Page 105 of Fragments
He’s never had sex. Ever. Not once.
And I’ve had enough sex that if orgasms were electricity, I could power all of New York City Proper for years.
The next morning, after that revelation of a sleepover, Velle showed up to bring us for breakfast. And naturally, he was enraged when he found Lex in my cell instead of his own. I had to lay on some real thick charm to get us out of that hot water.
Definitely gonna owe him a deep one.
The whole time we were eating our flavorless eggs, Lex was being all shy and fidgety, and it was everything I could do not curling around him to feel his every sexy shiver of timid boy energy.
It all makes sense now… He’s not just a straight guy venturing into kinda gay territory.
He’s a virgin who’s nervous about fooling around in general.
God, it’s just the hottest fucking thing on earth. Honestly… Dominant older dudes are all well and good, but I never knew how sensational it could be to watch someone falling to bits for the first time, because ofme.
Not that I want to sympathize with Callum, but the idea of stealing Lex’s virginity has turned me into a walking hard-on. I had to rub one out the second I got back to my cell before my balls exploded from sheer excitement alone.
I just don’t see how I’m expected to keep my cool with him now. Now that I know his secret,andwe actually fooled around…
I just feel like he’smine, and there’s no going back.
Ineedto be Lexington Deon’s first, more than I need to breathe.
It’s been a few days since our sleepover and nothing more has happened between us. But my mood is still positively stellar. Parker came back from the East yesterday, and he looks a little better. He’s not one hundred percent, but he’s well enough to be in gen-pop and he seems to be in high spirits, which is all I could ask for.
Also, I’ve spent all my free time cashing in favors from guards to arrange something special for Lex.
I know I’m putting myself out there right now, and for all I know, he could totally brush me off and decide he’s fully straight. But I think what I have planned might help him. I won’t pretend my intentions are selfless here, because they’re obviously not. But if assisting him in his sexual journey gets me more alone time with my sweet virgin, then I’ll gladly be a man of many salacious disguises.
It’s just after dinner. We’re supposed to be in for the night, but I bribed Officer Porter with a world-class blowjob earlier, so I’m expecting him any minute. Lifting my mattress, I go for my personal stash of goodies, stuffing everything into my pants. I’m freakinggiddy, pacing around the cell while I count the seconds.
“You’re making me dizzy,” Parker whines.
I grin up at him. “Sorry. I’m just so excited. I feel like I’m going on a date.”
“I didn’t know dates start with you sucking off another guy,” he grumbles.
“You’ve clearly never dated me.” I smirk, winking at him.
He chuckles, but is still shaking his head down at me from his bunk, like an admonishing older brother. “Ren, I’m telling you… Be careful with Luthor. He’s obviously not like you. Chances are, this stuff you’re doing together might mean something different for him than it does for you.”
“He means the world to me,” I tell him sincerely. “I don’t want to hurt him… I want him to be happy. And I think I could make that happen.”
“Just make sure you’re both speaking the same language,” he goes on. “For you, sex is just sex, and feelings are something completely different. That’s not the case with everyone.”
My brow furrows, stomach twisting into a yucky knot. I know he has a point… I guess that’s the risk you run being someone’s first. There will always be some attachment. I know I had it for Callum…
But the difference is that IwantLex to have that attachment to me. I’m desperate for him to see me as more than just his slutty friend. I want him to bemine.
I want that handholding, googly eyes, kissing and touching and smiling at each other like you’ve lost your minds stuff. Therelationshipstuff I’ve never had before, because I never deserved it. I’m still not sure if I do, but if Lex wants to give me those things, then who am I to tell him he’s wrong?
After all, he’s a million times smarter than me.
I could change myself for him, I’m sure of it.
My anxious thoughts are interrupted when the door to the row opens and Officer Porter clomps in, peering through the bars. He doesn’t look anywhere near as excited as I am, but I don’t care. He agreed to the deal.
No refunds.
