Maggie

During Thanksgiving break, Nate and Pat took the four younger boys to Nate's brother's house. They left Nash and me alone, but it's not what you think. I wasn't ready to be "alone" with him.

We watched a movie and lay on the couch, snuggled under a blanket. Nash laid behind me as we were on our sides. As the film played, he gave me soft kisses on my neck. I turned to face him, and we kissed. He moved his hand until he undid my pants, then slid his hand inside my panties.

He found his way between my legs, hitting a specific spot as my breathing hitched. My body moved with his hand as we kissed. He inserted a finger inside me. I let out a small moan against his lips. He applied slight pressure with his thumb as he continued.

As my body moved, so did his hand until I grasped his shirt. I let out a groan as my body twitched against him. I closed my eyes and lay there, breathing hard, coming down from this weird high.

I opened my eyes. Nash wiggled his fingers at me while smiling.

"What was that?"

"That, my dear, Mags, was your first orgasm."

My eyes widened. "Are you serious?"

"Yep."

"Whoa."

He kissed me. "Don't worry. I know you're not ready for the next step."

"It doesn't bother you, does it?"

"No. Why?"

"Most guys are in a rush. My friends have done it."

"Well, everyone goes at their own pace."

"So, does it hurt?"

"A girl's first-time hurts. Sex is tough when we first breakthrough. Most girls aren't used to us, and they're tight."

I sat up.

"What?"

I furrowed my brows. I didn't know how to talk to Nash about sex. I had so many questions.

"Mags, what do you want to know?"

"How did you know?"

"Because I can read your face. Ask me anything."

I thought for a minute. "How many women have you been with?"

He held up his hand and wiggled his fingers.

"Five?"

"Uh, huh."

"When did you have your first time?"

"I was fourteen. I messed around with this girl, and it happened. It didn't thrill her dad since the girl was thirteen. During my sophomore year, I dated the next girl, the third girl being Sarah. I had met the last two girls in Europe. European girls are way different from American girls, but it wasn't for me."

I sighed.

"What?"

"I'm afraid I'll disappoint you."

He pulled my chin to face him. "Hey, look at me. When it happens, it's because we love each other. Sex is an intimate, private act shared between two people. It is for me. Trust me. I don't discuss sex with anyone, not even my brothers."

That made me feel better. I didn't need Nash's brothers to find out.

"Anything else?"

"Can I see it?"

"See what?"

I pointed at his lap.

"You want to see my member?"

"Well, yeah."

"Okay." He pulled the blanket down and undid his pants, pulling his manhood out of his pants. My eyes got gigantic. Holy hell, it was big. Not only big but long and thick. He put it away and buttoned his pants.

"Satisfied?"

"Um, yeah." My face was on fire. Oh, dear God. Nash would put it inside of me. Let's hope I'm comatose when sex happens.

The rest of the night, we watched movies. After Nash's brief show and tell, he could tell I wasn't comfortable doing anything else. In time, but tonight was not the night.

*****

The next day, four obnoxious brothers awoke us.

"And what were you two doing last night, hm?" Nathan asked us.

"Sleeping," Nash said while rubbing his eyes.

"Yeah, sure, you were," Noah said.

"Was someone playing doctor? Did you ask Nash to bend over and cough?" Nixon smirked.

"No, we weren't playing doctor. No, I didn't ask him to bend over and cough." I rolled my eyes.

"How was Uncle Cayson's?" Nash asked.

"Rough. I swear the triplets get worse each year," Nixon said.

"Nix's mad because the devil spawn sprayed canned cheese over his face while he slept." Noah grinned.

"I swear, I'll beat their asses one day," Nixon said.

"The triplets?" I asked.

Nash propped himself. "Uncle Jonas has Jace, who is my age, and Jamie, who is Nixon's age. Uncle Cayson is our dad's baby brother. He has a set of triplet boys named Carson, Cody, and Caleb. They're the same age as the twins. The triplets are crazier than the demon spawn."

"How crazy?"

"Don't get caught alone with the devil spawn."

From the sound of it, the triplets were nuts. I would meet them soon enough.

"Where's Ma and Dad?" Nash asked his brothers.

"They're in the kitchen. Ma and Dad figure we would give you enough shit for them." Nixon smirked.

"Well, tell our parents not to worry. We did nothing that would cause Mags to get knocked up."

I wanted to hide under the covers. I don't know whether I should worry or not.

We walked into the kitchen.

"Is Maggie still intact?" Nate asked.

I glimpsed Nash as the others snickered.

"Yes, Dad. Maggie is still intact." He rolled his eyes.

"Just checking." Nate made a cup of coffee.

Nash leaned down. "I'll get a hotel room when it happens."

I didn't turn pink, but a tomato.

"I'm so glad that we don't visit your brother often," Pat said.

"Cayson isn't that bad."

"No, but his boys are something else." She made a cup of coffee.

"What happened?" I asked. "From everything I'm hearing, it sounds like they're the devil spawn themselves."

Everyone laughed.

"Something like that," Nate said.

"Carson, Cody, and Caleb sprayed Nixon's face with canned cheese. They took the twin's clothes, leaving them naked. We won't go there with Nolan." Pat recounted their stay at Cayson's house.

"Yes, please don't." Nolan shifted in his spot. I don't want to learn what they did to poor Nolan. It had something to do with his underwear.

Yep, I'm not sure I wanted to meet the triplets, aka the devil spawn of Cayson Gray.