The Virgin Pact

My BFFs and I made a pact the last month of high school: No one was going to college a virgin. The only question was, who would we choose? I knew exactly who I wanted. My teacher, Mr. Parker. I might have just graduated, but I was still his student. But Mr. Parker isn’t teaching me anything in that boring civics textbook any longer. He’s bossy. He’s demanding. He’s so much older than I am. And he’s opening my eyes, teaching me exactly how pleasurable surrender can be.

Once upon a time I didn’t know what I wanted.... Then I met Mary, my sister’s nanny. She didn’t act or speak or look like an innocent. In the space between one heartbeat and the next, I stopped caring about the difference in our ages. So I’m a little older. That just means I know how to take care of her the way a real man should. Mary is gorgeous, she’s smart, she’s made it pretty damn clear she’s into me.... It’s time to make her mine.

Ryan is a bad boy, the black sheep of one of the wealthiest families in town. He walked away from that life and went his own way. Motorcycles. Tattoos. Then there’s Taylor. Sweet and pure. He’s going to get her all dirty. She’s his now, and he’s never going to let her go.