Page 158 of Brainwashed
I let go of him and wander away, going for my phone to call Kent. I can probably have him bring food up to us without me having to leave Felix alone in here.
“Thank you, Lem,” he whispers, and I turn over my shoulder, mimicking a kiss for him.
Because he’s finally being polite and reasonable again, and he deserves the affection as a reward. He plucks at his bottom lip with his fingers.
As I’m ordering the food, he saunters closer to me. “Hey, you said you didn’t allowthe last guyto take your life…” I freeze with my phone in my hand. “What did that mean?”
“Nothing,” I chirp firmly. “Don’t worry about it.” I kiss him on the jaw. “Food will up in a few. You’re welcome to use my toothbrush and anything that’s in the shower. I also have clothes in the closet you can wear.”
“I get to wear your clothes?” He gasps, sounding excited. I peek at him. “Do you think they’ll fit me?”
I chuckle. “You act like I’m a giant compared to you. We’re almost the same size.”
“Whatever you say, Dr. Want.” He grins and I roll my eyes.
He wanders away to use the restroom while I text back and forth with Kent. I have no messages from anyone about Felix just yet, so here’s hoping it’ll take the guards at least another day to realize he’s gone. Manuel will already know… I’m sure the control room operators told him. The ones who are left, anyway.
Right?There’s no way they’rethatbad at their jobs…
When I’m done, I place my phone down and turn to find Felix standing in the doorway of the bathroom, watching me.
“I thought I told you to shower,” I growl at him and he gulps visibly.
“I was thinking about what you said…” he murmurs. “About putting me over your knee…” He tugs his bottom lip between his teeth. “Would you really do that?”
I take a warning step closer. “You wanna find out?”
His face lights up with excitement and he whips around, sauntering his irresistible naked ass back into the bathroom. And I follow him… Because the lunatic has me wrapped around his finger.
Later that day, after the sun has set, I have Felix on my lap, grinding his hips into mine while we make out like horny teenagers.
We’ve spent pretty much the entire day attached, and while I think I love putting my dick in his body more than I’ve ever loved anything, right now is more about those slow, leisurely kisses. You know the ones when you’re first getting to know someone… Only just dipping a big toe into the waters of the physical, testing each other out. Exploring in more intimate ways than just fucking can provide.
For example, I’m finding that his hands on my chest speed up my pulse considerably. I enjoy being touched by him, but he seems to have a thing for torsos. He likes to trace my muscles with his fingertips, doing the same with my tattoos.
I’ve been getting inked since I was seventeen, but Felix doesn’t have any. His creamy virgin skin is unmarked, like freshly fallen snow.
It fills me with an unbridled need to mark him.
He also makes these tiny noises when we’re kissing; breathy little gasps. They cause a major thump in my balls because it’s like a gauge. They tell me how good he’s feeling, and how much he likes it.
I never in a million years pictured myself hooking up with someone like Felix, for a myriad of different reasons. But now that I’m doing it, I can’t seem to stop. I’ve become addicted to him so quickly. He’s like heroin.
One hit, and I was a goner.
I’m sitting on the bed, propped up against the headboard with Felix straddling my hips. My hands are on his jaw while his grip my chest. And our lips are unbreakable, like magnets. Sucking and nipping, tongues fighting for control. He’s wearing only boxers because every time he puts something on, it ends up off. And I’m wearing some of my sweats, because I’d planned on going to the gym for a few.But how can I leave when I have something this tempting locked away in my room, like a dirty little secret?
Felix is writhing into me, his dick so long and engorged, it’s sticking out of his boxers. And every time he drags his balls along the shape of my cock through my pants, he whimpers into my mouth and his dick pulses. It’s mesmerizing.
What has this kid done to me??
How am I ever going to cut myself loose from Felix Darcey?
“Felix…” I grunt into his mouth.
“Lem,” he purrs, trembling in my arms.
“Slow, baby,” I scold him in a coaxing tone. “You’re leaking all over me.”
