Page 74 of The Pact

“Sutton…” I’m not sure why I say his name. Maybe I need to know this is real.

His lips brush mine as he asks, “Do you want me to stop, Thea?”

That’s the last thing I want. “No, never.” A sob catches in my throat. This is finally happening.

“Good.”

His mouth is moving against mine with a fierceness I didn’t know he possessed. Sutton doesn’t waste a minute nudging my lips open. His hand slides up the back of my head and he gently tugs my hair backwards, opening me up to him.

As his tongue slips in, the feel of the two piercings in his mouth sends a jolt of heat right to my core. I squeeze my thighs together, trying to contain the years of desire flooding me.

I need him closer.

Pushing up, he pauses. “You okay?” I don’t answer, instead I climb into his lap and continue kissing him. His scent of lavender and sandalwood consumes me.

Sutton slips his warm hands beneath the hem of my dress. Little shivers dance over me as he lightly makes circles over my thighs. “I’ve wanted this for so long,” I admit as I pull back momentarily.

His mouth devours my neck. He’s licking, kissing, and sucking every inch of it. “Tell me,” he requests. It surprises me, but I’m so comfortable with Sutton that I don’t second guess what comes next.

SUTTON

I listen intently for her to continue her confession. She tastes amazing. I can’t keep my mouth from her.

“The first time we met, I felt this pull to you. Those two years were excruciating. Every time we touched, I wanted more. I wanted your hands all over my body.”

My hands slide up further and I grip her wide hips, pulling her against me. Thea gasps as her pussy rubs against the hardness in my pants. Damn, nothing’s ever felt this good.

“Did you ever think about me while you were alone?” I’m curious if she touched herself back then, like I had most nights. The thought that she had sends a rush of excitement through me.

Thea doesn’t answer right away. Instead, she kisses me, sucking then biting my bottom lip. I groan against her mouth. “Fuck baby, you’re killing me.”

“More times than I can count,” she finally answers. I reach my hands around and cup her perfect ass, arching my hips into her.

I need to know more. Her confirmation isn’t enough for my greedy heart. I have to know that she craves me as much as I crave her. “When’s the last time you touched yourself while thinking about me?”

She stills against me and I’m sure I’ve ruined it. Too far. I look into her deep blue eyes, but it’s her blushing that draws my attention. Oh…recently. My cock twitches at the knowledge. Thea tries to distract me as she kisses along my jaw and up to my ear. She nips at me. It almost works. Almost.

“When, baby?” My tone is a mix of pleading and demanding. I don’t know which she’ll respond to.

She sighs. “A few nights ago.”

Jesus, she might actually kill me with her honesty. My heart is pounding too fast and I’m lightheaded. “Tell me about it, please.” She might be reluctant to share these inner thoughts. However, I want her to know that she can trust me. I’m a safe space for her. “Please.” She rocks her hips against me at the plea. I’ll fucking beg for her for the rest of my life if that’s what she wants. She can have all of my dignity if it means she’ll give me her deepest thoughts and secrets.

I feel her relax into me. C’mon, tell me your desires. I will her to feel my need for the knowledge.

“I was thinking about that day at the pool, when the three of you walked in on Cole and I.” The memory comes back to me clearly. Catching them was entirely unexpected. Seeing her back arched up, completely vulnerable with Cole’s mouth making her moan, made me hard instantly.

“You looked so good with his head between your legs,” I encourage her. I want her to know that the thought of her with another man doesn’t intimidate me. That’s all I want for her—to feel every ounce of pleasure this world has to offer—by any means necessary.

Thea lets out a moan in response. She pushes her tits into me. I can’t help kissing over her collarbone, then the curves of her cleavage. My eyes flick up to see that hers are closed. She’s out of her mind with lust. That’s my girl.

“I imagined we didn’t stop, that Cole kept going, pulling my bikini bottoms off and burying his face in my pussy.” She rocks her hips in a steady rhythm, back and forth over the ridge of my cock. Her breathing picks up. She’s hitting the right spot. I don’t move a muscle, scared I’m going to throw her off. All I want is for her to come. “You came over to us, watching as Cole’s mouth worked my clit and his fingers dipped inside of me.”

I urge her to keep telling me. “What did I do, Thea?” When she bites her lip, I have to restrain myself. All I want to do is fuck her until she’s seeing stars while screaming my name.

“You took your cock out. I needed it in my mouth.” I’m surprised, I don’t know why. It’s not what I was expecting to hear. The thought of her needing to suck me off makes my dick strain against my pants almost painfully.

She picks up her pace, moving faster. I scoot down on the couch some and push up into her. “Ohhh,” she moans out.

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