Free First Time with the Fraternity by Laurel Adams Page B

Lexi.”
    Drew seemed to like her name, because it made him smile. “We’re throwing a party on Friday night at Lambda Phi. Do you want to come?”
    There was something in the way he asked that question that made her imagine he was asking her if she wanted an orgasm, and it made her tingle all the way to her toes. “Yeah, I do.”
    “Dude, you get all the pretty girls,” his ginger-haired friend complained.
    Lexi realized that the friend was giving her a compliment, so she shot him a grin. She liked the smattering of freckles on his nose and somehow they emboldened her to say, “He’s not the only one who can have me…”
    The mood at the table abruptly shifted when she said that, the third fraternity brother doing a spit-take with the last of his soda. Drew’s mouth fell slightly open with confusion, and Lexi realized that she’d better clear up any misunderstandings. “I don’t want to date you, Drew. Or any of you guys, actually. I just heard you say that you ought to pool resources to hire a girl to share. I’m just volunteering to do it for free.”
    The table went silent. All three of them stared at her. 
    The red-head broke into a sweat.
    The one who had spit out his soda, sat suddenly forward.
    And the sexual interest in Drew’s eyes went from a spark to a conflagration. “Kinky girl,” he finally said. 
    “Maybe,” Lexi replied, taking a deep breath. She felt the heat of embarrassment burning her skin, and a part of her wanted to crawl away and hide. She was pretty sure that if this didn’t go her way, she’d never be able to face these guys ever again. Maybe she’d have to just drop out and go to a new school. But a flash of her father fucking that bimbo in the family pool blinked behind her eyes, and she blurted out, “I really have no idea if I’m kinky or not. I’ve never even kissed a guy before. When I first got to campus, I thought I should just get it over with. Make out with the first guy I saw at a party and just let things go from there; but I think being passed around a fraternity might make the whole thing more memorable for me.”
    “Jesus Christ,” said the red-head, licking his lower lip.
    As if he were already possessive of her, Drew snapped, “Put your tongue back in your mouth, Gabe.”
    So that was the red-head’s name. Gabe. She liked it. She also liked that Gabe breathed heavy when he said, again, “ Jesus Christ. ”
    Of course, that made Lexi acutely aware of the little gold cross she was wearing on a chain on her neck; maybe she ought to have taken that off before making this proposition, but it was too late now. There was nothing left to do but brazen it out, so she put a hand on her hip and tried to affect the sexiest pose she could.
    “You’re serious?” Drew asked, and she wished she could tell whether his tone was approving, lustful, or condemnatory. But he kept his voice so even that it might have been all three.
    Last chance for Lexi to pretend it was all a joke. To laugh it off and walk away. But she glanced down to see that beneath his khaki pants, Drew was already bulging with arousal. He wanted her. And Lexi had so little experience being wanted that her blood roared past her ears. “I’m serious. I wanna kiss a guy. I wanna get felt up. I wanna have sex every way it’s possible to have sex. And I wanna do it so hard and so much that it makes up for all the years I’ve missed. Do you think you and your frat brothers can manage that?”
    Drew smiled, but this time it was a feral smile, and he tugged her by the apron strings against his side. “I can manage that all by myself, sweetheart.”
    He was strong and his touch electrified her. He was staking a claim. That turned her on even more. Still, something inside her understood that having sex with a guy at school wouldn’t do enough to tamp down the rage she felt inside at her father. Not just one guy—even a really hot one like Drew. 
    “Sorry,” Lexi said, with a sweet flutter of her