Darling, you'll be okay

He was shirtless. And we cuddled close together under his blanket. Oh My. His warmth drove me crazy. His chest was pressed against me.

I was wide awake from the walk to his house in the chilly night air and all I could think about was his body being so close to me.

"Tristan?" I called to him, wondering if he was awake.

"Yes, beautiful?"

"I love you," I said.

"I love you more," he whispered.

He kissed me softly. He tasted fiery and electric as always.

I needed him. I needed him now.

"So umm.. I've been thinking about what you said," I told him, butterflies in my stomach, "I'm ready..."

His body stiffened. "Are you sure?" He questioned. "I wouldn't want you to feel pressured into anything.."

"I'm Positive," I responded. Outwardly, I was confident, on the inside, not so much. My stomach danced with nerves and I felt a chill go up my spine.

He drew me close to him and kissed me softly in the dark. His breathing was heavy. Was he turned on too?

My question was quickly answered as he kissed me with more force, hungrily. He slid on top of me, pinning my arms to my side.

He kissed my neck and trailed kisses along my jaw and then back to my mouth. I moaned softly. Oh Tristan..

I scratched my nails down his back in ecstasy. This caused his body to react as he moved his lips back to my neck and bit softly. I screamed in pleasure.

His hand slid under my shirt and before I knew it, we were both undressed.

He breathed heavily and gently, softly, sweetly, made love to me.

Tristan Kingsley will always be my first, no matter what happens in the future.
I'm grateful that the most intimate part of me now belongs to him.

"I love you so much, Lena," he murmurs, exhausted.

"I love you more," I say.

I hear his breathing steady next to me. His arm is wrapped tightly around me. He's asleep.

"Never let me go," I beg.

Maybe he's not asleep...

"I won't," he promises, "I'll never let you go, Lena."

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