Chapter 11. When I Slam My Full Length In You
Vince's POV
Quincy's gaze is fixed in me throughout the lectures and with his intense gaze on me, this makes me feel my dick rise in my pants.
I swallow nervously as I try to hide my face from him, pulling the hoodie I wore to cover my face.
I feel so ashamed to look into his eyes after what I did yesterday. Shamefully asking him to fuck me.
I tighten my fists when I remember the punishment he gave me. He tied me down to the bed, binding my hands with handcuffs.
I was naked before him and he made me watch variety of steamy pornography videos. I orgasmed until I couldn't take it anymore and when I begged him to at least fondle me, what did he say?
:Your punishment for lying to me starts now. I will leave you to cum unattended to:
I try so hard to focus on what the teacher is saying and at the same time, I struggle to calm the angry man between my legs.
Seconds later, my phone pops up with a message.
~Do not leave after class.~ The message reads. Noone needs to tell me it was from Quincy, where the hell did he get my contact from!
So much for a roommate, has he been stalking me too?
My eyes shift from my phone's screen and travel down to where Quincy is seated.
It breaks my heart to realise I would have to continue taking Engineering class with him for the next two months.
Can I ever escape this monster?
He chuckles as our eyes meet and for the umpteenth time, I regretted ever lying to him about my invisible boyfriend.
It felt so good to see him to curious and jealous but now all I feel is regret.
Quincy will never let it slide.
My heart sinks when the class comes to an end and everyone starts to leave. Quincy stands up and as he strides towards me, I feel my life slipping away.
I can't move and my legs feel as though they are amputated. He stops in front of me and my eyes move involuntarily to the bulge between his legs.
Does he always have to wear pants that would show the outline of his dick?
I'm just so unfortunate!
"Can you take your eyes off my cock for a moment?" He snaps and I come back to life.
God, he caught me.
I look up at him and his signature smirk is plastered on his face. There is trouble and I know I'm so dead.
He drops his bag on my lap and orders, "pick it up and follow me."
I stare down at my lap and knit my brow in confusion. "W...why should I carry your bag? Does your shoulder hurts?" I demand, my lips quivering. His face takes a darker shade and now he pins me down and I gulp down nothing as I stare into his violet eyes.
What have I done to myself? I cry inwardly?
"You now have the guts to question my orders?" He grits his teeth in anger and I cringe at the sight of the annoyance burning in his eyes. "From now on, you will be my slave. Not only my plaything but also my errand boy and my words stand!" His voice drips with finality. I feel my world crumble further as his words reach my ears. Is this a joke?
I can't say anything. I keep gulping as my dick erects in my pants even when he's angry at me. I pray he doesn't notice it and just when I thought heaven had finally answered my prayers, he slips his hand into my pant and slide his fingertips across my shaft.
What are you doing?! I am only able to scream in my head. I can't stop him and when he slips his hand back out, he rubs the pre-cum on my cheek.
He takes his fingers to his nose and sniff in, a gentle smile replacing the scowl on his face.
Fuck, I just want to kiss him.
"You smell so nice and I want to see more of your cum." He says as he licks the pre-cum off my face again. "Get up." He orders, the scowl returning back to his face. "Pick up my bag and follow me like a good boy."
I quickly stand up and follow him like a trail dog. Now all my confidence are no more and are now like butter melted in fire.
I force myself not to cry as we scurry our way through the hallway which was filled with students.
Their annoying words filled my ears, some of pity, others of anger. I tighten my fists in anger. I just want to punch them all in the face!
But it's best for a scholarship student like me not to get into a fight as I'm not so favoured like the rich spoilt brats. The right might escalate and I might be expelled.
"W...where are we going?" I finally find my voice and ask Quincy who tucks his hands in his pockets and turn around.
"Don't ask more questions of you don't want your punishment to be multiplied," he warns strictly. "You already have a lot on the plate and I can't wait to dish them all out." He smirks and grabs my arm, slipping his arm around my shoulder. "I can't wait to see the look on your face when I slam my full length in you." He whispers shamelessly and I look around.
All eyes are on me as they were surprised with the sudden proximity between us. A rumour might break out soon.
"Q...Quincy, people are watching us." I croak but he pulls me closer and kisses my neck. The hall erupts with a gaze and amidst the commotion, I see a pair of angered eyes which are fixed on us.
Professor Kyle! Gosh, I'm so ashamed of myself. How is hen going to feel when hen sees someone else flirting with me? Even if he hasn't shown love for me, I have a hint he's not happy at the sight of the two shameless souls before him— Quincy and I.