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“Keep being jealous,” he whines as I fist his shirt at his sides. “It’s so fucking sexy.”

“Ren,” I whisper, firmly.

“Luthor…”

“Answer me,” I demand, though it quakes like a plea.

“I’m not hooking up with Dash,” he says, swallowing my nervous breaths.

My head is spinning, but I manage to hold him back just enough. “Don’t lie.”

“I’m not. It was just that one time… when I pretended he was you.”

My grip on his shirt loosens, fingers timidly touching his waist.Did his body get harder…?

Fuck, maybe I should just… let him kiss me. A little… just for a second.

I held out for a long time. I think I deserve a reward…

Just a quick one… for old time’s sake.

While I’m persuading myself, he whimpers softly, “Will you come into my cell?” He’s already walking backwards, not waiting for an answer, as he pulls me inside with him. “Let me have just alittletaste? I’ve been so good, baby, Ipromise…”

I scoff over his lips, and he grins. “Fuck you, Ren… You’re nevergood.”

He mewls, rumbly and desperate, greedy fingertips teasing that spot behind my ear where he used to kiss meoh so good. “I’ll be good for you, sweet boy.”

“God, you make me so fucking stupid…” I breathe, brain completely switched off as he moves us closer to his bed.

“Maybe,” he croons, brushing my mouth with his. “But only I can make you come just by kissing these sweet, soft,stupidlips…”

Fuck me.

My dick isthrobbing, and all I can think about is letting him have whatever he wants because I already know it’ll feelsomind-numbingly fantastic.

Fuck it. I’m gonna do it… Let him push me down and crawl on top of me for just a few minutes of deep kisses and greedy friction, and…

A loud bang startles me out of my trance and my eyes spring open. We both turn to the entrance of his cell, looking hella guilty, flushed, and panting with our cocks pressed together.

Joy is standing there, hip popped out, billy club in hand. “You can’t be serious.” She shakes her head admonishingly.

“Piss off, bonerkiller,” Ren grunts, running his fingers through his hair.

“Nice try,” she sneers. “But I’m not fucking you, so that shit doesn’t work on me. Back to your cell, 35. I thought you were better than this.”

Gulping down my humility, I dip out of Ren’s hold, stalking toward her with my head down.

She’s totally right.I’m such a dumbass.

How can I be so easily hypnotized by him?? It makes no sense.

I don’t like his hurt… He’s just manipulating me all over again.

As soon as I’m out of Ren’s cell, Joy slams the door with a loud clang. I peer back one last time, shooting him a look that’s both apologeticandaccusatory.

“Face it, Lex,” Ren hisses venomously through the bars. “You willneverget over me.” I’m shaking, following Joy up the row while his voice echoes off the walls. “I’ll bend over foreverymotherfucker in this place until you fuckingcome back to me!!”

Cringing, I’m practically running as the pressure pounds behind my eyes.