Page 155 of The Pact

I laugh and shove his shoulder as he comes towards me. “Just need some ink,” he says, embracing me. “Here and here.” His fingers skate up my arm.

“No, she doesn’t. She’s perfect the way she is,” Cole interjects, giving Sutton a glare.

“I wouldn’t mind a few more tattoos,” I admit. I’ve always been interested, but never had a specific design in mind. The crown on my hip was spontaneous and more of an act of rebellion. Sutton throws Cole a satisfied smirk, which gets him an eye roll from his brother.

My gaze lands on the paper that Cole is jotting things down on. “What’s that for?”

“Our annual summer barbecue. We invite all our friends for food, drinks, swimming, and all kinds of debauchery,” Sutton explains.

“By debauchery, he means throwing darts, dancing, and beer pong. Cups.” Cole writes the word down on his list. “We’ve made a few changes, mostly in the way of food. Gluten-free everything.”

“Oh, no. That’s a bad idea.” I cringe, imagining it. “No one will show up to your next one,” I laugh. “Do whatever you normally would. I’m good.”

Cole’s brows pull together. “Love, it’s really not a problem. I’m happy to do it.”

Not wanting to argue, I thank him. I hate that they’ve had to rearrange their eating habits because of me. I’d hate to subject their guests to the same thing.

“Oh, before I forget. Invite Cassie and Anthony.” Sutton adds, “It’s next Friday.”

I smile at him. “Thank you for thinking of them. I’m sure they’d love to come.”

Pulling Sutton in closer, I wrap my arms around his back and place my ear against his chest, listening to that beautiful heartbeat for a moment.

Sutton kisses my neck, then my shoulder. “God, you smell so fucking good.” He pauses and runs his fingers over a particular spot. “Looks like Wes got a little rough last night, huh?”

I pull away from his chest, biting my lip and staring up at him. I nod.

“Poor thing. Do you need some Sutton time tonight? I can make you feel real good, baby.” His words send heat straight to my core. I lean in and kiss him, taking his bottom lip between my teeth.

“Yes, please,” I murmur as I pull away.

Sutton smiles and squeezes me tighter. “Well, since you asked so nicely.” I shove him backwards.

“You offered,” I counter. Turning to Cole, I notice he’s staring at us, looking a little hurt.

Immediately, I feel an ache in my chest. I’ve realized that Cole is the sensitive one in the group. I’m still learning each of them and need to get better at giving him more attention. He needs it more than the others.

Sutton comes up behind me and whispers loud enough for Cole to hear. “I think he wants some love.” He rolls his eyes, assuming that his brother’s teasing him.

Wrapping his arms around me, Sutton pulls me around the island where Cole is sitting on a stool. Pushing me between his spread legs, he nudges Cole and me closer until we’re face to face. Sutton wasn’t mocking him. He wants me to give his brother some attention.

Running my hands up Cole’s sculpted chest, I take his face in my hands and bring his mouth to mine. He doesn’t resist. His hands rest on my hips, pulling me closer.

Cole kisses me sweetly, but it’s me who deepens it. My hands fall down to his lap and I run them over his thighs. He groans into my mouth and it takes all of my control to keep them where they are. I don’t want him to think that I’m only interested in sex.

Clearly that isn’t a concern of his as his fingers grip the backs of my thighs just under my ass. I can feel the intent of his touch. Desire pools between my legs.

Behind me, Sutton’s pushing into me and I can feel his cock come to life. His hands slip under my top and he palms my tits.

Brushing his thumbs over my hardened nipples, I break my kiss with Cole to rest my head on Sutton’s shoulder.

Cole kisses down my neck, tightening his grip. He pulls away, taking a hand with him. I open my eyes to see him leaning back in his chair. He’s palming his cock through his jeans. I meet his intense gaze. I want them both, right here, right now.

SUTTON

I don’t need Thea to tell me what she wants. I can sense it and I’m not one to deny her.

Freeing my hands from beneath her top, I pull it over her head and toss it onto the island. From behind, I have the perfect view of peering down over her shoulder. Her tits are amazing. I’ll never get over how beautiful Thea is, inside and out.

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