First Night

Jason’s hands trembled slightly as he guided Mia into his bedroom. They had been dating for months, but tonight was the first night they were taking that next step. His heart pounded with a mix of nerves and excitement. Mia stood by the bed, her cheeks flushed pink in the low lamplight. She was nervous too—he could see it in her shy smile. Jason gently took her hand and pressed a kiss to her palm. "We can go slow," he whispered. Mia nodded, eyes shining with trust. They undressed each other carefully, every touch a question and an answer. When Mia’s dress dropped to the floor and Jason’s shirt was tossed aside, they paused to take in the sight of each other. "You’re beautiful," he murmured. Mia responded by pulling him into a tender kiss, her fingers threading through his hair. They lay down together on fresh sheets. Jason hovered over her, their bodies aligning naturally. With a soft gasp, Mia welcomed him as he entered her for the very first time. A whimper of pleasure escaped her lips and Jason felt his own breath hitch at the incredible warmth enveloping him. He moved slowly, attentively, listening to each of her soft moans and catching her sighs with gentle kisses. Their fingers remained laced together by her head, squeezing tighter whenever a wave of bliss rolled through them. In that vulnerable, beautiful moment, they learned each other’s bodies. Their climax came quietly, tears of joy prickling in Jason’s eyes as Mia whispered his name. Holding her in his arms afterward, Jason knew this first night of love was the start of something precious, something real.