The moon hung high in the sky, casting an ethereal glow upon the quiet room where he lay with his first lover. The air was thick with anticipation, their breaths shallow and ragged as they both felt the electricity between them building to a feverish pitch. His heart pounded in his chest, a wild drumbeat of desire that echoed through his veins.
He looked down at her, her eyes filled with an intensity that mirrored his own. The room was filled with the soft hum of her breaths, punctuated by the occasional rustle as they shifted on the sheets. She reached up and touched a lock of hair away from his forehead, her fingers gentle but sure as she traced the lines of his face.
"I'm scared," he whispered, his voice barely above a murmur. She leaned in closer, her breath hot against his skin. "I know," she replied softly, running her hand down his arm and onto his chest. "But we'll figure it out together."
He nodded, swallowing hard as he tried to find the courage to go on. Her hand moved lower, tracing a line from his ribs to the waistband of his jeans. She hesitated for just a moment before slipping her fingers beneath the material and onto his skin. He shivered at the touch, his body reacting instantly to her gentle caresses.
Her fingertips skimmed over his hardness, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from both of them. He looked down at her, their eyes locked as they both felt the moment building between them. Her hand moved lower still, brushing against the soft skin of his inner thigh before slipping beneath the waistband of his underwear.
Her touch sent a shiver through him, and he felt himself growing harder with each passing second. She moaned softly at the sensation, her fingers exploring the length of him as he lay there, helpless and exposed.
"You're so beautiful," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the pounding of his heart. "And I want to make you feel good."
He nodded again, a small smile playing on his lips as he watched her continue to explore him with her hands. Her touch was gentle yet firm, a perfect balance that left him aching for more. He reached down and placed his hand over hers, guiding her movements as they continued to build the tension between them.
Their bodies were pressed tightly together now, skin on skin as their passion grew. She kissed his neck softly, her lips warm against his sensitive flesh. Her breath was hot against his ear, each exhale a small reminder of how close they were to losing control.
He let out a soft groan as she continued to stroke him, the sensation overwhelming him. "I want you inside me," he said, his voice thick with desire. "I need you to make love to me."
Her eyes widened slightly at his words, but she nodded in agreement. She reached down and undid his jeans, pulling them off slowly before slipping her hand beneath the waistband of his underwear once more. He felt her fingers explore him again, her touch sending another wave of pleasure coursing through him.
He watched as she positioned herself above him, her eyes locked on his as she prepared to take him inside her. "Are you ready?" she asked softly, her voice barely audible over the sound of their heavy breathing. He nodded, unable to find words to express just how much he wanted this.
She lowered herself slowly, her body enveloping him as they joined together in a single, powerful moment. They both let out a gasp, the sensation of being connected to her like nothing he had ever experienced before. She began to move on top of him, their bodies locked together in a dance that was as passionate as it was primal.
He reached up and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her even closer as they continued to find their rhythm. His hips moved in time with hers, the sound of their skin slapping against one another filling the room like a thunderous drumbeat. He could feel himself getting closer, the tension building inside him until it was almost too much to bear.
"I'm going to come," he gasped, his voice barely audible above the din of their passionate lovemaking. She nodded, her eyes locked on his as she continued to ride him, her body moving in perfect harmony with his own.
He let out a soft cry as he came, his body shuddering with the force of his release. She followed shortly after, their bodies trembling together as they both experienced the height of pleasure. They lay there, spent and breathless, their hearts pounding in time with one another as they basked in the afterglow of their first encounter.
As he lay there, held close by her warm embrace, he knew that this was just the beginning of a beautiful journey together. They would explore new depths of intimacy and passion, discovering the true meaning of love along the way. And as they drifted off to sleep, entwined in each other's arms, he couldn't help but feel grateful for the incredible experience they had just shared - an encounter that would forever be etched into their hearts as a symbol of the joy and wonder of first time lovemaking.