Page 74 of The Pact

“Hey, motherfucker! Happy birthday!” Bode greets me, putting me in a headlock as soon as I step outside.

“Hahaha thank you, asshole.” I chuckle, shoving him back. “Where’s my girl?”

He jerks his chin toward the beer pong table. “Shep taught her how to play. She must’ve had like, twenty cups of beer. She really sucks at it. She disappeared to go use the bathroom and she must’ve been gone for half an hour.”

I grin. “Yeah, well fuck. Beer goes straight through me too.”

We walk toward the table where Ausra is aiming at one of the red solo cups with Shep and Ashton cheering her on. Her opponents are Lynda and Kenny one of the guys from the football team at school. He’s a beer pong legend, so Ausra and Shep have no chance in hell.

“Aww, boo!” She half whines, half giggles when she misses. “I really don’t like beer. It tastes like ass,” she says as she tries to down the cup, sloshing the contents everywhere.

I’ll fucking kill Shep. He let her get drunk.

“Hey baby,” I say, wrapping one arm around her waist mostly to support her as she stumbles backward after emptying her cup.

“Kelley!” She squeals hugging me back. “I missed you!”

Fuck, she’s adorable even when she’s tipsy. I’m about to take her back inside the house to grab her a bottle of water, when “Up” by Cardi B. starts playing and Ausra squeals again.

“I fucking love this song! Kelley, dance with me!”

And this is the weird thing with drunk people. She can barely stand without swaying side to side but she manages to climb on the table dragging me up with her without a hitch.

The guys are laughing too and before I know it, they’re dancing on the table with us. Basically everyone is now outside, dancing on the deck.

When the song says something about licking someone like a lollipop, Ausra runs her tongue up my neck. “Hmm I want you to be my lollipop, Kelley. You taste so fucking good.”

A low growl escapes me and I pull her closer to me. “You taste divine, baby,” I whisper in her ear, and I don’t mean just her mouth.

We dance to a few more songs and we’re grinding so close against each other that I’m as hard as a rock.

Ausra’s soft, slightly sweaty body is impossible to resist and I’m grateful that no one can see the shit I’m thinking right now. This girl is more addictive than any drugs. She’s comparable to the high I get when I’m with my windsurf on the water.

Suddenly someone yells, “Shots!”

Ausra starts bouncing up and down on the table. “Yeah! Let’s do shots!”

Fuck, no! I’m no party pooper but I honestly don’t think Ausra should have any more booze for tonight. She’s obviously a lightweight and we’ll have to train her to drink, if she wants to. But for tonight, I’m calling it and she’s done.

A look in Ashton’s direction tells me immediately that he agrees with me. “Come on, baby.” I coax her, passing her to Ashton, who’s one step ahead of me and already jumped off the table.

“Hey! I was dancing!” she slurs from the safety of Ashton’s arms. “Where are you taking me?” She half complains, half giggles when Ashton basically carries her inside the house.

“To my room,” he announces and she says, “Ok,” latching onto Ashton’s neck and sucking noisily and sloppily at his skin as he carries her up the stairs with me hot on their heels.

“Oh wow, you have a huge bed!”

Ashton begins lowering her on the California king mattress. “It’s very comfortable too, cutie. We can sleep off all that beer, huh?”

She doesn’t let go of his neck, trying to drag him down with her. “But I’m not sleepy. I feel hot everywhere and I want you and Kelley to fuck me!”

Oh, boy! This isn’t going to be easy. I climb onto the bed on the other side of her, suddenly having lost all interest in my own birthday party. I don’t want to leave her while she’s in this state. I want to make sure she’s ok. And it isn’t like with my mom. I know Ausra didn’t even mean to get drunk. So I’m not mad at her, I just want her to sleep it off in my arms.

“Of course, we’ll fuck you, baby.” I agree with her, untying the strings of her damp bikini top while Ashton slides the bottoms down her hips. “Tomorrow morning. If when you wake up you still want to fuck, I promised you I’ll bury myself so fucking deep in you that you’ll feel me for days.”

She drags me down, trying to wrap her legs around my waist. “But I want to fuck now. I want you to make me come like you did earlier.”

Ashton gives me a curious look and I sigh because I can’t believe what I’m about to do. “And I swear I’ll make you come again until you beg me to stop. Tomorrow.”

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