One of the boys

The art of seduction.

Okay, so this next part is a bit racy because Pacen & Abby are starting to fool around! WARNING! SEX SCENE!

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Abby’s P.O.V

After Devin and Amy dropped us off I went straight inside to Pacen’s room. All I wanted was some sleep and to clear my head. So much had happened today. I stripped off my outfit and changed into one of Pacen’s shirts and shorts. I hopped into bed. As soon as my head hit the pillow I heard the door creek open. “Abs?” Pacen’s voice fluttered through the room.

“Yeah?” I whispered.  

“Are you alright? You seemed pretty upset earlier.” He asked. I heard the clatter of his belt buckle hitting the floor and I knew he was disrobing himself before getting into bed with me. For some reason this seemed uniformed and almost practiced.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just tired.” I said halfheartedly. I felt disgusted. There was a knot in the pit of my stomach and I knew this horrible feeling wouldn’t relinquish itself until the truth was out. But the only matter was how was I going to say it all?  

“So…do you want to do stuff tomorrow?” He asked steadily.

I sat up to watch him. Right now I did want him. I wanted to hold him and him hold me. Because I needed Pacen. More than he could understand, more than I even could. “Or we could do stuff now.” I said nervously.

He smiled at me and released a heavy sigh. Slowly he rose until his lips met mine. Instantly I felt my breathing rising and my heartbeat racing. I tangled my fingers in his hair. He brought me on top of him until I was straddling him. His hands cupped my butt. It was so easy being with him. His hands trailed up. He took off my shirt and smiled up at me as he unclasped my bra. I felt my cheeks heat up. He took one breast in his hand and the other in his mouth. I moaned as his tongue flicked against my nipple. “Pacen.” I whispered. He kept his eyes on me as I panted. I ran my fingers though his hair, admiring the silky texture of it.

I felt Pacen’s bulge rub against my thigh. “What do I do?” I breathed into his hair. He paused to stare up at me.

“You want me to teach you how to seduce a guy?” He asked oddly. I nodded and realized he was just as nervous as I was. “Okay, put you’re shirt on.” He commanded before sitting on his desk chair. I did as he said before standing in front of him.

“What now?” I asked. He studied me for a moment. He gestured for me to draw closer to him. I closed the space between us.

“Get on my lap.” He said softly. I straddled his crotch. I looked him in the eye. There was desire in his eyes. The faint glow of the moonlight allowed me to see the dark blue tone in his eyes. “Kiss me.” He whispered seductively. I bent my head and kissed him. I ran my fingers through his hair. His hands squeezed my butt.

“Go with your instincts, baby.” He said against my lips. I blushed because he called me: ‘baby’. I let my hands fall down to his chest until they were tugging at the hem of his shirt. I took it off. My fingers traced his skin. It felt warm, almost burning, against my own. I rubbed myself against him. He moaned into my mouth. I tore my lips away from his and kissed his neck. His breathing as loud as mine. I felt embarrassed, but relieved that I was doing this. Happy that Pacen and I were finally getting our own time.

I paused, crouch over him. “Should I…I-” He cut me off.

“Only if you think you can handle it.” He gave me a worried look.

Was I ready to? A part of me wanted to….Before I thought it over more I found myself hauling on the waistband of Pacen’s boxers. He picked himself a bit, so I could pull them off. I stood before him, memorizing what it felt like to have Pacen completely naked in front of me. He was perfect. Everything about him, even the huge, throbbing-“Abby.” Pacen whispered. I bent down. He leaned forward and cupped my face. “I’d never make you get on your knees for me because that means I don’t respect you, but I do.” He paused and stared me straight in the eye. “If any guy makes you get on your knees, he doesn’t respect you.”