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Author Note: My sincerest apologies guys, but college took up the majority of my time. Plus, I wanted to make sure that I was happy with what I had written here. A long chapter just as I promised, just a bit late. Thanks for being so patient even I make you wait forever sometimes for an update! I hope you like this chapter, it seemed like it was long overdue... literally. :)

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Looking at my bikini clad self in the mirror, I wondered if I would look any different after tonight. Probably not. People always said that they thought they looked different or that they felt different, but I'd have to see for myself. I was sure that I'd feel different. It'd probably change our relationship, too. I hoped that it would be for the better and not for the worse. Not that I wanted to do this to improve our relationship. I didn't think there was anything wrong with Reid and me at all. This was just something that I really felt strongly about at the moment, for quite a few moments actually.

It wasn't like we wouldn't eventually get the opportunity again, but after all of that shit happened with Chase, I just really wanted to take our relationship to the next level. Not that we had to rush things. I honestly though that we had been taking things pretty slowly so far. After all, we'd known each other for years upon years, so it wasn't like I'd be losing my virginity to a complete stranger. This was Reid Garwin. My best friend, my boyfriend, and my first love. It was different with him than any other guy I had ever dated. We had a lot of history together, not all good. We used to fight like hell when we were little, but I don't think I would change any of the memories I had with him. And I think that this was how I wanted tonight to be. No regrets whatsoever. Not with Reid.

"Babe, you ready?" Reid called from the other side of the bathroom door.

I opened the door and smiled at my half naked boyfriend, holding two towels in his hands. He grinned in return and we left his room to go out to the glass pool room. It was actually pretty cloudy and gloomy out, spare for a few rays of sun that somehow managed to peek through the thick layers of clouds. It didn't matter when the hot tub was indoors. It could rain, hell it could pour for all we cared. It was still early in the afternoon, so I guessed that we'd have a lot to do today before tonight settled upon us. The house was pretty cold and the hot tub was soothing warm into my chilled bones. It made me want to melt right into the water and never leave. Reid turned on the jets.

"I think I would live in here if I didn't turn all pruney and gross," I said as he sat next to me. I leaned my head on his shoulder and sighed closing my eyes. Reid chuckled before he placed a kiss on my head which made me smile.

"It does feel great doesn't it?" he asked.

"Sure does," I mumbled peacefully.

"Sorry about your uncle, Rox."

I shrugged lightly as I peeked an eye open at him. "It's okay. I mean, at least he died saving his son, right? It was a selfless way to go."

Reid moved to put his arm around my shoulder and I moved closer, nuzzling my face into the crook of his neck. I planted a chaste kiss there.

"You sound like my dad. He was pretty down about William, but he said something similar to that."

"I'm sure it's hard to see somebody you know get addicted to something, and then finally when they give it all up, they're dead. Especially when they all grew up together like you and the guys. That's why Caleb worries so much about you getting addicted to the power."

He shifted and looked down at me. His expression was serious and I sat up, eager yet uneasy to here what he was about it say. "There's something I want to get out and say now. I know Caleb thinks that I'm going to turn out like his dad: an addict of the power and a selfish abandoner of his family. You have to know that that's not really me, Rox. I would never do that. I'd rather be addicted to you than any damn power anyway. Hell, I think I am—"

I cut him off by crashing my lips to his and tangling my hands in his hair. I believed that I was already addicted to the man before me and it gave my heart a jumpstarting jolt of happiness to hear him confess that he loved me more than the ever tempting power he possessed. He matched my kisses quickly, his hands on my waist. When we pulled apart, he chuckled.

"I guess you like that idea, huh?" he asked, smiling brightly.

I nodded, beaming back. "I do. You remember when we didn't even like each other?" I inquired, scooting closer to him as I waited for his answer.

"Hey, I never didn't like you. That was all on you, Rox. You didn't like me," Reid replied, brushing the back of his hand against my cheek.

I leaned into his touch, but shook my head slightly. "You were awfully mean to me. I distinctly recall you and Pogue getting into a wrestling fight because he told you to knock it off, and you kept it up. It was your fault that I didn't like you," I teased.

When we were young Pogue and I got along pretty well. I sort of had a tiny crush on him at the time, miniscule in comparison to the one I developed for Reid a few years later. Pogue was my cousin's closest friend and he was always pretty nice to me. I looked up to him and Caleb in a way as opposed to Reid and Tyler who I tended to goof off with (when Reid and I weren't arguing). He used to stick up for me when Reid gave me a hard time, so I supposed that it was more of an admiration crush than anything more. Every girl likes to be rescued by the hero. Of course, now my feelings for anyone else were completely eliminated from my head and heart. Reid was the only one that my heart had room for and I had a lot of love for him.

"I was nine. That was the only way I could show you I liked you," he retorted rolling his eyes. "And Pogue telling me that I shouldn't even speak to you if I was going to act like that set me off. I didn't like him bossing me around like that."

I grinned amused. "You always were the smartass rebel of the bunch, I guess."

"I wasn't always an asshole to you. There was that one time that you fell and skinned the hell outta your shin and I carried you on my back all the way home from the park. You were real tiny and petite then," he pointed out, his eyes distant with the memory.

I frowned. "Are you trying to say I'm fat like a hippo now?" I questioned, poking him in the chest. I knew I wasn't, but sometimes I liked to give him a hard time.

Reid's eyes went wide. "No! No, not at all. You were just short and kind of scrawny. You're just more woman figured now." He turned to face me on the hot tub bench and ran his hands from the sides of my breasts to my hips for emphasis. "I like you like this." He pressed his lips to mine quickly before pulling back to see if I was still mad.

I had closed my eyes at his touch, enjoying every second that his hands were on me. I liked that he liked me like this. And I loved his hands on my body. My body loved his hands on it apparently, too. When I opened my eyes, I found that Reid's met mine. There was a knowing expression in those blue orbs like maybe he knew what I was feeling, what he was doing to me. I wondered if I ever made him feel like that: a yearning so powerful, I felt compelled to stay in his arms forever never wishing to leave. I would never give up what we had for anything in the world. I didn't think I could.

I sighed, releasing the breath that I didn't even know I had been holding. I wanted us to wait for the right moment tonight and I was sure we'd know exactly when that was when the time came. Reid seemed to read that idea in my face because he smiled and kissed my forehead.

"Wanna order a pizza and watch a movie tonight?" Reid suggested.

"Ooh, I could definitely go for some pizza. We could do that."

"No, I meant did you want to get out and go order us a pizza?" he replied, a teasing smile gracing his features. His eyes were back to being playful.

I shoved him away from me, good-humoredly as a grin tugged at my own lips. "Smartass."

Cocky as ever, Reid smirked. "That's me." He sighed, settling back against the side of the hot tub.

Shaking my head at him, I began to stand up. "What do you want on your pizza?" I asked, raising an eyebrow expectantly. I really had no intention of getting out of the warmth of the hot tub and trudging into the chilly house for a damn phone and phonebook, but I wanted to tease him again.

He sat up, confusion on his face before he realized that I was threatening to leave. Then he grabbed my hands pulling me back down into the hot tub, which (with where I had been standing) left me to be pulled onto his lap. "I was only kidding," he told me, holding me close and nuzzling his face into my neck.

I grinned to myself. Turning, I moved to rest my back alongside his chest. His arms came around me and held me against him. Occasionally his fingertips would brush along my sides. I rested my head back on his shoulder and found that for some unknown reason, my neck was a temptation for Reid. Soft, feather light kisses were trailed slowly up and down my neck, from ear to shoulder. I had to admit, the feeling it gave me was a million times better than any jet could give me against my back. I closed my eyes again, just enjoying the feel of his lips.

"I'm taking the phone off the hook tonight," he mumbled, his lips brushing along my skin.

"That's the best idea I've heard yet," I replied, smiling. There had been far too many phone calls made to us at the most inopportune moments. It had really been getting old and I think just to ensure our "no interruptions" situation, it'd be best to cut ties to the outside world tonight. That meant turning all the phones off. I just hoped people didn't decide that since we weren't answering our phones, it was totally cool to just pop on over. I think Reid might punch somebody in the face next time. He had been pretty pissed when Pogue called on Friday. I could only imagine his fury if not only had it happened again, but the person was actually here within swinging distance. Not that I thought he'd hurt anybody, just that I think he might lose it if we were interrupted one more time. I didn't quite blame him either. I was sick and tired of getting close, then having it go nowhere because somebody needed us to be somewhere or some shit like that. It was frustrating nonetheless and lately my sexual frustration had been making itself known.

The house was slowly becoming less and less cold. I realized that once I had thrown on a pair of socks, some sweatpants, and a sweatshirt that I was nice and toasty. The heat was on in the house, but it was such a huge mansion that there was still that slight chill in the air. Plus, I realized that I was always either cold or hot, never a nice medium. I let Reid pick the movie as I sat curled up on the white leather couch in front of the big screen TV. I sort of missed the heat from hot tub, but we had stayed in there for at least an hour or so sharing sweet kisses until my stomach growled and ruined the moment. Reid was pretty amused by that, but I on the other hand was a bit embarrassed by something so obnoxious. We ordered a pizza and were waiting for it to arrive when Reid suggested getting a movie picked out now. I told him that I didn't care and that I'd be happy with whatever he chose.

Hearing him coming down the stairs, I turned to look over the back of the couch. He grinned mischievously at me on his way down. "Got one."

I narrowed my eyes suspiciously. "What one?" Something about that smile made me nervous about the choice he picked.

That grin widened as he came around to sit on the couch with me. "This one." He held up the DVD case and I frowned.

"The Ring again? That's the freaking scariest one, you jerk," I replied. I was briefly reminded of my first night back when we had watched it together.

"You said that you'd be happy with whatever I picked."

"Yeah, whatever you picked, not twelve-year-old you pining to scare the hell out of me," I replied, crossing my arms under my chest.

"But I picked it because I love you," he said innocently, faking a pout.

"You did not pick that because you love me. You are a liar," I told him flatly, fighting a smile. "You just want me to be scared so I'll do the classic girl thing and cling to you the whole time like last time."

Reid chuckled. "Yeah, that too."

I rolled my eyes good-naturedly and kissed him from his cheek to his lips, meeting them for a soft kiss. His threaded his hand through my black and silver hair, keeping me in the kiss. The doorbell rang.

"Pizza!" I cheered hopping up from the couch to get the door as Reid watched me in bewilderment. I guess he hadn't expected me to be so excited about pizza, but the sooner we started eating, the sooner we got to watch the movie, and then we really got to the fun stuff. I opened the door to see a teenage guy around our age with dark hair and blue eyes. He was dressed in a hooded sweatshirt and hat with the pizza parlor's logo on it. He was attractive I'll admit, but no one held a candle to my Reid; not in my eyes.

"Hi," he said, brightening up when he saw me. Must have been crappy to have to deliver pizzas. Maybe he was a bit relieved that he didn't have to make a delivery to somebody he knew like a jerk from school.

"Hi." I smiled in reply and waited for him to tell me what we owed.

"One medium cheese pizza. $17.50. That's a lot of pizza for one person." Was he flirting with me? At what he assumed was my house? No, maybe he was just a friendly guy.

I chuckled somewhat nervously. If Reid heard him, he'd probably drop kick him off the front porch. Of course, that was a complete exaggeration, right? "Oh, no it's not just for me." I dug into my pocket for the cash I knew was shoved in there from earlier.

"Hanging with your friends? That's always a good time," he replied smiling and waiting patiently with the pizza in his hand for the amount due.

"Her boyfriend," Reid retorted over my shoulder. Placing an arm around my waist he stilled my hand, handing the guy a small wad of cash, a twenty being one of the bills that I could see. "No change. Have a great night." It didn't sound very friendly as he snatched the pizza out of his hand, gave a sarcastic wave and closed the door. The guy barely had enough time to mumble a "thanks."

I frowned, shaking my head at his behavior. "Reid, you could have been a little nicer."

"I gave him a good tip."

"That's not what I meant."

"What and just stand there like a dumbass while he ogles you? Do I have to watch every guy that's around you?" he inquired sounding irritated, setting the pizza box down on the coffee table in the living room.

"Okay, that's a total over exaggeration and maybe he was just bored and wanted somebody to talk to. It's probably lonely making deliveries all day," I said, sitting down on the couch and he left to go into the kitchen.

I heard him bark out a laugh, but it sounded sardonic. "Yeah, well he looked like he was about to ask if anyone ordered a large package," he called. His voice sounded more playful than a few moments ago and I figured he was seeing the humor in the entire situation.

I snorted and rolled my eyes even though he couldn't see me. "This is not a porno, Reid."

"Try telling that to your delivery boy crush." He came back into the room, with two plates and some napkins. I had a bottled water on the coffee table and Reid had a can of Pepsi.

I leaned forward on the couch to open the top of the box, releasing some hot steam. Mm, it looked really good. "Are you implying that I had a crush on him?"

"No, but he was all stricken with your beauty and whatever," he answered, sitting down next to me. "Kind of hard not to be though, so I guess I can't put all the blame on him." He smiled and planted a kiss on my cheek.

"I tend to have that effect on people," I said, shrugging teasingly.

"Doesn't surprise me." Pulling me in for a sweet kiss, he grinned. "Ready for The Ring?" he questioned, waving the DVD box in front of my face.

Biting my lip, I nodded. "I'm going to regret this," I mumbled, putting a slice of steamy hot cheese pizza onto my plate. I smelled delicious, the only way good pizza could and I took a bite as soon as I felt it had cooled enough. Reid put the movie into the DVD player and flipped the television on. He looked back at me wiggling his eyebrows as the start-up menu came on the screen. I frowned and shook my head entertained by how enthusiastic he was about freaking me out. Feeling sweet, I placed a slice of pizza onto Reid's plate for him.

"Thanks, babe." We sat side by side, munching on our pizza slices and watching the beginning of the film. I may have jumped once or twice and curled up closer to Reid to his amusement, but the movie wasn't entirely the scariest in the beginning. I had seen it once before, but no matter how many times I saw the movie, Samara (the dead chick) always freaked me right the fuck out with her spider-like movements. I figured that if I had been in the movie as a real life experience, I would have died already out of hysterical fear. Thank God it wasn't real life then, huh?

It was nearly halfway through the movie and things were starting to get crazy in the world of The Ring. Samara (my favorite person ever…) was on screen again and I scooted farther back into Reid who was lying on his side behind me on the couch. He tightened his arms around me and nuzzled his face into my neck, pressing his lips to my flesh reassuringly leaving small tingles where his lips had been. One of my hands was laced with his while the other held a couch pillow in front of my face so I could control what I saw and didn't see. It was typical protocol for me whenever I watched a horror flick.

"She's such a creeper," I whined rolling over as best as I could in his arms, leaving my back to the screen and dropping the pillow. I didn't want to see her anymore. No, at the moment I was more focused on my boyfriend who was very much not absorbed in the movie himself. He had been trailing his fingertips lazily up and down my side until recently when I grabbed his hand out of fear. His lips had never strayed too from my neck and what he could reach of my shoulder with my hoodie on (which wasn't much). Nothing too heated, just consistent sensual reminders that he was there submersed in the most carnal of thoughts. Well, if I was going to confess, I hadn't really been very engrossed in the movie either. My mind had drifted several times to his body pressed to the length mine on the couch and I felt like every place his own body had come into contact with tingled with the need to be touched.

I met his eyes and already they seemed to darken, burn into mine with pent up desire. I smiled before our lips touched in the slightest way. Just teasing at first and then his hand slid into my hair and he slanted his mouth across mine in a searing kiss that made my head spin. I placed my hand on his bicep, squeezing slightly to feel the muscle through his long sleeved shirt. The other snaked around his neck, my hand found its way into his hair, tangling in the short blonde strands. A shiver went through me as my back was suddenly exposed to the cool air surrounding us. His fingertips danced across my bare skin, gliding up and down my spine as he pushed the sweatshirt up farther.

Reid's hand moved smoothly over my side down to my thigh where he grabbed me behind the knee, hitching my leg over his hip. I released a sigh of serenity, grateful to be closer to his body heat and in his arms where I felt completely wanted. With a quick movement, he shifted his hips against mine before rolling onto his back, bringing me to sit on his waist. Lips still locked, I myself did some shifting until I was placed over his hips, over yet another part of his body where I could feel his desire for me. My breath was coming significantly quicker now, and a soft sound was released from him at the contact even through his jeans and my sweatpants.

Snaking an arm around my waist, Reid used my body against his as leverage pulling himself up into a sitting position. My hands drifted from his hair to sneak under his shirt, intently running over the muscles in his abdomen. I could feel them twitch under my cool fingers and I smiled into the kiss. Pulling away and allowing us to get some air, his lips traveled over my cheek down my neck where he planted gentle kisses along my flesh. I yanked down the collar of my sweatshirt to give him better access, only to have his lips depart from my skin. I made a sound of disapproval before he grabbed the hem of the offending material and practically tore it over my head. Cool air hit my warm skin in contrast as I was left in only my red bra. Once again, his mouth attached itself to the base of my neck, sucking softly, but firmly enough that I knew it'd leave a mark.

Running my hands through his hair as encouragement, he groaned quietly, his lips vibrating with the sound. It sent chills of delight through my entire being. I tugged on his hair, pulling his mouth back to mine, tongues intertwining in their own seductive dance. His hands moved up my back drifting over my chilled body warming it instantly.

Reid's phone vibrated in his front pocket, making me jump in surprise and break our kiss. You had to be fucking kidding me. He glared down at his cell, pulling it out of his pocket, taking the back of the phone off, and tossing the battery out onto the floor followed by the cell. I bit my lip to hold back my giggles at the scene I had just witnessed and he grinned, his eyes still alight with lust.

"No interruptions," he muttered, his voice low, pulling my mouth back to his in a devastatingly pleasing kiss that I felt down to my core. My hands slipped back under his shirt skimming over his skin. Feeling daring, I ran my fingers along the waistband of his jeans giving it a slight tug. Perhaps that upped the ante because within seconds I was on my back on the other side of the couch, Reid hovering over me his mouth sliding down my neck to my breasts. His hands that had been innocently tracing shiver-worthy patterns on my bare back were now dragging my loose sweatpants down to my calves. I kicked them the rest of the way off, leaving me nearly naked and my delectable boyfriend still fully clothed.

I sucked in a harsh breath as his teeth grazed over the top of my breast, where the bra just fell short of covering. That gasp turned into a moan when his fingers ran over the thin material of my already moist panties, and heat flooded through me immediately. This wasn't fair. I wanted Reid to be bare himself. I wanted to feel his hot skin against mine warming me to my absolute depths. Emitting a noise of protest, I grasped the hem of Reid's shirt, pulling up. Getting the hint, he detached himself from me, sitting up and pulling the shirt over his head quickly. His mouth found mine in a tantalizing caress; his upper body pressing to mine soon followed by his lower half. Anticipation and something else stirred deep in my belly moving south as I lifted my hips to brush them against his. A heavy groan escaped him and sped my heartbeat up at once. His hands flexed and gripped my hips assisting me in moving against him again. Tiny shards of pleasure tore through my center and I gripped his shoulders feeling dizzy with the feeling.

Tearing my lips from his, I licked a line up his neck, feeling a delightful shiver run through him. I skimmed my teeth over his collarbone next, nipping at his skin lightly. The second I wrapped my legs around his waist, pressing myself fully against him, Reid yanked my head back to stare into my brown orbs. I thought they looked just as bright with lust as Reid's were by the way he stared, almost unblinking at them. A scream was heard to the right of me, evidence that the movie was still playing, but I didn't care. Nothing was more distracting than Reid himself.

"Not here," he said. His voice sounded strained and husky like he was trying to stay in control of himself, yet he wanted me as much as I wanted him. Our breaths were ragged causing our chests to heave erratically with the everlasting need for air. I bit my lip from the intensity of his gaze and he jerked my hips closer to his, closing his eyes at the swift movement momentarily. Reid's arms slid around my back and he lifted us both on the couch before standing up. My arms and legs locked around him and I rubbed my cheek along his neck, gently biting the sinewy tendrils of muscles that flexed and tensed with my ministrations. He carried me up the stairs to his room, depositing me on the bed and following me down after ridding himself of his pants. With a flash of obsidian in his eyes, the door flung shut and locked ensuring us that no one could reach us by phone or person. It was a nice relief to know we'd be able to have a real night alone for once.

Pulling Reid's face to mine, my tongue snaked out and licked his lips slowly teasing him. Opening his mouth, he fastened it over mine in another scorching kiss, tongue touching mine sensually. His hand supported me from underneath, unclipping my bra. Then he brought his hand around to the front and cupped one of my breasts, his other hand pulling the bra off my arms. I arched up into his hand, feeling the breath I had been retaining release in a breathy moan into his mouth. He pecked me once more before dipping his head down to my now bare chest.

"Beautiful," he breathed, his hot breath sending chills throughout my body. Lowering his mouth to my skin, Reid left a trail of hot kisses along the valley of my breasts. His fingers looped into my panties and he tugged them down, following after them, leaving gentle kisses down my stomach and on my legs in his wake. Reid's eyes scanned my body once he tossed my panties to the floor and a smile touched his mouth. "You're gorgeous, baby."

My face felt warm, but so did the rest of me under such a lustful gaze. I meant to sit up, but Reid softly pushed me back down. His lips brushed along my thigh and he shifted my legs apart, his mouth now grazing my inner thigh. My breathed stopped and my heartbeat sped up to the point where I thought it might explode. Surely, he wasn't going to? I didn't know if I wanted him to and quite frankly I was a bit embarrassed about it. Heat flushed my cheeks and I sat up on my elbows.

"Wait," I said anxiously. My voice sounded different somehow, maybe throatier?

Reid growled against my skin and I gasped at the intense vibration of it. Before I had a chance to say anything more, an intimate, languid lick stole all thought from my mind. My breath hitched and I shook, unable to ignore the pleasant waves that one move had sent through me. A second touch of his tongue tore a small cry from me, a sound I didn't know I could make. I bit my lip and clenched the sheets in my hands, dropping back down. Looking down, I saw his head dipped down between my legs where my desire for him pulsated tauntingly. The sight of him like that sent a tiny tremor through me and I closed my eyes, only able to focus on the powerful strokes of his tongue and the feeling welling up deep within me. His hands tightened on my hips, holding me in place.

I wasn't sure if I could ever get use to such a feeling, and Reid was picking up the pace. My hips twitched against his mouth and my breath began to get shaky as I freed soft moans into the quiet surrounding us. I nearly began shaking; the whole event was almost overwhelming me like I was on sensation overload. Something I'd never be able to forget. I had met my fair share of guys who wanted a blow job, however I hadn't met one that would be willing enough to reciprocate (even though I'd never ask). And then there was Reid who didn't even need to be asked and hardly took "no" for an answer at that. He was amazing although I had nothing to compare him to, I was sure he was the best. It made me wonder if he had ever done this to other girls. Jealousy struck through me and then the feeling was gone in an instant, replaced by liquid heat at Reid's continuation of his ministrations. It was hard to concentrate on anything else, really.

My hands raked through his blonde hair, unable to not touch him in this instance. Reid groaned against the pink flesh before delving in again sending a tremor through me. A loud moan filled the room that I hardly recognized as my own. He chuckled, his breath tickling me and brushing against me in the most intimate way. The pressure had built up in my core from his attentions and now I wanted nothing more than to feel what was to come later. I hoped I didn't have to fake anything, but with Reid I wasn't sure I'd need to. I think that was one of my biggest fears when it came to having sex. The pain at first, being so open, and not being a satisfactory lover. Not being able to give him what he wanted. I wanted Reid though, so much. I felt readier than I've ever felt in my life.

"Reid," I whispered gazing into his eyes as he sat between my legs, still very close to my center. His focus was on my face as my eyes bore into his with intensity. I needed him now like I'd never needed anything more in my life. It wasn't so much the desire for the physical contact that was filling me with need as it was the love I truly felt for him. I could see that very full heart of love reflected in his eyes. Reid's lips twitched upward and he moved forward to hover over me, his hand on my cheek as his mouth met mine in a very soft, loving kiss. At first, the salty flavor on his lips made fire scorch across my cheeks in embarrassment, but that modestly was soon replaced when he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close.

With a gasp I felt the bulge restrained by his boxers rub against my now sensitive core. Bringing my leg up, I hooked my foot into the waistband of his boxers, working to pull them down as far as I could. He kicked them off leaving him completely naked. Now I felt his bare hardness brush along the wet crease of my desire. My hands squeezed his shoulders with friction of it, and Reid groaned into my mouth. Breaking the kiss slowly, he pulled back to give me a serious searching look.

"Rox, are you really sure this is what you want?" he asked, his voice had a lovely roughness to it that I could not get enough of. It was tantalizing and only made me nod my head.

"Yes. I want you to make love to me," I replied quietly, but confidently.

Within seconds, a heart tugging smile broke out on his face and his eyes still burned. He sealed his mouth over mine in another loving, but passionate kiss making my head spin. His hands slid down to my hips and he held them firmly before I felt the very tip of him breach my entrance. I squeezed my eyes closed, tears welling up in them at the sheer size of him stretching what had never been stretched before. No one was lying when they said the first time would hurt like hell. It was sort of like a stinging burn had started in my loins and with every inch of Reid was more of that harsh fire. Fullness. That was all I could use to describe the feel of him inside of me. So foreign to me, yet it was an interesting concept. It took me a few moments to realize he wasn't moving anymore. I peeked my eyes open slowly, seeing his own closed, but for a much different reason than me as I could read it on his face. They opened revealing that loving look I'd come to be very fond of, laced with concern, and of course underlying lust.

"Are you okay?" Reid asked. His voice was strained and thick with underlying emotions. He brushed away a stray tear, kissing the salty trail on my cheek. "We can stop."

I shook my head. "No, just give me minute. Sorry," I mumbled back looking away slightly ashamed at the idea of needing to adjust to it all. How many girls had Reid been with and how many of those girls had practically cried about something like this. It almost made me ashamed to be a virgin. I wanted Reid to be my first of course. There was no doubt about that, but I didn't like feeling like such an inexperienced little girl in front of him.

"Don't be." His voice sounded softer and he placed comforting kisses over my face, down my neck, upon my lips. The pain was slowly subsiding and now I could feel the dull throb of him inside me. It was slowly but surely reigniting a different more welcomed fire in me now. I moved my hips against his timidly and he pulled back to see me. He wore an expression of pure surprise. I nodded, urging Reid with my eyes to go on and move. That I was okay. The more I got used to it, the less I figured it would hurt. Using only his hips, he pulled back slowly before thrusting forward tenderly and groaned against my neck. I hissed slightly at the sensation caught between pain and pleasure. Again his eyes searched my face for my reaction before he repeated the action. It was getting better little by little. With each gentle arc of his hips, the pain began to reside.

A few minutes had passed I was now feeling better. A lot better in fact as that steady rhythm had the coiling feeling back in my loins. I had actually found myself moving my own hips in time with his. My eyes had fluttered closed and cries were emitted from me at every thrust now. Noises of raw pleasure came from Reid that I had never heard him make. All I knew was that it was me who was causing him to do that and I wanted nothing more than to continue. I had never felt anything quite like this in my life. Our pace picked up significantly over time and I gripped Reid's back feeling the muscles there flexing with every measured stroke.

He pulled me tighter against him, suddenly shifting us so that he was kneeling on the bed even as he remained inside of me, moving steadily. I was now straddling his lap. A devastatingly passionate kiss was shared between us as he and I moved together. I wasn't sure there was anything quite like this and I felt such a closeness, such an openness and acceptance with Reid that my heart swelled with the very love I had for him. We broke the kiss for oxygen which was now being sucked in by gasps as I tried to satiate my lungs. The pleasure was growing in me was agonizingly mind-blowing as Reid's lips trailed hot, wet kisses across my chest. I was panting for air now. Beads of sweat ran down his body as well as mine and I bent my head to lick his chest softly. I could hear him breathing harshly in my ear as he increased our pace yet again. Tiny shards of ecstasy were rippling through my body now and I felt… close. Close to what I wasn't completely sure I knew. All I knew was that it was an incredible intensity that I was feeling now, almost dizzying. Again that coiling in my core seemed to tighten with each movement. Mixed with the physical attraction and the emotion connection Reid and I had, it made things practically immensely overwhelming.

Although I wasn't sure either of us was capable of actual words right, Reid proved me wrong. "I love you," he groaned into my neck, his hands flexing on my hips. That coiling in my core tightened significantly at his words and suddenly a cry wrenched from my throat. The dam had broken and I was thrown into ecstasy with such force that Reid's face swam before my eyes even as he held me close. It was like no pleasure I'd ever felt in my seventeen years of life and part of me almost couldn't believe it had happened. I was still shaking with the residual tingles when Reid buried his face into my neck, gripping my hips and emanated a guttural moan against my skin, a tremor rippling through him as well. Our pants and contented sighs were the only sound in the dark, hot room, but it was music to my ears.

Laying me on my back, he pulled out and lay next to me. As I tried to catch my breath, I stared at the ceiling and reflected on the events that had just gone down. Normally I think my cheeks would have flushed, but after that, my modestly had left the building. Turning my head, I looked at Reid whose bright blue eyes were also on me. A smile lit his face and I mirrored it. I felt completely relaxed, happy even. His hair was sweaty, matted to his head and yet he still looked perfect to me.

"I love you," came my delayed reply. I thought I sounded funny still like I had been yelling or something. My voice was sort of scratchy.

Reid grinned lazily and moved close to me to kiss me softly. "Good, cause you're stuck with me, babe." His voice sent tiny shivers through me. A delicious timbre from his climax laced his normal tone and I loved it. I also was quite pleased that I was one who had made it like that.

I laughed breathlessly dragging his lips back to mine for another sweet kiss. I settled my head and hand on his chest and sighed deeply as his arms wrapped around me, but that was the majority of my effort to shift. "I don't know if I can move," I commented honestly. It seemed as though my limbs had taken their lunch break and closed up shop. Everything felt delightfully tingly. Of course there wasn't really anywhere I wanted to move to. I could stay in Reid's arms forever and be content.

A light chuckle shook me on his chest. "Also good." His lips touched my forehead and although he was sweaty, part of that sweat was my own on his gorgeous body and I didn't care if we were hot and sticky.

"I'm almost sorry we waited such a long time." It was a thought that had crossed my mind quite a few times in the past moments. I somehow felt… more connected to Reid. Linked to him somehow. We shared something that I thought a lot of people take for granted, but I knew it meant something to us, to me. My heart was open to him entirely, my soul was his, intertwined in his own everlastingly.

"You were well worth the wait," he whispered against my damp hair. "I can promise you that, Roxanne."

I fell into a peaceful slumber with a smile on my face, surrounded by the arms of my love.