Page 65 of Fragments
The sounds of his unsteady breaths and his squirming around rock me to sleep, as they tend to, and I begin to drift off. Floating into an easy slumber, my mind picks apart the fragments of my subconscious; memories that are distorted into strange new storylines.Dreams…
And suddenly, I’m in the bed with Ren. The bunk is moving around, but I can’t tell if it’s from us, if it’s part of the dream, or if it’s really happening.
Ren’s wide chest of curved muscle is fluttering up and down as he shoves his pants down below his ass.“Put your fingers in me, Lex…”
My lips trail all over his neck and throat, soft kisses turning to ravenous sucks and bites. This feels like a memory; a distant view of the past I’m somehow seeing and feeling like it’s real.
God, I wish it was real…
My balls are tight and throbbing. The bunk is moving even more now. A hushed voice that might not be us breaks through, but I’m too busy burning to pay it any attention.
I want to feel this… I’ve never felt it before with anyone.
Breathing heavily, my finger pushes inside a warm, tight place, all silky slick with wetness. Stretching the lace fabric aside and watching it move in and out.
“Yesss… Finger fuck me, baby…”
We shouldn’t be doing this.I remember thinking that.
But I also remember my fucks slowly fading away when I felt him inside… All hot and tight andsosoft.
My body likes being inside him…
Could we have sex? What would that be like…?
Ren wants to, I know he does. He loves sex… He has it all the time. With everyone.
But he wants to have it with me…
More than them.
My balls have their own pulse, and my dick is leaking everywhere.
He moans, but it doesn’t sound like him.
“Mmm…” a voice rumbles, inserting itself into my dream. “Sweet candy Luscious… Tell me what you want.”
I grind my hips into the mattress, into Ren’s muscular thigh while I pump my finger, adding a second.
“God, you’re tight, Dash…”
Huh…?
The bunks are rocking, and I’m on the edge… hearing and feeling different things. Sweating through my clothes while my dick jams into the plump cheek of an ass in black panties.
Gasping and muffled groans mingle in the air. It sounds like more than just me and Ren.
It sounds like Dash… But also not.
“Your ass is so snug, baby… I can barely move my fingers.”
Was that me? Did I say that…?
My cock is pulsing, and I’m winding up tighter and tighter, working my hand faster and harder.
“Are you gonna come?”my echoing voice asks the body beneath me.
It’s Ren, I know it is. But he’s pretending he’s someone else.
