NOW PETER

                                    

                                          
The night had been full of laughter and noise—my mom's friends and family crowding the house, the music from downstairs blaring through the walls. But none of it mattered now. All I could focus on was Rhian. She was there, with me, right in front of me. I had spent so long wanting this, needing it, and now it was real.
We were alone now. The house had quieted, the remnants of the party fading away with the night. She sat beside me, her body just inches from mine. My heart was pounding in my chest, every instinct telling me that this moment was finally here. I had to remind myself to breathe. She was everything I wanted, everything I needed.
Tomas... she whispered, her voice low, a soft sigh against the night air. "i want you now"
I turned to face her, the warmth of her body so close it was almost unbearable. "Are you sure?" I asked, my voice rough. I kissed her then. Slow at first  wanting to savour the moment because wasn't just any night. This wasn't a simple kiss. This was everything, and I needed to be careful.
She nodded, her eyes meeting mine, filled with trust. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life." Pulling away from the kiss and she looked me in the eyes as if to convince me she meant it.
Those words hit me like a rush of warmth, a tidal wave of emotion that nearly drowned me. I had to be gentle with her. I had to take my time and make sure she knew how much she meant to me. She was so much more than I'd ever expected. 
I cupped her face, my thumb tracing the line of her jaw. Slowly, I leaned in, kissing her softly at first, testing the waters. I could feel the tension in her body, but as the kiss deepened, I felt her surrender to me, her hands pulling me closer. I kissed her with more hunger now, needing more, but still holding back just enough to make sure she was okay. She was mine, but I had to be careful. This was her first time, and I would never do anything to hurt her.
I moved us toward the bed, my hands never leaving her skin, always reassuring, always gentle. She gasped when we finally fell onto the soft sheets, the heat between us growing. Her body was warm, inviting, and I couldn't wait to explore every inch of it. But I had to remind myself to go slow.
I kissed her neck, her collarbone, every inch of her that I could reach. My hands were everywhere, but never too much. I had to savor this. She moaned softly as I kissed her breasts, her fingers gripping my hair, pulling me closer. I could feel the heat in my chest, my heart pounding, and it was getting harder to control myself.
"Tell me what you need," I whispered against her skin, my breath hot on her neck.
She guided my hands, showing me where she wanted me, how she wanted me to touch her. Every movement felt like a discovery, each one revealing more about her, about what she liked, what she craved. She trusted me. That thought was a weight on my chest, but also a relief. I wasn't going to let her down.
When the moment finally arrived, I was both anxious and determined. I needed her, and I had to be careful. Her first time had to be something she would remember, something beautiful. I pressed my forehead to hers, looking into her eyes one last time before we moved together.
"Are you sure baby" I whispered, my voice tight with emotion. "I can stop anytime okay"
She nodded, her eyes closing for a brief second before she opened them again, and the trust in them made my heart stop. It was real. I was about to share something sacred with her.
I took her slowly, carefully, inch by inch, making sure she was comfortable, that she wasn't in any pain. Her breath hitched as I moved inside her, and I froze for a moment, allowing her to adjust to my size, to feel all of me in her, filling her, spreading her.Goodnes she was so wet and warm.
As I moved, I tried to be as gentle as I could. She gripped the sheets, her eyes full of emotion, and I could feel her body starting to respond to me. She wanted this just as much as I did, but I had to remember to take it slow, to guide her through it.
Her first moan, soft and breathless, nearly undid me. I couldn't control myself anymore. The urgency in me built up, and I moved faster, more desperate, but always trying to keep myself in check. She was everything to me, and I couldn't lose myself in this.
"More," she breathed, her voice raw, and it drove me wild. I kissed her lips, her neck, anywhere I could reach, showing her how much she meant to me with every touch. She was mine, and I was hers. This wasn't just about passion; it was about love, about trust, and the promise of everything we could be.
Finally, the world seemed to fall away, and the two of us reached the peak of it together. Her body trembled beneath mine, and I followed her, losing myself in the moment. I held her close as we both tried to catch our breath, our hearts still racing in time.
"I love you," I whispered, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead.
"I love you too," she replied, her voice full of warmth and affection.
And in that moment, as we lay tangled together, I knew I would never let her go.