He moved in further. A ripping pain seared through me, but once he slid in more and I adjusted, it seemed to ease. I could still feel the ache, but it was slowly being replaced by the exquisite feel of him deep inside me, stretching me for the first time. I smiled against his lips, wanting to shout, “We did it!”, but I guessed that would have been immature.

Nick slid back and forth at a steady pace, slowly, watching me from above while I concentrated on how full I felt with him inside me. I used the moment to touch his body, sliding my hands along his braced arms and over his chest. His hair tickled my chest as he moved. Nick looked so handsome tonight. I sighed with happiness, drawing my finger over his left brow touching the scar from our camping trip. It was beautiful. He was beautiful and sexy and everything I’d always wanted. His breaths became heavier and his thrusts more frequent. My body jolted up each time he pushed inside me, and while the pain was still there in the background, it was so worth it. Connecting like this brought us closer. This moment of having him inside of me for the first time, marking me as his, would forever be sealed in my heart.

He let go of another grunt, his hips thrusting forward one last time. His arms shook and beads of sweat dripped off his chest onto mine before he breathed again. He withdrew slowly, ensuring I was comfortable, but even after he did, I still felt like he was inside me, and I smiled. Nick removed a moistened towel from a Ziploc bag in the backpack already stashed in the tent.

“What’s that for?”

“Open your legs, Jo. You bled a little.”

And he was ready for that?

He touched my knee, guiding it to the side, and proceeded to wash me.

“How are you feeling?” he asked.

“Good. Wonderful, actually.”

“Yeah?”

I nodded. “It was amazing Nick. I mean, I have nothing to compare it to, but it was everything I could have hoped for. What about you?”

“I just wish we could have gone longer.”

“Well, we have our whole life to practice, right?”

“Yeah, but now I’m beginning to doubt whether going away was a good idea. I could get used to being between your legs all the time.”

I laughed somewhat greedily, happy that Nick was having doubts about going away. Still, he was my Nick, and I would do everything to show him how much I loved him, and that included supporting his decision.

“I can’t imagine what it will be like to live without you. I mean, I’ve known you my entire life, but I’ll be here when you come back. I’ll wait for you for as long as I have to.”

He covered us both with a blanket, and I snuggled into his body.

“I love you, Joelle. I will love you for the rest of my life.”

“I love you too.” I paused, watching the few hairs on his chest move with the breeze of my breath in the dim light. “Nick?”

“Yes?”

“I want to officially tell our parents about us. Can we?”

“Yes, I think we should.”

Good. I didn’t want to be crying over him and for my father to be worried. And I wanted to be able to talk about him with his mom while he was away. We could keep each other’s spirits lifted that way.

“Do you think we should get going? I don’t want to fall asleep and miss my curfew.”

“Yes, but the night’s not over yet, baby.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, I heard the best view of the night sky is around four in the morning. Which means that we have about half an hour to make it to your rooftop.”

“Mine?”

“Yes, yours.”

I’d been waiting forever to watch the stars from my rooftop, but since Nick had always beat me at stone skipping, we’d always watched the night sky from his. Okay, so I knew that the contest wasn’t fair because of his stronger arm and better aim, but I’d agreed to it, and I wasn’t someone to quit when my back was against a wall.