Page 125 of Brainwashed
I don’t… I don’t hate it.
Felix whimpers and gives me his tongue, touching mine with his.
And then I panic. I freak the fuck out, releasing him fast and jumping back becausewhat the fuck am I doing??
Why am Ikissinghim??Why why why…?
“Don’t stop,” he begs, his voice deep and rough, coarse with arousal, yet soft like satin.
He sounds like aman, because he is one.A man who’s turned on, because I was just kissing him.
I shake my head and rub my eyes. “I just needed to see something…”
“See what?” He scoots closer to me.
I back up. “I was testing you.”
“Testing me?” He repeats my words, forehead lined.
“Yea,” I grunt. “Trying you out.”
He gapes at me, bewildered, for a moment. “What did you think…?”
“I don’t feel anything for you, Felix,” I tell him through a clenched jaw.
If I say the words enough, they’ll be true. That’s how it works, right?
His lashes flutter. “Rude.”
“It’s true,” I mumble, hating the look on his face right now.
“That’s because I have Chinese food breath.” He gasps in outrage. “Let me brush my teeth and it’ll be—”
“No, I didn’t mind that,” I tell him softly. “It tasted… good.”
“Then what?” He crawls toward me again and I crawl away. He’s literally chasing me around the padded cell, both of us on our hands and knees.
What in the actual fuck is happening right now??
“There’s no way you feelnothing,” he hisses.
“That’s what I’m telling you,” I bark back.
“Even just a little something…” He grabs my arm. “A teeny tiny… something…”
I shake my head. “Nope. Nothing.”
“Fuck that.” He huffs, and before I know what’s happening, he’s jumping me.
He tackles me to the floor, holding me down by my arms, using his body weight to pin me to the floor.
I struggle against him. “Felix, stop. This is fully ridiculous.”
“You can’t just kiss someone and then tell them you feel nothing,” he growls over my face. “It’s a dick move.”
“I don’t care.” I shoot him with flames of wrath through my eyes. “Get off of me, Felix. Right now.”
“No.” He shifts his hips, pressing them down into mine. “Do you feel this?”
