*Soleil*
The next day it is pouring down outside. My mom has left early and I got the house to myself. It doesn't bother me to be home alone; then I can just relax and do nothing for once.

Despite of the rain the air is calm and it feels hot and sticky. After a while I just can't stand it any longer and I decide to open all the windows, trying to air out the house. When I open the window in my mom's room I catch a glimpse of someone standing by the curb. My whole body reacts when I recognize him. I have imagined so many times how it would be seeing him again, what I would say. But as I run out the house and down the driveway my mind is blank.

When I reach the road I stop in my track.

There he is, standing in the pouring rain, totally shakes through and look at me with a pained expression in those big hazel eyes. It hurts to see him look so lost. What has happened to make him suffer like this ?

In three long steps I am with him, throwing myself into his arms. He pulls me closer to him and I cling to him, surprised by how much I missed him, by the level of emotions washing over me. Our lips seek each other, almost desperately. It is a good kiss, a great kiss actually. But no matter how wonderful the kiss is, it just isn't enough. He swipes me up into his arms and walks towards the house.

"Do you want me to come inside ?" He mumbles hoarsely between the kisses.

"Yes". I gasp.

He rubs his nose against mine. "I need to hear you say it then".

"I want you to come with me inside". I whisper. Finally he smiles, before kissing me with such longing it steals my breath away as he carries me inside.

The next moment we are on my bed, without him letting go of me for a second. His eyes mirror the fear I feel and I am just as unwilling to let go of him, scared he could disappear. Everything that has happened between us is erased. Our relief to finally be together is shown with every kiss.

With impatient hands I start pulling at his wet t-shirt, but I reluctantly have to let him get up, as we fight to peel of his wet clothes. My eyes running over his body, my cheeks flushing. I don't know what I expected but not this, his body is wide, every part bulging with muscles and his chest and stomach is covered with dark hair. This is the body of a man, not a teenage boy.

I sit up, pulling of my own dress, then lay down to wiggle out of my panties. When all obstacles are gone, he looks down at me hesitantly. And I nervously cover my breast when I realise how close and naked we are.

"Are you sure ?" He ask softly.

Little green flakes are glowing in his eyes and my body instantly reacts on the desire I see there. Reaching for him, I breathlessly whisper. "Yes".

Willingly he lets me pull him down on the bed, and he kisses me tenderly for a long time, before his tongue slides down my neck. I try to protest, I want him close to me, but when he sucks on the skin right under my ear, a fire runs through me and I forget everything about modesty. I bury my hands in his thick curls and enjoy how his lips and tongue caresses my skin. His mouth travels downwards, finding my nipple and sucking it into his mouth.

"Oh !" I gasp.

"Sorry". He mumbles with a thick voice and instead he starts fluttering kisses all the way around the stiff areola. "We'll take it as slow as needed".

The skin prickles with a path of goosebumps in the wake of his mouth, as it slowly seek my other breast. Gently his lips ghost over the sensitive rosette, making it instantly harden. I feel how the warmth of his mouth spread over my nipple, sending joyful waves down through my body.

It doesn't take long before the last bit of insecurity is gone and I give in to his soft touches. My soul and body is hungry for more and impatiently I pull him up to me. He answers my hungry kisses, but even though I send my longing to him in each touch, he doesn't give into my desires not yet. Instead he pulls back, so he can see my face.

"I missed you so much". He say, running his thumb over my lips.

The gravity of his voice hits me and his eyes are so sorrowful and filled with a pain I don't get. "I missed you too". I realise that I had pushed away the feelings all the time I was away, because the hole he left behind was simply to painful. "You don't even know how much I missed you".

The pain in his eyes vanishes and he smiles that special and beautiful smile, that always makes me smile back. I pull him into me, parting his lips with my tongue, seeking his. The lust and desire igniting between us. He leaves my mouth to leave heated kisses down my neck.

He continues down my breasts and my stomach, his lips never leaving my skin. The tip of his tongue circles my belly button, then slide downward over my pelvic bone. His caresses are tingling through my body, but when I feel the strange sensation between my legs, I panic and pushes him away.

"Darling this is going to hurt a bit. I need to make sure that you are ready for it". He lay down next do me. "Is this better ?" His hand reach up to gently stroke my cheek.

I nod and his gentle kisses washes away any doubt. Slowly his hand slides down my body, while his mouth keeps my attention on him. His hand reach my private area again, resting softly on my soft curls, as he continues to kiss my mouth and neck. Then he gently spreads my legs and slowly run his fingers over my inner thighs and soft folds. I burning hunger spreads through my body, and I press up to meet his touch, gasping as his finger slips in between my folds, grazing my sensitive knob.

"Just tell me to stop anytime if you don't want to go further". He looks very seriously at me. "Do you want me to stop ?"

Breathlessly I shake my head. I don't want him to stop. I most definitely want him to continue and that he will soon sate that sweet pain burning under his hand. My body star quivering as he start moving his fingers again and my breathing has gotten deeper and comes in gasps as a wonderful warmth thumps from my inside.

"Are you ready ?" He whispers softly against my ear.

"Oh please yes".

He slides on top of me, holding his weight with one arm. And I feel him down there, pushing into me. It feels okay, kind of overwhelming. It's like it only just fits. Then it is like he hits something, a barrier.

"I'm sorry baby". He whispers in my ear, the he thrust hard and fast, Breaking the barrier, sliding in completely.

A sharp pain shoots through me and I let out a small scream. He stays completely still, fluttering small kisses on my face. When he reach my lips, I press my mouth against his, his tongue slipping in to caress mine. He breaks the kiss. "Are you okay ?"

I nod.

He slowly pulls back a bit, thrusting in again gently. I whimper faintly from the searing pain his movements causes. But at the same time a big part of me is begging for more. His eyes stay on me, as he with great caution thrust into me again and again. Even though it hurt, I just can't stop him; my body refuses to let him go.

The burning craving for me in his eyes pushes my desire to new heights and the searing sensation stops. Finally I can enjoy being close to him, like I have dreamt about for so long. My lady parts starts tingling in a demanding way. Impatient I fold my legs around him, pushing him to thrust faster and deeper. When I wiggle my hips, thrusting up to meet him he moans with pleasure and gives into the passion. He buries his face in my neck and makes love to me, holding me into him, as close as we could be. I love how his hot breath on my skin gets heavier and a bit strained as we move faster and faster with each other.

"Oh shit". It is mostly a surprised yell, before a violent shiver runs through him and his whole body stiffens.

"Is something wrong ?" I ask worriedly.

"What ?" He gasp and opens his eyes, looking confused.

I bite my lip. "Did I do anything wrong ?"

"I have just caused you a lot of pain and you ask me if you did something wrong ?" He pull out, and lay down beside me, chuckling softly. I don't answer, but look at him, feeling lost. "No. You didn't do anything wrong, quite the opposite. I couldn't.. Well it was over way to fast". He rolls to his side, resting his head on his hand. "You are so amazing. I never before.. I honestly felt like I was going to break apart at the end". He smiles shyly.

"You didn't hurt me". I say. The closeness and the warmth from his body is amazing and I can't remember any better feeling than the one humming in my body right now.

He lets a fingers slowly draw circles on my stomach. "But it hurts right ? The first time I mean".

"How did you know I was a virgin ?" I look at him.

"Call it a qualified guess". He sends me a teasing wink. The pained look in his eyes are all gone and the wonderful smile, the one that reaches his eyes are back.

Relieved to have him with me again, and hopefully for good this time, I pull him down to my and he willingly give into my kiss.

"I didn't know it would be like this". I mumble as we look at each other again.

"You mean Your first time ?"

"Yeah.. I thought it would hurt more and you know be something I just wanted to get over with and then I could kind of learn how to do it right after". I know I am blushing.

His finger stops for a moment. "Oh wow that sounds romantic, and who told you that, if I may ask ?"

"Davina".

"Davina ?" A little laugh escapes him, but dies out when I don't laugh. "I have a feeling that maybe she hasn't been to lucky with men".

I bite my lip. "She say she is happy now, with her new boyfriend".

"You make me happy". He kisses my shoulder. "I really, truly missed you Sol. And this.. I didn't even dare dream of this".

"Neither did I". I sigh.

With a huge smile on his face he nipples his way from my shoulder to my mouth, looking at me with a cheeky grin. "You know what ?"

"What ?" I mumble, occupied with gracing my nails over his chest muscle, watching it contract.

"It is right what Davina said. It gets much better the second time". He whispers against my lips. "And the third even better yet and fourth time ...".

Laughing I pull him into me, kissing him hungrily. Well he better prove that then. He sighs happily and give into my passion.