Page 182 of Fragments

“Mhm…” he hums, petting my jawline. “You should’ve let me kiss you that day.”

“I think I handled it well.” I smirk, and he chuckles.

The memory is fresh in my mind now.We ended up fighting, and I punched him in the stomach.

“What about now?” he purrs over my lips. “Have I earned a little sweetness, beautiful boy?”

A growl leaves my lips as I press myself into him, brushing my fingers through his silky hair while our mouths hover. I know I should resist him, try to cool things off again for my own sanity and the wellbeing of my heart, which onlyjuststarted beating normally again after the last time.

But ever since we had sex, I’ve been in a daze, desperate to explore this side of the fuck-buddy relationship we never reached years ago because he messed it all up.

“I don’t know, Ren…” I whisper, pinching his chin between my fingers. “Have you?”

He nods, peeking up at me with sparkly topaz eyes. It’s so dark in here, save for the light streaming in from the hallway through the cracked-open door. We probably should have closed it, but I want to be able to see him, and I don’t know where the light is.

Also… it’s hotter this way. Being in here when we’re not supposed to, knowing someone could find us at any moment. My dick is rock hard already from the thrill of it. And fromhim…

The way he smells, and his strong hands on my ass, pulling my hips so we can rub our cocks together.

Fuck, I just love this…I love the way it feels to be bad with him, knowing with almost absolute certainty it’s going to thrash me.I must be a real masochist…

“I want you,” I whimper, kissing his mouth softly while he mewls. “I want to erase all the others who came before me… Pun intended.”

He grins. “I also sucked Dash’s dick in here…”

“Ren,” I whine his name in a frustrated, snarling way, grabbing his throat while he chuckles. “It’s not funny. Ihate it, and you know that.”

“I know, baby.” He pouts. “I’m only teasing you because I feel like shit, youknowthat. But I want only you, Lexington… So bad. No one else matters.”

I’m still humming out my displeasure, but I nod… Because I dowantto believe him.

I want to be the only one who gets him.

I sound like every pathetic loser who chains themselves to a bucket of red flags and says,I can change him. But the problem is that they’re red flags for a reason. If they were dumpy idiots, then we wouldn’t be so drawn to them.

Instead, they’re hot as fuck and have amazing dicks, and they’re the best kissers in the world because it’s their superpower.

Wouldn’t it just be so satisfying to tame one? I’m sure it’s happened before…

I could be the exception… Maybe? The one in a million who domesticates a toxic fuckboy.

Ren’s breaths pick up when I kiss him slowly, sucking his bottom lip and toying with it between my teeth. Our tongues flutter and our hands explore; mine are in his hair and on his chest, while his are feeling up my ass and cupping my cock. It’ssublime, just making out with him, feeling his heart fly into me. The way his jaw strains with our ravenous kissing, his mouth overpowering mine because he’s infinitely hungrier.

Having him writhing against me is hypnotic, all those hard curves and slopes of muscle… his big dick, always stiff and ready for me. He’s the most confident, sexually experienced person I’ve ever met, and yet when we’re together, he’s shivering and needy forme. It has me soaring with thrill…

That nerdy little Lex Luthor could get someone like Bizarro World Superman.

“How much time do you think we have?” I pant into his mouth, thrusting into his hands while he pulls my dick out to stroke it slowly.

“Maybe not much…” he whispers, kissing his way down my neck. “But definitely enough for me to make you purr like a kitten.”

God, I fucking need this. Having sex only that one night, withhim,of all people, was absolutely not enough. I need to get him on my dick again.Right now.

“Let me inside this gorgeous ass, sweet flame,” I hum, sliding my fingers into the waist of his pants to cup his perfectly plump cheeks. “I need it.”

“Mmm…” He licks a circle around my pulse, our hips grinding together as his warm mouth moves up to my ear. “I actually have something I want you to do for me, baby. And this might be the perfect time…”

Eyes closed, head tipped back, I breathe out jittery arousal. “And what would that be, you filthy pervert?”