Page 45 of The Pact

I’m not scared of what he might do and I believe him when he says that he’ll stop if I ask him to. I’m scared of not measuring up. Of not being beautiful enough, desirable enough. No one has ever seen me naked, certainly not a man I find attractive. And I want, no I need, him to like me.

He lowers my panties, dragging the garment down my legs and helping me step out of it.

Then he looks at me. He looks at my naked body.

His eyes are settled over my pussy but he doesn’t touch me, he doesn’t move.

He stares at my light blonde curls for what could be a minute or a whole eternity.

Something I can’t identify flickers in his eyes and I can’t help the words that leave my mouth. “You don’t like what you see. You look disappointed.”

This time the words that echo in my ears aren’t my father’s, which is a small mercy. This time the words that are making hot tears push to break the floodgates are Kelley’s.

Unfuckable freak.

“No. I—” Shep shakes his blond head. “It’s not that I don’t like what I see, Ausra. It’s that I want to see more.”

He runs a gentle finger over my slit, moving the soft hair to the side.

Fuck, this is why my sister saves every cent to splurge on Brazilian waxes as often as she can afford it.

I wish I’d gone with her the last time she got one.

“We can get you booked in for a Brazilian wax anytime you want, Smokey,” Shep says with a smile and I realize that I said all that stuff about the waxing out loud. “But I could still get to admire your gorgeous pussy in all her bare perfection, if you trust me.”

I’m almost scared to ask him what he means. “You ... do you have wax here?”

Shep chuckles, stepping away from me to look in the cabinet by the bathroom sink.

“Fuck no! I’d never attempt to do that to you. We’ll get a professional to do it. I want you to associate me touching your pussy with pleasure, not pain. But if you let me, we can try this.”

He returns with a plastic bowl, a brand new razor and a can of shaving gel.

I watch in fascination as he squirts some gel on his fingers and I jump, hissing at the contact when he begins spreading the gel on my skin.

It’s an odd feeling having someone touching me and the gel feels cold on my skin.

“Ok, let’s shave you off now,” Shep says unwrapping the razor and dropping down onto his knees.

His eyes connect with mine as he goes on with the first stroke and the way that makes me feel is really hard to describe. I can barely breathe; I don’t think I’ve ever had such an intimate moment with another person.

Shep misunderstands my nerves for something entirely different. “Don’t worry, Smokey. I do this all the time. Not just to my face. We often wear wetsuits and we’re always in the water, so the guys and I found that keeping our bodies smooth is better overall.”

It makes sense. I noticed that he didn’t have any hair down there. “I trust you, Shep,” I say, without explaining the odd feeling in my heart.

“That’s the sexiest thing anyone has ever said to me, Smokey.” He smiles as he lifts one of my thighs and guides it until it’s perched on the counter.

I’m oddly spread open and I feel completely exposed to him. This is different than just being naked. He can see pretty much every part of me this way.

My body is alive with all sorts of sensations and I’m grateful for the support offered by the counter and for his arm still keeping my leg at the angle he needs.

Shep works with fast, precise strokes of the razor rinsing it in a little bowl of water after every few strokes and after moving on to the other side, he stops to contemplate the results of his handy work.

“Ok, now that I can see that pussy?” he says running a gentle finger on the newly smooth skin. “This is the most perfect, the sexiest pussy I’ve ever seen in my entire life. And before you say anything, I’ve seen my fair share.”

Right. I know that. His and his friends’ countless hookups were the stuff of legend at school but I don’t tell him that.

I’m too busy trying to breathe under his scrutiny and his hot touch. I understand why Mc is so adamant on keeping her private area hair free. It’s like my skin is extra sensitive and every contact with Shep’s fingers feels incredible.

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