Page 189 of Fragments
“It’s so much better this way,” I whisper into his mouth while we paw at each other, sucking and nipping one another’s lips like fiends. “I love seeing your face, sweet flame.”
“Sit back and let me love you,” he purrs.
And within seconds, he’s riding my cock. It’s not rough, or angry, or mean, but it’s hot as fuck, passionate and sensual and exactly what webothneed.
We might be way too different, but maybe it doesn’t matter when we have one thing in common… Each other.
Ragged breaths, soft groans, and his body cradling mine, we fuck each other like we were made to do it. And right as he’s moaning that he’s about to come, and I’m clutching his shirt in my fist preparing to unleash another ball-bursting orgasm inside him, footsteps stomp and voices boom from up the hall.
“Uh oh…” I whisper, and he giggles, leaning back while I fist his cock to pull him over the edge.
Ren comes all over me, and I come inside him, all doors wide open…
Consequences waiting outside.
More weeks later…
We’re on our way to the cafeteria for lunch when Velle pops out of nowhere and grabs me.
I actually jump, my hand slapping over my heart. “Jesus! You scared the shit out of me. You’re too huge to be creeping around corners like that…”
“Not interested in your witticisms right now, 48,” he grumbles, pulling me in the opposite direction. “Private convo time.”
“But, but…” I reach out for Lex and Byron, but they just stare at me, watching Velle drag me off.
It’s okay, guys. I’m fine. Just being hauled away by John Cena’s evil twin.
Velle has us walking for a bit, and it doesn’t take me long to realize where we’re going.
“Oh, come on, man,” I whine, pumping on the brakes. “I didn’t do anything! This is fucked up… Where’s my lawyer?!”
“God, do youevershut up?” he mutters.
It may be summer, but my teeth are chattering. I don’t want to go in the hole… I justcan’tdo it. Not now, with all this drama everywhere and stuff happening with Lex.
I’ll drive myself nuts in there without my new favorite toy, otherwise known as Lexington Deon’s big, pink cock.
Velle gets us to solitary row, and even though it would completely derail all my hard work, I’m seriously considering offering to blow him real quick to get him to reconsider.
I really shouldn’t… I don’twantto.
But I might have to. Maybe just a quick swallow?
I’m still arguing with myself when Velle stops us in the middle of the row, his face slanting all around, much shiftier than I’ve ever seen him behave. Then he folds his arms over his wide chest, gazing down at me with a pierced brow raised.
He’s not opening any cells… We’re just standing here.
Okay…
“Alright, here’s the deal,” he starts. “We don’t have long. I need to know what you know.”
I blink at him, surprised and not hiding it. “Wait, so you’renotputting me in the hole?”
His gaze narrows. “Should Ibe putting you in the hole?”
“No, no.” I shake my head vehemently. “Not at all.”
Either Peters chose not to divulge the details of Lex and me giving them the slip, or Velle knows, and he just doesn’t care enough to do anything about it. Regardless of which, I’m grateful I’m not being punished for sneaking off to have some of the best secret sex of my life. Although, let’s be real… The punishment would be more than worth it.
