//I don't believe in superstars, organic food or foreign cars. I don't believe the price of gold, the certainty of growing old. That right is right and left is wrong, that north and south can't get along. That east is east and west is west and being first is always best but I believe in love....// Don Williams

Through the camp fire, he watched where she stood by the grill talking with Claire and two other beach campers. They were all roasting something but only she had his eyes. She was holding a few sticks of marshmallows and maybe some hot dog, he didn't really care about those.

He just sat there, trying to decide which of her looks enthralled him most: her, completely naked underneath and all over him like she was about an hour too long ago or her standing there in his hoodie.

He may have gotten a bit too fierce with her cloth earlier, the damn thing was in his way, clinging to her curves like a second skin in places he desperately wanted his hands and mouth, he may or may not have ripped it into shreds. He still had no remorse.

And when he got her as bare as he wanted, he had taken a step back to admire her, to say she was beautiful would be merely commonizing her. Truth? She was everything he had imagined and then more, she was art, she was glorious and now she was his.

Funny how she thought her boobs looked 'cool' in that dress a few days ago, Iverson begged to differ, they looked extremely cooler with only his palms covering them.

She made him feel things he had never felt before, not even with Jasmine that was his first.

Blue's moans, the passion that turned her pale brown eyes chestnut, the feverish temperature of her body at his touch, it sent all thought of being a gentleman right out of his mind.

Just remembering how perfectly their bodies synced had him growing increasingly stiff again and knowing she had nothing under his hoodie wasn't helping any. He was becoming fast addicted to her and he didn't think he'd ever get enough.

He watched besottedly as Claire said something to her and she threw her head back in laughter, Iverson's face stretched into a wide grin like he was in on the joke even though he couldn't hear them, watching her laugh pleased him immensely.

"Blink mate, she's not going to disappear if you stop gawking at her for a second." Biggie said, suddenly appearing and planting himself in his line of view.

Iverson straighten in his seat and removed the guitar that sat lamely in his laps, "If I say 'fúck off' nicely, will you leave?" He asked, placing the guitar on the ground beside him.

"Never." Biggie replied as he took another swig from the beer bottle in his hand then moved out of the way to plump down on the seat beside Iverson.

"Aye," he sighed exhaustedly. "the world of good séx can do a man. Here's to Adam and Eve..." He lifted his bottle up in self cheers. "For making the sweetest discovery and teaching it to their kids who passed it on to mankind."

Iverson made a disgusted face at what he implied then shook his head in amusement but before he could reply, someone clasped their hands down on his eyes from behind. He knew who it was the moment he felt two soft moulds that would be someone's breast pressed into his skull and he quickly but gently peeled her hands off before Blue saw.

Here was the thing about Valeria, he wasn't completely honest with Blue earlier, sure everyone knew they were friends but it was also a common knowledge that she has this huge crush on him and wasn't always subtle in showing him.

It probably had little to do with his looks and more with the fact that she saw him as her benefactor. He did her and her father a favour a while back and she decided to make it a big deal.

"Hey Valeria." He pulled her to stand beside him. She had change from her yellow dress into a hip length jeans with nothing else on but a strapless bra and she had the big silver hoop she uses for her occasionally hula dance in the crook of an arm but that didn't stop her from quickly inviting herself unto his laps and grinding on his already stiff member.

His eyes snapped to where Blue was and luckily she was still engrossed with what she was doing.

"Hooo, someone's excited." Valeria giggled, literally giving him a lap dance.

Iverson grimaced as he tried to get her off of him without being rough. "That isn't for you Valeria, please get off."

Biggie of course found his words and predicament funny, he cracked up so loud that his laughter drew attentions to them including Blue's. Great, just fúcking perfect. He could almost feel the daggers flying towards him through her eyes.

"No brainer, I'm the one sitting on it." Valeria said with a throaty laugh.

"It was there before you came, get off please."

"Who is it for then?" She stopped moving but didn't stand.

"I was watching my girlfriend over there and...this happened." He admitted, looking back to see Blue already making her way towards them.

Girlfriend. He liked the sound of that and the face that came with it.

"You don't have a girlfriend." Valeria stood up abruptly and he immediately rose with her, in case she decided to sit again.

"I do now." He replied, looking down on himself to adjust his trouser to further conceal his erection. For goodness sake his feelings were in overdrive like a hormonal teenager who just saw his crush naked.

He couldn't help the fond smile that lightened his face as Blue walked up to him with narrowed eyes and flared nose, brandishing a stick of marshmallows in her hand like a weapon. He sneaked an arm around her waist and brought her closer to him, pressing a kiss to her jaw in subtle assurance.

He wasn't trying to throw the fact in Valeria's face but he couldn't help it either, when she spun around and walked away with an angry huff, he almost went after her to apologise.

"I don't like her." Blue asserted, keeping her eyes on Valeria as she went and stood on a pedestal for her hooping, keeping her back to them.

"She's harmless." Iverson said, circling both arms around her and bringing her flushed against his chest.

"Like hell she's harmless. She's been practically naked the entire time I've know her and she wants you. I'll know, I have that look in her eyes a few hours ago and she was just openly grinding on yo...oh God." She suddenly gasped and tried to move away from him.

"Is that why you are...you are.."

"Hard?" He finished for her, pressing himself firmer into her lower abdomen. "I was hard before she came and it's because I had my eyes on you." He held her gaze, letting all his desire rush forward for her to see in his eyes. She swallowed with the excited shiver that went down her spine at his words, she had no ready reply for that.

Biggie rolled his eyes and lazily got up to joined his girlfriend at the grill, who want to be the spectator to their best friend's mushiness? Not him, that was for sure.

"I want you Blue," Iverson whispered huskily, kissing the corner of her mouth. He could feel himself pulsing down there with just having her in his arms. "I can't get enough. Let's go back to the tent."

"I can't."

The edge in her quiet words was like snapping fingers in his lust glazed eyes. His hold tightened around her waist as he pulled back to examine her face, feeling a stillness descending on him. Was she having second thought about him? Was she regretting what they've done?

"Daniel is coming over." She rushed to explain. "He invited me to dinner and since I didn't go, I asked him if he would like to join us here and he's on his way. You don't mind do you?"

He did, he minded a great deal even though Dan assured him it was nothing, he just couldn't shake off the connection he saw between them and now he was almost feeling guilty for coming between them.

"Is he coming with Cynthia?"

"I don't think so." Blue said. She removed a marshmallow that had been deeply coated with Nutella from the stick in her hand and held it up to his mouth.

"Are you going to tell him we are together now or should I?" He asked before taking her offer, making sure to lick her fingers in the process.

She chuckled and brought the fingers down on her tongue too, watching him through her lashes ass she re-licked. Iverson growled lowly, she was teasing him just when he thought his need couldn't get any deeper.

"I think he already got that idea, he's been teasing me since the kitchen incidence."

See? He was being totally unreasonable, Dan wouldn't lie to him and cheer him on if there was anything now would he?

"Is his coming over the only reason you don't want to go back to the tent with me?" He asked because the edge in her voice and the look in her eyes were contradicting. She blushed and quickly looked away from him.

"Blue." He jerked her a bit in persistence.

"I'm sore." She blurted, blushing deeper and he frowned.

"Oh babe, I'm so sorry." He apologised and kissed her forehead, feeling like an inconsiderate jerk. "I didn't know I was that rough?"

She didn't have to answer, everything clicked in his mind and he released her, taking a step back with bewildered eyes. How could he have gotten so carried away and missed it? He remembered asking her just one more time if she was sure, he told her he was clean and she said the same, adding the fact that she was on pills and that, made him lose all sense of reasoning and being buried deep inside her was all he thought of.

"Why the fúck didn't you tell me?" He snapped, feeling sick to his stomach. She only shrugged and took a step towards him. Iverson backed away from her again.

"What?" She chuckled lightly. "It wasn't that important."

"Wasn't that important?" He practically yelled. "Wasn't that important to tell me that was your first time?" He ran his fingers through his hair and looked around flabbergasted.

"You told me you had séx with Derrick but you were a virgin all this fúcking time and you think it's not that important that I know?!"

"Oh?" She felt like she was just slapped. "I didn't know you only wanted me because you thought someone else has had me? Oh God, I'm such an idiot." She threw what was left of her marshmallows in the sand in annoyance.

"That's all this is about isn't it? A new guy that wants me came along and you had to satisfy your testosterone?"

"That is not what I'm saying." He said through his teeth.

"But that is what you mean!" She yelled. "Why? You think I'm going to expect some obligations you don't want just because you are my first? No Ivers, I don't expect shít from you. I'm not a child and it was my choice you don't have to do anything by me, you don't even have to date me or whatever this is." She gestured her hands wildly between him and her.

"Congratu-fúcking-lation, you are still a free man for he-who-must-not-be-named or whoever, I couldn't care less." She spun around to walk away from him but he threw his hands around her and hugged her from behind.

An angry tear rolled down her cheek and dropped on his arm, he cursed under his breath, they couldn't even make it through 24hours of dating before he made her cry.

"I'm sorry." He whispered into her ear and pressed a kiss to her neck. "I didn't mean it like that." He turned her to face him. "Look at me babe," he pleaded, wiping her tears with his thumb but she kept her eyes down, closing them completely when he lifted her chin.

"I wanted you four years ago," he brushed his lips feathery on hers. "I wanted you when I saw you again and all you did was annoy the crap out of me, I wanted you even more when I saw you naked in the bathroom. Maybe I became desperate when Derrick came along because I already had Dan to contend with but I've always wanted you. I just wish you told me, I'd have....." He searched for the right words, he definitely wouldn't have taken her today, on a stupid sleeping bag in a tent!

"I would have made it more special, been gentlier, appreciated it a bit more?"

She opened her eyes to look at him, believing the sincerity she saw in his. "I enjoyed every bit of it." She smiled and pressed her lips to his, Iverson growled and pulled her even closer. "I like it a little rough, not too much but just enough and that was exactly what you gave me. It couldn't have been anymore special trust me."

He smiled against her lips before deepening the kiss, it seem to get sweeter every other time.

Daniel saw them kissing from a safe distance, it was getting dark so they didn't notice him but he didn't want them to just yet.

When they parted, he watched Iverson said something that made Bella grinned cockily at him and he smiled back serenely. She replied to whatever he said before tickling him and running away but he was hot on her heels, when he grabbed her from behind Daniel watched them playfully wrestled each other into the sand.

Bella's screeches and laughter filled the evening air beautifully, reminding him of a nightingale. He had never seen her that happy and it brought a smile to face, proud of his plan that was now accomplished.

She was happy like he wanted her to be, a little more time and he can finally tell her his true identity.

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