"Tris," He said looking up at me. "We don't have to do this."
"I want to," I replied looking down at him. Looking down at my beautiful Tobias. He was so good to me. I don't deserve how good he is to me. His hand was still on mine. I had reached down to take off his pants when he had spoken. He didn't want me to venture from where I was comfortable. He just wanted to make sure I wasn't feeling pressured. But laying here on top of his beautiful body; him, shirtless and me, only in my bra and underwear, I knew that I was ready.
I wanted him.
I continued kissing him as I pulled off his jeans and boxers. A feat that always appears easy in movies, but in reality is extremely difficult. We rolled over so that he was on top of me and he kissed me as I pulled off my underwear. As he retrieved and put on the condom, I began to panic. Oh god. Oh god. What if it hurts? Do I want to do this? In that moment I almost stopped him. But then my rational mind kicked and admonished myself. Tris. Stop being stupid. It's Tobais. You love him. Shut up and be brave. You know you'll be so angry at yourself later if you chicken out now.
So I kissed him and then looked in to his eyes as he pushed into me. There was no pain only some pressure, but my body quickly adjusted to him. And then I felt pleasure. I moaned and let my head fall back. I began to understand why it seemed like the whole world is driven by sex. Because this moment, this happiness, and this pleasure to be with the one you love is the best feeling we humans are capable of and I would do anything not to lose this feeling of love and belonging.
"I love you, Tris. I love you so much," He said in a deep voice full of pleasure and love. His eyes had never looked so beautiful.
"I love you more," I replied before I was hit by another wave of pleasure and happiness.