Page 79 of The Pact

“It isn’t cold, cutie.” I chuckle. “You just got very hot because you were in the sun.”

I crouch down a little more and she inhales sharply but I swallow it with a kiss.

My lips are hot on hers and she immediately opens up. She tastes of sunscreen and a hint of salt from the sea water.

Little droplets of water are running down her neck and shoulders and I follow them with my fingers while my tongue explores her mouth.

She kisses me back with everything she’s got and I feel stupid for my insecurity earlier on.

Her lips are so soft that I just can’t get enough and my mind immediately goes into the gutter, imagining those lips wrapped around my cock.

As if on cue, the already tight situation in my shorts worsens and I’m painfully hard, twitching as my shaft rubs against her bikini clad pussy.

She wiggles her hips without breaking the kiss, seeking more friction.

“Ash,” she murmurs against my lips when my fingers reach the swell of her tits and tease her erect nipple through the light blue fabric of her bikini top.

I’m beyond words right now and all I can manage is a low growl as I suck her bottom lip into my mouth.

I’m wracking my mind over what to do, wondering if she’d let me take her. I know she hasn’t done it yet with any of the others, or I wouldn’t hesitate.

One of my hands tightens against the perfect globe of one of her ass cheeks and I squeeze, pushing our bodies closer together.

I decide to sit down on the sand in the shallow water and let her take the lead. We can go as slow or as fast as she wants.

The angle is perfect as she straddles me when my ass touches the compact, wet sand.

I thrust my hips into her. “Ouch!”

The sharp, stinging pain only lasts for a second but it’s enough to almost make me lose my balance. It feels like I got stabbed.

Ausra’s lips leave mine. “Are you all right?” she asks, stroking my jaw with gentle fingers.

My voice comes out in a breathless rush and it isn’t just because of the frantic kisses Ausra and I were exchanging only a second ago. The stinging pain in my left buttock has now turned into a burning throb and I can barely move.

“I think I sat on something,” I breathe out, gritting my teeth when the wave of pain that crashes over me is so intense that it makes me nauseous. “I need to move ...”

She gets up, offering me a hand that I accept gratefully, trying to get my body to support my own weight though, because I’m pretty sure that I have a least a hundred pounds on Ausra.

When I stand up, she immediately tucks her shoulder under my arm to support me.

A cloud of sand in the clear water tells me what I need to know even before I see the small scorpion fish swim away from the spot I was occupying until a moment ago.

That explains the pain.

“A fucking scorpion fish.” I pant as I begin feeling dizzy.

“Aren’t they poisonous?”

I nod in response to her question, closing my eyes as the haze of the hot sun on the horizon hurts my vision. “Yeah. We need to make sure I don’t have one of its spines stuck in my flesh.”

Ausra wraps a supportive arm around my waist, taking a step forward, toward the beach. “Do we need to go to the hospital? Sorry but I don’t drive. Do you want me to call 911 or one of the guys?”

I shake my head. “We can call my family doctor. He’ll come quick. The best thing to do is to immerse the part in hot water. That’s what they told us at the hospital when Kelley stepped on a scorpion fish in Tahiti.”

We slowly walk out of the water. The effort not to put too much weight on her is so exhausting that by the time we get back to the house, I’m covered in a sheen of sweat.

“Ash, maybe we should go to the hospital. You look really pale.”

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