Pop. It’s a drink. It’s a name. For me, pop was the sound my cherry still hadn’t made. At first, I thought it was because of my curves, but then I found out my brother warned them all away from me in high school and the ‘don’t touch’ rule kinda stuck.Only one guy was brave enough to go against him. Derek Star. The baddest boy our sleepy town has ever seen. He was my first kiss. My only kiss. But he left. Six years later, I'm still waiting for him to finish what we started. Will he ever come back for me? Warning: this quick read contains over-the-top declarations, insta-love and molten hot moments between a curvy girl and a dirty-talking bad boy who knows exactly what he wants. He’ll do anything to be the one to break this innocent girl in and make her his.