STORY EXCERPT

“What’s my name?” I blurted out, realizing why he might be looking at me like that, a pit forming in my stomach.

He stared at me a moment in confusion. “I know I know your name. I’m drunk and it’s not coming to me.”

“Get off me,” I whispered, tears burning in my eyes.

“Don’t be upset,” he said gently as he did what I asked, wiping his hands on the grass before reaching for me. “I’m sorry. What is your name?”

“Why do you care?” I snapped as I quickly cleaned up in the stream. “You’re drunk, probably not going to remember this, and you act like you’ve never seen me before. Obviously I’m not the one you want, just the person of convenience.”

He narrowed his eyes at me. “I asked if you wanted help with your hard-on, not if you wanted to date. You accepted and now you’re acting like I’m some big asshole for not remembering your name like we’ve done this before. I just thought maybe you’d like to have some fun.”

“Forget it,” I grumbled as I stepped back onto the bank and turned away. “I was stupid to think I could ever be more to you.”

“What are you talking about?” he called after me. I turned and looked at him, noticing his expression was confused and a little hurt.

“It doesn’t matter anymore,” I whispered, knowing he would still hear me even with the distance between us. “I’m giving up the dream and moving on.” I turned and ran then, no longer able to deal with the mess I’d caused. Well, he’d remember me now, as the crazy little guy he fingered and who then freaked out on him.

I headed over to the waterfall, wanting to hide in the small cave there until my shift. I was mortified at what I’d done and determined to get over Canopy as fast as I could. Unfortunately, Mother Nature seemed to have other plans for me besides being alone because Twig was there. Funny, I’d never seen him around here before, and this was normally where I hid out.

“You okay, Nectar?” he asked softly as he eyed me over.

“Sure,” I lied as I shrugged. I looked Twig over appreciatively. He was gorgeous and always so sweet to me. Then I came to a quick decision. First move of getting over Canopy was to stop saving my virginity for him. “Will you fuck me?” I blurted out, wanting to smack myself in the head.

He coughed and pushed his hand to his chest, needing a moment to recover from my outburst. “Say that again?” Twig’s eyes were so wide that they just about bugged out of his head.

“You’re hot,” I rambled as my cheeks heated up with embarrassment. “You’re always nice to me. You’d make my first time special and wouldn’t hurt me. I don’t want to be a virgin anymore and I need to get over someone who will never love me. So, will you take me?”

“It’s not that I don’t want to,” Twig hedged as he eyed me over. “So forgive me for questioning your motives here but you run in here upset and announce you want to get over someone. That’s not exactly inviting to me, Nectar. I feel like a choice of convenience.”

Now I was a bastard. I was making him feel like Canopy had made me feel. I shook my head. That wasn’t really how I felt though. “No, I would have thought up this plan and gone to find you if you hadn’t been here. It just popped into my mind when I saw you because I realized you would be who I’d want to take my virginity.”

“Your second choice after Canopy.”

Now my eyes went wide. “You know?”

“Sweetie, everyone knows except him,” Twig answered gently. I hung my head in shame. I was using him.

“I’m sorry. I never wanted to make you feel like he just made me feel. But he didn’t even know my name and I know yours. We’re friends and it hurts that I saved myself for him knowing he doesn’t know my name, wants to be with anyone and everyone other than me. So I don’t want to be a virgin anymore, but I don’t want it to be just anyone who takes me either.” I whimpered at how I was making this worse instead of making sense. “I’ll just go.”

I was just about to step back into the water and out of the cave when Twig spoke. “Would you be thinking about him or me?”

“You.” The last thing I wanted was to think about Canopy during my first time. I didn’t look back at him, slumping my shoulders at how I’d made a mess of everything. Suddenly I was spun around and lifted off my feet.

“Then I accept,” he growled before kissing me. I wrapped my body around him on instinct as his lips pressed hard against mine. I gasped at the intensity from him and the desire he was awakening in me. This was what I wanted to feel when a certain drunken man who I wasn’t going to think about kissed me earlier. Twig pulled his mouth off of mine, both of us staring at each other with lust and just a little shock, I think. “What do you want for your first time?”

“Everything?” I wasn’t sure what he meant but if he moved his hand a few inches his fingers would be touching my hole. I was squirming, trying to get them there when he slapped my ass.

“Stop doing that and be patient. It’s your first time and our first time together so I’m going to do it right,” he said with an authoritative tone that made me nod instantly. “I meant how do you want me to take you? Do you want to be on your back, to ride me, on all fours, or which way?”

“How do you want me?” I asked hesitantly, staring up at him through my lashes.

He gave me a feral grin and teased my hole finally. “Sweetie, I’d take you each way every day if you’d let me.”

ADULT EXCERPT

“I trust you, Twig.” I was glad I said it because he pushed two fingers inside of me as a reward and went back to kissing me. My head was spinning at the feelings his touch was invoking in me. I was probably a bad lover in his eyes because all I could do was hang on and let him do as he wanted to me.

“Did you change your mind?” he asked quietly as he knelt on the blanket with me wrapped around him. “You don’t seem into this, Nectar.”

“I’m so into this that it’s scary. It’s like too much and not enough at once and I can’t do anything but hang on and enjoy it. I’m sorry. I’m totally showing what an inexperienced dork I am, aren’t I?”

“Not at all,” he chuckled and gave me a third finger as he spread me out on the blanket. Guess he had brought one with him when he’d come here. I wasn’t sure what I should be doing, but I was making little mewling noises like a cat as he tortured my body in the best way. His eyes drank me in and I felt self-conscious. I used my hands to cover up my withering erection and he batted them away. “What’s wrong?”

“I’ve never had a man stare at me so intently before,” I admitted as his finger rubbed my nipple. Oh, I liked that. “It’s making me self-conscious.”

“Nectar, I’ve seen many men look at you like this. You’re just oblivious, sweetie. You’re a hot little thing and half the camp has been dying to be your first. You’ve just been focused on the wrong man.”

“Really? Why didn’t anyone ever ask me to hang out or approach me?” In my head I also added, are you one of those people?

“Because you’re timid and always hiding like we all scare you.” He moved his hand over my mouth when I went to ask something else. “You can analyze this all you want later but right now is about pleasure and feeling everything you’ve been missing.” I held up my finger as the signal that I just wanted one more question. He answered it before I could even ask. “Yes, I’m one of the people who wanted you.”

I smiled and kissed his palm. He got the idea and removed his hand. Suddenly I didn’t feel so self-conscious. I actually felt sexy for the first time in my life, really. I pulled back one knee to my chest, gasping as his fingers went deeper into me.

“Very pretty,” he cooed as his other hand ran from my hole to my groin. “So damn pretty.” I blushed at the compliment and then cried out as he rubbed my prostate. “I knew you’d be a screamer. That’s so hot.”

He pulled his fingers out of my ass and I whimpered at the loss. If my being vocal was hot then why was he stopping? I got my answer a moment later as he flipped me over. I yelped at the quick move, not having been ready. Then I got with what was going on and pushed my ass up for him as an offering.

“I have to see something,” he mumbled and slapped my ass hard. I gasped as the sting radiated out into pleasure, mewling again and wiggling my ass at him for more. “Perfect. My handprint looks so good on your ass and you like it. You are fucking perfect, Nectar.”

“Then give me more,” I pleaded.

“Not this time. We can explore your kinks later, but right now I want to be gentle with you.” He moved his body over mine, his chest pressing against my back as the head of his cock started to part my hole. “Ready?”

“Yes, fuck, yes! I want you,” I rambled. The air left my lungs as he started to push into me. Damn, he was huge!

“Keep breathing through the sting. It will go away,” he told me gently as his hand rubbed my chest and stomach. I nodded, dropping my head down and doing what he wanted. The more I relaxed the more of him that slid in me. “You’re doing so good, sweetie.” I could hear the restraint in his voice and knew he wanted nothing more than to just thrust.

“Aren’t you all the way in yet?” I asked a moment later. I was stretched in a way I’d never thought possible and I swear his cock was never ending.

“No, a few more inches to go,” he whispered gently. “Is it too much? Do you want me to stop?”

I glanced over my shoulder at him. “You’d really do that, wouldn’t you? If I said it hurt you’d stop without a single complaint at my teasing you.”

“Of course I would.” He leaned forward, careful not to push into me further, and kissed my lips softly. “I’d never hurt you.”

I smiled and pushed back until his hips hit my ass. I wanted this and I wanted Twig. We both moaned at the contact, my hole quivering at the invasion and the way his cock rubbed my prostate perfectly.

“Let me know when it’s okay to move.” Twig kissed my shoulders and neck as he reached down and fondled my sac. I moaned and tried to get more contact, moving my hips so he started to pull out of me. He got the idea and took me slowly.