Page 81 of The Pinkie Pact

But the problem was I didn't really know how, and I was mortified to admit it even to myself. In the dark, lying here with Sky asleep, I finally realized I had to acknowledge the problem. And the problem was I'd only ever been with one girl in my life—Christina. Well, that wasn't really the problem in and of itself. It was more than that.

In the beginning, I had tried everything to make her happy in bed, but nothing ever seemed to work. She wasn't up for anything other than very basic stuff, and even that, she never seemed to really enjoy it.

And I'd triedeverything. I'd talked to a good friend with lots of experience and asked him for advice. Believe me, he'd had a lot to say. I'd tried it all. But to my utter disappointment, nothing worked.

Then I'd looked online at men's magazines, sex therapist sites, health websites, and attempted it all again. But absolutely nothing helped. Christina just wasn't into it, didn't even want to talk about it, and the little bit of a sex life we had completely flat-lined.

Christina simply hadn't been interested, and of course, that was okay. Obviously, I was aware that some people didn't want to engage in sex for a variety of reasons, and the last thing I wanted to do was pressure her.

So with the passing years, I ignored that part of me and let it die, thinking that was it for the rest of my life. But how utterly fucking depressing, I realized now, to be with someone you weren't compatible with sexually. It wasn't really fair for either of us.

Once again, I found myself thanking God, the universe, everything responsible for bringing Sky into my life.

But now, I kind of had a problem... because I wanted to give her pleasure, but I was like a teenage boy with zero experience or knowledge. I felt absolutely pathetic and nervous as hell about it all and had no idea what to do.

I needed and wanted to do everything I could to keep this girl, to keep her by my side forever. But how could I even come close to what she'd just done to me?

Squeezing her tighter to me, I sighed into her hair. Sky was quickly becoming the most important thing in the world to me, and I desperately needed to figure out a way to make her happy.

See You Later

Sky

Waking up in Kieran's arms was the best feeling ever in the world. My mind wandered to that morning many weeks ago now after the cookie incident when I'd woken up next to Kieran feeling so content only to be completely crushed a moment later.

But now, everything was different, and I'd never felt closer to anyone in my life. I could feel his chest rising and falling against my back. Every part of us from head to toe was connected, with his arm thrown around me, still holding me tight.

I thought back to last night and what had happened between us. Cursing the lack of privacy, I so wished we could repeat it and pick up where we left off right now. I'd love to wake Kieran up with my mouth on him again.

Unfortunately, that girl was still on the couch, plus some other poor soul trying to sleep in a chair. And I knew Kara's schedule. She'd still be in our room, not going anywhere for hours on a Friday morning.

Sighing, I realized I'd probably have to wait until election night. But I wasn't sure of that even. What if his mom lost, God forbid? I had no idea what to expect if that happened. Would Kieran even want to be around me? Would the whole family descend into depression? I'd never even come close to being behind the scenes of an election, only watched them unfold on TV.

The thought of the next few days without Kieran was unbearable. This boy had crept under my skin to become a part of me now, and last night had cemented that.

Those feelings were there, feelings I'd never even come close to having before. And I was just beginning to be okay with that, just starting to feel like I could trust Kieran because, above all, I knew that Kieran was the opposite of any guy I'd been with in the past. He was one of the good guys.

I felt him stir behind me, along with something hard against my ass. Man, I couldn't wait till we could be free to do whatever we wanted whenever we wanted because sex in the morning was amazing, and I couldn't imagine sharing it with someone I actually cared about.

"Good morning," he whispered near my ear as his body began to move, creating friction between us.

As I started to move with him, he let out a hiss, his big hand grabbing my hip, stopping me. "You're killing me, Sky."

"Sorry, not sorry," I said softly.

He chuckled, the warm air on my neck making me shiver.

"We seriously need to figure out some new sleeping arrangements," I said, not even giving a crap if I came off too pushy.

"I'll take care of it," he said, his voice serious.

The door popped open, and Kara stuck her head in, glancing around the room, then waving at us to come out.

Kieran sighed behind me. "I will definitely take care of it," he mumbled, making me giggle as I stretched and stood up.

We made a funny procession down the hall, and I couldn't help grinning at Kieran who walked with a pillow right in front of his jeans. He narrowed his eyes at me, shaking his head.

After Kara apologized about the room debacle, the three of us ate some cereal together, talking about the craziness of last night, Kara rehashing everything she could remember from the club. Across from me, Kieran sat on the couch, listening and not saying much. But I felt his eyes on me constantly, making me wonder what he was thinking.

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