Emily moaned into the night. A gentle breeze whispered against her skin, hair flowing to frame around her face. Anticipation built up in her core as Aiden's lips melded with hers, the soft warmth of his touch both easing her and awaking her body from within.

His hands carefully meandered, brushing by each crevice and curve of her body. His thoughts were everywhere, focusing on the heat of their colliding breaths and the euphoric sensation of touching her smooth skin. It felt like his cravings were finally being relinquished, yet he wasn't fully sated. He still wanted more of her, all of her... forever. He couldn't help these overwhelming feelings that he'd never felt before. Around her, he felt like he could do anything. For her, he knew he would climb towers and fight dragons. He loved her, and for the first time in his life he'd never felt happier to think such things and feel such emotions. He could be completely himself around her, not the player or jerk he pretended to become.

The passion seared with every touch, leaving a warmth in the cool night. The calming breaths of wind tickled the trees, creating a soft briskness that entranced their bodies, the heat and cool air melding in perfect synchrony. Their movements slowed with the relaxing tempo of the atmosphere, the passion still burning aflame in their hearts.

Emily felt it. The overwhelming senses interrupting her thoughts were all telling her the same thing. It was the right time. She was ready for her first encounter with the unknown mysteries of sex.

She knew the love she felt for Aiden was true... real. For the first time in her life, she experienced this genuine love that she hadn't realized she craved. The kind of love that made her want to giggle in delight, knowing that she could share her love in a way that she could only share with him, and he would only share with her. It was a bond that no one could surpass. Electricity that elicited passion. A connection that assured her that she could live forever in this moment, never tiring of his voice. It wasn't simply a physical attraction, not like Axel and all he seemed to portray from the outside. There was something deeper. They shared passions and dreams, yet had contrasting backgrounds. Their personalities were varied enough to keep things interesting. In this moment, she didn't care about his past with other women. There was no way to change what had happened, and without it, he may have never been led to her. She wanted all of him, flaws and everything.

"Aiden," she whispered against his breath.

Their lips brushed as she spoke. Neither wanted to part any further. As close as they were, it still wasn't close enough.

"Should I-"

"Keep going," she interrupted.

She watched his eyebrows scrunch together.

"Are you sure?" he asked, seeking consent before he did anything more.

She smiled against his lips.

"I've never been more sure in my life."

Their breaths met in a reassuring kiss.

Emily's fingers fiddled with the hem of Aiden's shirt, tracing her digits delicately against his lower stomach, below his bellybutton.

He moaned into her mouth at the sensations of the slight brushes against his lower abdomen. He placed his hand on top of hers. As they broke away from the kiss, they stared daringly into each others eyes, not quite sure what to do but wanting to continue all the same. He slowly slid her warm hand up his stomach, his eyes never wavering from hers. She felt the indent of his bellybutton, the ridges of his abdomenal muscles, the broad expanse of his upper chest, coming to a stop at his rapidly beating heart.

Her beautiful almond eyes softened as she drew her lips up in a sweet, adoring smile. He smiled back, the same affection streaking his face.

"I love you, Emily. You make my heart beat so fast."

They remained still for a moment, feeling the rhythmic pace of his heart.

"I love you too, Aiden," she replied.

Watching each other, their smiles rose to grins, then Emily giggled. Aiden chuckled at this, and they both shared a moment of laughter.

"God, you make me so happy," he told her as their laughter died down, returning to a look of loving admiration.

"I feel the same way," she whispered back, gazing into his chocolate irises as he lowered down to kiss her plump, freshly-kissed lips.

As their lips moved together, Aiden cupped the back of her head tightly with his left hand. His other hand still pressed against hers on his chest, he gave her hand a gentle, comforting squeeze before letting go. He travelled his free hand to the bottom of her shirt, tentatively grazing his fingers against her lower abdomen, in a similar manner as she did with him only seconds ago.

His fingertips rose delicately, brushing against the lace of her soft pink push-up bra.

Emily rose to her elbows, grabbing the hem of her tank top and pulling it off. She threw the garment aside, looking to Aiden as he gazed at her breasts. They heaved in a pant as her breath quickened at the electricity of his sensual stare.

All in silence, the crickets chirping in the distance, she took his hand in hers and brought it to her tender bosom. She slid his chilled fingers past the restrictive fabric of her bra, letting his digits graze against her sensitive nipple. Instantly, it perked at the sensation.

Aiden, snapping out of his astonished trance formed from her encouraging nature, decided to take action. He was, after all, experienced. Though with her, it felt all new. It was like he forgot everything he once thought he understood. Perhaps it was because of his love for her. All of these experiences were new to him, because it was love, something he never truly had with any of the women in his lonesome past.

His hand cupped her small breast. Dainty and perfect in every way, he mused. His fingers teased her nipple, delicately brushing over the smooth skin in light pinches and twists.

His other hand reached around her back, finding the hook of her bra and pinching. The material fell around her stomach, and she lifted her arms again, pulling that article of clothing off as well.

Aiden's eyes widened as he gazed at her exposed breasts in the firelight. She was magnificent, and not just in looks. Though Aiden did greatly appreciate that too, as expressed in the tightening of his denim jeans in a particularly valuable area. But aside from that, the gravitation to be with her was more than just physical. He wanted to be with her in every way, forever and always.

The concern began to grow in her eyes as he stayed transfixed in his silent gaze. She didn't know why he stopped, he'd seen her like this plenty of times before.

"You're beautiful," he whispered. "I-I... It's just so different. I've never felt this way. I love you so much, Emily. I know I've already said it, but please understand... you're the first to ever make me feel the way I do now. You've opened my eyes and shown me how wonderful the world is... and I can't imagine my life without you."

He took a deep breath. He had never revealed so much of his feelings before.

Emily could sense the weight of his words. It almost sounded like he was proposing. Weeks ago, it would have shocked her to learn that, behind the tough exterior, Aiden was a big sweetheart. Now, she couldn't imagine him not in her life, either.

"Aiden, I love you so much. More than you could ever imagine. I've never felt so connected to anyone as much as I have with you," she confessed.

Though the bond between them wasn't instant, it grew over time. Stronger than anything else.

They smiled at each other for a while, before Emily broke the silence.

"Well... I took off my shirt, now take off yours," she urged, lightening the mood. She was more than ready to continue what they had started.

He instantly drew that classically cocky smirk to his face, reaching for the hem of his shirt and pulling it over his head. She giggled, laying back on the blanket as he casually flung his shirt into the darkness surrounding their small campsite.

Emily gulped as she stared at his muscular form, illuminated by the glow of the burning embers. His abdomen tightened slightly at her gaze, accentuating his defined six pack. Her eyes travelled over the ridges and dips of his muscled arms and pecs, skimming past the abs again as she watched his V line slowly rise up and down with his breaths. She hummed in appreciation.

Smirking at her unwavering stare, Aiden dropped his hands to his belt. He undid it, watching her eyes flicker in the direction of his every movement. Continuing his little striptease, he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. They dropped around his knees with a thud.

"I hope you're enjoying the show," he toyed, lifting himself onto his feet so he could pull his pants fully off.

"I am... very much so," she replied with a humorous honesty. "W-While you're up there, too, you could... remove your boxers," she blushed as the words tumbled out of her.

He smiled.

"Are you sure?"

"Oh, I'm sure," she admitted confidently. She had never realized what a fox she was with these sexual matters. Not that she knew these matters previously.

Aiden laughed at her bluntness, pushing his comfortable cotton boxers over his large and uncomfortably strained package.

She gasped as she stared wide-eyed at it. She thought overtime she could get used to the sight, but it was still so new. She couldn't see how she would be able to get used to such a thing inside of her. The notion itself overwhelmed her. She could ignore it... but, it was looming over her like... well, like it did. Right now.

Aiden kneeled back onto the blanket. He visibly cringed at her expression.

"I-It's going to be alright, I'll ease you through this. But, I mean, I understand if you don't-"

"No, no, I want to. Just... ease me through it," she reassured.

"Oh, okay," he responded awkwardly.

She touched his arm comfortingly when she noticed his uneasiness.

"I love you," she said.

His gaze softened as he stared into her eyes lovingly.

"I love you too," he whispered.

He leaned down, kissing her on the lips. Cupping the back of her head, his kiss became more diligent as she moved her lips against his passionately. Tracing his tongue against her bottom lip, she opened her lips to allow him entrance. His tongue dove into her mouth, entangling with hers. Tingles sparked as their tongues danced in a rhythmic embrace.

Aiden gently lowered her head back onto the woolen blanket. His hands free, he glided them over her skin, past her shoulders, one hand cupping and playing with her breast, the other brushing over her navel. He settled his hand at the waistband of her fuzzy pajama pants, rubbing his thumb in small circles against the skin just under the fabric.

The soft material of her pants brushed against his member, causing him to blush at the arousing sensation.

Emily noticed him tense. Giggling as she came to realize the reason behind his embarrassment, she lifted her knee up from beneath him, causing her clothed knee to rub up against his erection. He groaned, eyes widening at the sudden contact.

"No, no, you tease," he grumbled jokingly as he took a breath from the kiss. "I think you just lost your pant privileges."

She giggled again at his discomfort combined with playfulness.

"I can't say I hate the sound of that," she mused.

He hummed in response, leaning into another kiss as he slid his hand around the waistband between her pants and undergarments, cupping her supple bottom.

Lifting her hips and gliding his warm palm down the back of her thigh, her fuzzy pajama pants rolled off her legs. His fingertips gently grazed the inside of her sensitive thigh, causing her to moan delightfully into his mouth. He groaned back at the sound, hastily pulling her pants off her ankles and throwing them who-knows-where in an effort to get closer. He wanted, no, craved to be as close as he knew was humanly possible.

Making her head spin in ecstasy at the skillful brushes of his tongue, he plunged his hand down the front of her white cotton panties. Immediately finding her clitoris, he rubbed the small button in circles, first teasing around the area then slowly coming closer to the center source of her pleasure point with every 360° rotation.

The pleasure building up from his tongue and thumb becoming overwhelmingly too much to handle, she broke away from his kiss, releasing a breathy moan. It barely helped in relieving the mounting pressure.

Aiden hardened at the ever-so-sweet sound. The harmonious vocalizations boosting his daring confidence, he kissed feverishly down her neck, stopping for a moment to pay homage to her breasts, before making his way past her navel. The hand inside her undergarments came up as he pleasured her breasts, holding them in place as he took his time sucking and loving her nipples.

He paused at the waistband of her panties, staring at the subtle outlining of lacework smoothing the transition from skin to soft cotton fabric. He glanced at the little white bow in the center. Kissing it briefly, he slipped his index fingers under the elastic, pulling the panties down her upper thighs.

Emily flushed bright red in the dark night, crossing her arms over her eyes as she attempted to hide herself away from the embarrassment. No one had ever seen her this intimately before. Never this close either.

Aiden dragged the panties down and off her ankles. He gently parted her thighs with the greatest care, trying to ease the discomfort he could only assume she was feeling. Though, he didn't exactly know why.

Emily gulped, forcing herself to be brave and parting her thighs wider. She felt so unbelievably bare, the light breeze against her womanhood doing nothing to hide the feeling of raw openness. But, she wanted this. She was ready... it was just so new. She couldn't help the anticipation building inside her. Knowing that Aiden would treat her with the upmost care and respect, she silently urged herself to find ease in trusting him.

Noticing the shaking of her legs, Aiden took her hand in his, entwining their fingers and rubbing circles in her palm with his thumb.

Bending down to her womanhood, Aiden placed the first delicate kiss on her clitoral hood. He listened as her gasp sounded throughout the air. Smiling adoringly, he continued his sweet love-making to her source of heat and mounting pleasure.

One hand still holding hers, his other drifted to her opening. He glided two thick fingers along the rim, widening her entrance as he plunged his fingers inside her wet hole. Sliding in and out, he slowly reached an even pace as she adjusted to his fingers. Adding a third, he sucked and nipped at her clit as he curved, stretched, and drove his fingers inside her at a rhythm stimulating enough to drive any woman insane with all-consuming pleasure.

Her eyes widened at the entrance of his third finger. Two felt a little tight, but three was definitely stretching it. Thoughts quickly rushed to her in worry but left just as quickly as Aiden quickly turned the pain into pleasure. One question stuck; however: how was he going to fit inside her?

Aiden worked to get her adjusted to the size matching the width of his cock. After feeling her tense in discomfort at the inclusion of his third finger, he thought she looked to be enjoying it now as he glanced up to see her grasping handfuls of grass behind her as she moaned deeply into the inside of her arm.

Gently pulling his fingers out and lifting himself up as she neared climax, he rushed for his wallet in the side pocket of the pants he had so carelessly tossed aside. Pulling out a condom, he let the garments fall to the ground as he stumbled on his knees back to Emily.

As she was drifting away from climax, Aiden slipped the condom on, lifting her hips and leaning over her. Supporting her waist with one hand, he slid the other into her hair. Parting his lips with hers in a heartwarming and comforting kiss, he positioned himself at her wet entrance and pushed.

Entering her tight, hot opening, Aiden moaned at the pleasurable sensations. Her walls squeezed his cock as he continued sliding further. Plunging his tongue into her mouth, the hand on her waist moved to her breast, playing with her nipple.

She gasped at the intensified pain at his penetration and moaned at the electrifying jolts of pleasure at every twist and pinch of his fingers against her rosy nipple.

His thrust hurt unlike anything she had ever imagined it to be. It wasn't like a scrape or bruise on her arm. It hurt from the inside, at her very core.

However, as he pulled out slowly, there was a twinge of something at the end. Maybe it was the brushing of his pelvis against her clitoris. Maybe it was a leftover ache from the touches he left earlier with his fingers. Whatever it was, she was curious.

He drove back in, grunting lightly.

"You're so tight," he noted in his sexy, deep voice, his breath warming her lips.

"A-Aiden," she moaned, grabbing his biceps as his pace quickened.

She felt it now. The increasing pleasure as his member rubbed against her inner walls, reaching to the hilt as he hit the base of her core. The feeling of him all around her... filling her... enrapturing her. His pelvis hitting hers, the skin between the lines of his V brushing against her clit every time he slid in and out of her womanhood. His lips on her neck, leaving hickeys all over her sensitive skin.

He continued, pounding into her more vigorously now as the movements became smooth and slick. The pressure built inside them both, the world becoming blurry around them as they focused solely on one another.

They broke away from an endearingly passionate kiss as the pleasure mounted inside them, both reaching the tip of their climax.

"Emily..."

"A-Aiden..."

They cried out as their climaxes overflowed, their hearts and bodies filling with warmth and satisfaction.

Panting together, Aiden slowly pulled out of her warmth, pulling off the slippery condom, tying it up, and tossing it towards his pants.

Glancing back at a flushed Emily, legs spread wide and too exhausted to care, he smiled. Laying down next to her, he tucked his arms around her body, pulling her on top of him. She sighed in contentment, smiling as she cozied herself into him. Snuggling her head into the nook of his shoulder, she draped her arms and legs around either side of his form.

She placed a delicate kiss on the side of his neck and smiled gently. He smiled back at the touch, tilting his head toward hers and leaving a light kiss on the top of her head. She looked up at him with her loving chocolate eyes, and he gazed down at her with his.

"I love you," she whispered again.

"I love you too," he whispered back with the same endearing tone.

Their lips met in a soft kiss for the last time that night. As the embers burned to ash in the firepit beside them, Aiden pulled the remaining covers over their naked bodies, staring at the shining stars above until they both drifted into a blissful sleep.