Page 183 of Fragments

He chuckles, nipping my earlobe. “I want you to fuck me…rough.”

My dick twinges hard in his hand, but I’m also a bit stiff as I peek down at him. “Like… how rough?”

“Very.” He bites his lip, blinking innocently up at me. “I want you to pretend you’re taking it… against my will.”

My lashes flutter.That’s a tall order for someone who just lost his virginity, am I wrong?

Holding his face, I kiss his lips softly. “Are you sure?” He nods fast. “Why…?”

“You wanna know why I did the proxies so much?” he asks with his fingers grazing my dick.

It makes it hard to think straight, but I still manage to frown at him. “Not really…”

His lips quirk, and he huffs. “It was because I could pretend you were punishing me. I wanted it to be you every time, but I also wanted you to be… hurting me. Fucking me up, because that’s what I deserve. For… fucking you up so much.”

With our eyes melting together, I can see how sincere he is right now. The shimmer in his gaze tells me he’s being serious, and I wish I understood it. The problems he has surrounding sex are a goddamn mystery to me, but after everything he’s been through in his past, all the ways he’s been used and thrown away, it sort of kills me to think that he doesn’t know how special he is.

The difference between me and his proxies is that I would never hurt him.

I won’t say the thought never crossed my mind… I mean, he did fuck me up. Badly. And he did it as easy as striking a match…

“Do you hate me?” Ren whispers, dark brows swooping together. “You think I’m a dirty, broken whore, don’t you?”

“What?? No,” I gasp, shaking my head. “I’m just… wondering if that’s something I could even do. You know me, I’m not exactlydominant…”

He bites his lip with blue flames in his eyes. “Baby, you’re a lot more demanding than you think you are…”

“Am I?” I pluck the lip from between his teeth, pressing a kiss on it. He hums and nods. “So you want me to pretend…?”

“I want you to dig up the anger I know you have for me.” He taps his finger on my chest. “Mix it up with your pent-up aggression, andunleash.”

This idea sounds crazy to me. But the more I’m considering it, the more I’m thinking it could be a positive thing… Like therapy. Not to mention I desperately need to fuck him again, and the thought of doing it in this room, when we’re not supposed to…

Yea, he can get it. Any way his black little heart desires.

I push my cock into his hand, mouth falling to graze his throat. “You can’t tell me you didn’t like the way we did it last time… You came so hard you could barely breathe.”

A chuckle rumbles from his chest. “I’mdefinitelynot saying I didn’t like it. You get me off better than anyone, just by being you.” His thumb grazes the underside of my crown, causing my dick to flinch. “As does this monster cock that seemswaytoo big for your body, by the way…”

I grin while sucking on his neck, shoving him hard against the counter. “So what should I… do?” I gulp nervously. “Do we need, like, a safeword or something?”

I peer up to find him beaming at me. “How about if I call youLex,then you’ll know it’s getting to be too much.”

“But you always call me Lex…”

“I know. But right now, you’reLuthor.” He releases my dick, fingers grazing my abs. “The prisoner who’s gonna ravage me for being an awful, thoughtless slut.”

I can’t help the way my mouth suddenly goes dry. “Ren…”

“Yes, dear?”

“There’s a tiny problem with your storyline,” I rasp, and he blinks at me. “Youalwayswant it.” He gasps in faux-outrage, and I chuckle. “I’m serious. You’re gonna have to pretend to be someone else.”

He purses his lips. “Fine. I’ll be a random, unsuspecting inmate who wants nothing to do with you. Is that better?”

“I guess,” I sigh, straightening and backing away from him.

“You’re the best.” He smirks while I rub my face and take a deep breath.