Page 91 of The Pinkie Pact

"You can tell me anything," she said.

Her sweetness and kindness propelled me to go forward and tell her more. "Well, Christina was my first. I had only kissed a few girls before her."

She nodded, a slight crease between her brows. "Okay."

But she still didn't know the whole story. "We barely had sex at all, and what little we had, that was just in the beginning."

I stopped speaking, waiting to see what her reaction was going to be as my stomach churned.

"Ah, I see...." she said. "But how does that translate to you and me exactly?"

She didn't quite get the deeper undercurrent of what I was trying to say, and I realized I'd have to tell her outright. Even though I dreaded it with all my being.

"Because..." I looked away from her eyes. It was too much.

But she wasn't having it and forced my face back to hers with her hand. "Because what?"

Welp, here goes. "Because," I whispered, "I don't know what I'm doing. I don't know how to please you like you pleased me last week. Well, more than pleased. Because what you did to me, holy heck, that was pure ecstasy." And then the babbling truly took over. "I mean, I looked online, I read a bunch of stuff, did a lot of research—"

Her laughter interrupted me. "You mean you watched porn?"

I couldn't help laughing too. "No! Well, there were a few things that popped up that I wish to God I could unsee."

The bed shook with how hard she was laughing.

"But really," I continued, trying to defend myself, "I looked at online magazines, health websites, that kind of thing."

Her smile filled up her entire face. "You did that for me?"

With her reaction so far, the churning in my stomach began to ease, and I felt a slight bubble of hope rising up in me. "I did. But I feel like I still have no clue what I'm doing, how to make you feel good."

Nodding slowly, she compressed her lips together in thought. "I understand now. Well, you know what, love?"

God, I really liked it when she called me that. "What?"

"I think that is so incredibly sweet that you went to all that trouble."

Was she for real? "Yeah?"

"Yeah." She rubbed her hand back and forth on my bicep, giving me chills. "And you know what else?"

"What?" I asked, my heart pounding.

"I love that you don't have much experience. You know why?"

This was a good thing in her eyes? "Why?"

"Because I can tell you exactly what I like."

That feeling of hope expanded into my whole body. "You'll do that?"

"Do I seem shy to you?"

I cracked up at that. "No. No, you don't."

"Good. Now, I'm tired of talking. Will you just lick my boobs already? They're kind of sticky."

Oh, dear God. And that was the moment I realized I had fallen for this girl. Fallen hard.

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