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“No kissing, either.” I take a deep, cleansing breath, hoping it will help clear the dirty thoughts I have in my head right now.

“Let me make things clear just in case we're not on the same page.” I take another deep breath. “No kissing, no smooching, no making out, and most importantly, no sex.”

He leans back a little, giving me a lopsided grin. “Do you believe any part of what you just said?”

Truth be told? I don’t believe a word. Who am I kidding? I want this man to do all the things I just mentioned he shouldn’t do.

“Y…...yes,” I respond with a nod, hoping I would look convincing.

He shakes his head, a gentle smile now on his lips. “No, you don’t. You don’t believe half of what you just said. I can bet my last cent that you want me to do all that you just said I shouldn’t.”

“No, I…I don’t.” I can feel my cheeks getting warm with blush, and I hate myself for it. Since when did blushing become an involuntary act? I’m grateful the cabin is dark, and he can’t see it.

“Yes, you do. There’s no need to lie, and the blush on your cheeks right now is enough to brighten up the cabin.”

“Whatever,” I murmur under my breath.

“So, are you saying the kiss we just shared has no effect on you?”

“Nope!” I pop the p, shaking my head to the side.

“Are you sure about that? Because I’m sure that the wetness pooling between your legs right now is enough proof.”

“No, it’s not!”

He’s right. about that; I can feel my wetness pooling between my legs, and hearing his dark baritone in this dimly lit room seems to be making it worse.

He gets off the couch and comes to kneel in front of me. “Should we find out?”

“What are you doing?”

“Nothing that you don’t want me to do. Tell you what, I’m going to take off your shorts, and if you are not affected by my kiss and touch, as you say, you can ask for anything, and it’s yours.”

“And what do you get?” I ask, swallowing hard even though I already know where this conversation is going.

“I get to have you. You will call off the pact of us not having sex as long as we are still in this cabin. Deal?”

No! No deal, you know you are going to lose!

“Deal,” I say, my voice barely above a whisper.

“Perfect.”

My breath hitches as he reaches into the waistband of my shorts and slowly begins to take them off along with my panties.

The anticipation builds as Ethan’s hands slide down the sides of my shorts, his touch sending shivers throughout my entire body.

He slowly takes off the fabric, maintaining eye contact. My heart pounds louder in my chest, the heat between us intensifying with every passing moment.

As the shorts pool around my ankles, leaving me exposed and vulnerable, I can feel the intensity of his gaze boring into me, igniting a fire deep within my core.

His eyes darken with desire, mirroring the primal need that courses through my own veins.

“What do we have here?” He clicks his tongue as he holds up my shorts for me to see. From the dim light coming from the window, I can see the center of my panties is soaked with my wetness.

I don’t know what I was expecting. Maybe the wetness would have dried up before he finished taking off my shorts.

Call me delusional, but shying away from that bet would have meant that I was truly wet. So, you agreed to the bet just to prove further how wet you are?

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