seen in person before.

His confidence in pulling his dick out like that made her realize Xander had experience. No ordinary teen boy his age would have done that without looking nervous. She decided to play a little game with the self-proclaimed rizzling of West Fork High. It was a bit of role-playing of the sort her ex loved: the innocent schoolgirl.

Cautiously, she crawled towards him and knelt right in front of Xander. She gazed at his member hesitantly, like she was unsure what to do. Tentatively, she reached out and touched him. Xander’s stiff cock was warm and softer than it appeared.