Page 9 of Forbidden Fruit (Sweet Treats 7)

The man nods thoughtfully.

“So it sounds like it was probably your friend, Kaylee, who orchestrated it all then.”

I gulp, tears coming to my eyes again.

“Yes, I think so,” is my devastated whisper. “We’ve been friends for so long, and I always thought we were inseparable, along with another friend of ours. But I guess I misread the entire situation.”

He strokes my back as I break down again, leaning against his shoulder. Oh god, why did this happen? Tonight of all nights too. Why did I have to learn the ugly truth about the people closest to me in this fashion? Suddenly, I realize I must be ruining his expensive clothes with my tears and slobber.

“I’m sorry,” I cry, jerking up right and looking at the man’s tux. “I’m getting your shirt and jacket all wet. Here,” I say, trying to scrub frantically at the damp fabric with a balled-up tissue. “This will take out some of the moisture.”

But the man merely grabs my small hand in my big fist, preventing me from doing more. His grip is firm and strong, and again, I realize how huge he is compared to me. I’m a curvy girl, but he must be three times as big, with those wide shoulders and spade-like hands. Oh my gosh, is he big down there too?

I flush, embarrassed for even thinking this way. Here’s a random stranger trying to comfort me, and instead, I’m wondering about the size of his tool. How terrible.

But as if in answer, I feel something jerk beneath my bottom. What is that? I look up into his eyes, and there’s a gleam in those blue depths that wasn’t there before. Instead, he merely looks back at me calmly, and speaks again.

“So you were at the hotel for prom? And you were planning on being with your boyfriend for the first time tonight?”

I take a deep breath and then let out a shuddering sigh while hanging my head.

“Yes,” I say in a small, dull voice. “I had it all set up. We rented a room, and I was going to lose my virginity to Ryder. It was supposed to be a night of firsts, and I guess it has been, in a horrible way.”

The man is silent for a moment, merely stroking my back.

“Well, at least you weren’t in love with Ryder,” he says.

I shake my head while inhaling deeply again.

“Definitely not. But still, Ryder’s handsome and built, and I’ve known him since forever. Plus, there aren’t many girls who still have their cherries intact, like me,” I add ruefully. “I wanted to get rid of it once and for all, and tonight was supposed to propel me into womanhood. Sometimes, I feel like I’m the only woman in the world left with her cherry deep inside. Who knew it would be so hard to get rid of?”

The man’s big hand on my back stops for a moment.

“Do you want to lose your cherry that badly?” he asks in a neutral voice. There are subtle undertones to his question, and a sudden tension in his body, but I’m too caught up in my own misery.

I sigh again, staring at my clasped hands.

“Well yes,” I say. “Of course it’s not true that I’m the only eighteen year old girl in the world who’s still a virgin, but it definitely feels like it sometimes. Sometimes, I wonder if I should just pop it myself with a toy or a tampon or something. It would be pathetic, but I’m definitely getting to that stage.”

Now there’s a tension vibrating from the big body below me, although the man is completely still.

“Well, if you’re that needy, I think I can help you,” he says finally, after a moment. “I have a hotel room upstairs, and it’s been a tough couple hours for both of us. If you like, sweetheart, I’d be more than happy to pop your cherry. In fact, it could be very enjoyable, if not therapeutic, for both of us.”

My chin lifts swiftly as I meet those blue eyes, and there’s a heat there that wasn’t present before. His intense gaze makes me go hot inside, and my breasts lift and fall with sudden awareness of this gorgeous man. That tell-tale twitch happens beneath my bottom again, and suddenly, I’m aware of my power over him as a luscious female. He’s attracted to me, the same way I’m attracted to him, and our connection is electric.

Oh my god. Should I? I only just met this man. I don’t even know his name, come to think of it. But he’s gorgeous, and obviously a commanding alpha male. I can’t look away from those blue eyes, but I don’t want to either.

Suddenly, my mind’s made up. Why not? I’ve already lost so much tonight, that I might as well go with the flow and give myself something to enjoy. Intuitively, I know that with this man, I’ll be safe and that he’ll take me to the heavens with him while making me sigh with need and cry with ecstasy.

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