Page 41 of The Pact

I don’t know for how long we kiss but I like the feeling of his mouth against mine and I’m quite content to spend the afternoon like this.

When one of his hands leaves my hip, traveling up to cup one of my breasts, he surprises me by asking permission. “This ok?”

I nod and a wave of warmth sweeps over me when his hand teases my nipple through the black chiffon of my dress.

“You aren’t wearing a bra.” It isn’t a question but Shep looks pleased about it as he closes his mouth around the stiff peak of my nipple through the fabric of my dress, biting lightly.

The sensation that shoots through me is sharp, almost violent and I wonder if he can feel the sudden rush of dampness that floods my panties, even though he’s fully clothed.

“I can’t wait to get to see those perky tits, Ausra. They’re pretty big too. Something you should know about me, I’m definitely a boob guy.”

We look at each other for a second and the desire I see in his green eyes makes my heart pump blood faster all over my excited nerve endings. I wonder if Shep is thinking about touching me the same way Bode did last night. The memory of the way Bode made me feel with his fingers generates the need to be touched and I involuntarily clench the muscles of my thighs.

“Fuck,” Shep grinds out, making me realize that he’s rock hard underneath me and that’s why sitting on his lap feels so good. “If you do that, Smokey, I’m going to lose it. I’m really trying to go slow here.”

He doesn’t sound angry and his attempt to not pressure me makes me like him more and it makes me a little mad at the same time.

“Are you going slow because I—”

“Because you’re new at all of this?” he asks tightening his grip on the hip he’s still holding onto and pinching my nipple through my dress with his other hand. “Yeah. If you were any other girl, I’d have been balls deep inside of you the second Ashton’s car had left the driveway. And before you get pissy about it, I seriously don’t mind. It’s no mystery that I want you, Ausra. But I think you should be able to lose your virginity on your own terms. And with whoever you choose. Like we said, it’s your game as much as ours and you get to call certain shots. That’s one you should definitely have.”

The softness in his tone and the honesty in his eyes, make me like Shep even more than I already did. He’s far from the douche I thought he was at school. “Thank you,” I murmur, rising a little from his lap to brush my lips against his.

When I lower myself back down, he groans and I feel him hardening more underneath me.

“Fuck,” he says grinding his hips just once. “I might die before I get to be inside of you, Smokey.”

I’m about to say something, I’m not even sure what but Shep asks, “I’m not trying to be a nosy bastard here but there’s something I’m curious about.”

I tilt my head, doing my best not to squirm because now that I know how hard he is, all I want is to feel him against me. “What is it?”

“So you said that Kelley was your first kiss, right? It’s obvious that you kissed the rest of us last night but what else happened with Bode? He kept hinting that you two did more than kiss but he wouldn’t tell us what.”

I’m perplexed by Bode’s reticence to open up with his friends. “Isn’t it necessary that you guys know what happens whenever one of you is alone with me if we’re playing this game? So you know your score?”

Shep nods. “Yeah. But because the game didn’t start until you knew about it and you agreed to play, what happened before today doesn’t count.”

I consider it. “Right. So was Bode trying to be a gentleman by not telling you?”

Shep’s chuckle makes him rub against my center and I have to work hard to suppress a shiver. I look at him, trying to decide if I should tell him. He wouldn’t be jealous, right? This is just a game for them, it’s not like they care.

“How did he make you come?” he asks.

“He used his fingers.”

He smiles. “Did you return the favor?”

I answer honestly, maybe more than necessary. “I wanted to. But he said there’d be more dates and you guys would start wondering where we were.”

“Hmm,” he agrees. “He was damn right. So he finger banged you. Did he take your clothes off? Or his own?”

I shake my head.

“So you haven’t seen his cock?”

I answer him honestly and without thinking. “No. I’ve never really seen one.” Damn, honesty is so overrated! Especially when you blush no matter what you say in front of a guy you like.

Shep looks surprised. “You’ve never seen a cock? How—”

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