Finding Love in France (Alternate Version)

Part 15: Firsts

As she savored the kiss, she heard him think one word...

"Peggy." He broke the kiss, guilt and shame flooding his mind.

Mila removed herself from his arms and stepped back. "I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me...I'm so sorry, Steve."

He stepped towards her. "No, it's my fault. I'm sorry..." he ran his hands over his face. "I'm so confused..."

"Confused? About what?" She asked.

He sighed. "I've been trying not to think about it, about you...it feels wrong...I don't know if Peggy is still alive. Even if she's not, it's only been a couple of weeks. What the hell am I doing?" He was pacing. "Mila, I'm sorry. This was all my fault."

She stopped him and put a hand on his arm. "Listen to me, it just happened. It was only a kiss. We got carried away, thinking we were about to die." She was trying to get him to look her in the eye. "You love Peggy. This doesn't change anything. It was a mistake. It won't happen again, you have my word."

He looked at her. "That's the problem..." he admitted. "I want it to happen again..."

Mila was not expecting this answer. What was he saying?

He held onto her arms. "I can't stop thinking about you..." he blushed. "About how much fun we have, about how smart you are, how tough and brave and..." he bit his lower lip. "...how beautiful you are..." he leaned in and kissed her again.

This time Mila broke the kiss. "What about Peggy?" She was breathless from the kiss. "I don't want to cause problems if you two..." he kissed her again before she could finish her thought.

When he came up for air, he whispered "I take full responsibility..." and kissed her.

As they continued to make out, his hands rubbed her back. She was running her hands over his shoulders and upper arms. He held her tightly, and she felt his heart pounding. When she kissed his neck, he groaned and clutched her shoulder blades. "Is this okay, Steve?" She did not want to assume anything.

"Yes..." he gasped. "Is this okay?" He slid his hands over her ass.

"Absolutely. How about this?" She nibbled his ear, causing him to squeeze her tighter and moan again. He tried kissing her neck and she gasped.

He pulled back. "I'm sorry! Too much?" He turned red.

"Not enough, soldier!" She laughed and kissed him deeply. They were still standing next to the bed, Mila was hesitant to ask if he wanted to move. She sensed he was new to this. "Steve, do you want to sit down?"

"Yes, please..." he panted. He sat down on the bed, his hands on her hips. "Where do you want to sit?"

She straddled his lap and he gasped. "Is this seat taken?" She wrapped her arms around his neck.

"All yours." He breathed. He pulled her close and kissed her deeply. While kissing, he groaned when she slowly moved her hips over his. This was further than he had ever gone before. Was this really happening?

"Steve..." she breathed between kisses. "...we can stop whenever you want..." he kissed her neck and she moaned. "...only what you are comfortable with, okay?" He held her tighter and met her hips with his own, causing her to arch her back, pressing her breasts into him.

He groaned as she pressed herself against him. "Mila..." He wanted to touch her. "...can I..." his hand was on the front of her hip, slowly moving up to her abdomen.

She took his hand and placed it on her breast. He reflexively squeezed. "Not so hard, my darling..." She guided his hand gently over her. She moaned at his touch. "Much better...Uh, Steve?"

"Are you okay?" He pulled his hand back and brushed her cheek.

"I was just wondering...is this your first time?" She didn't want to embarrass him, but needed to know.

He blushed. "That obvious?"

"Just wondering. Truly, I do not want you to do anything you are not ready to do...or waiting to do with someone else..." she looked away.

He put his other hand on her cheek and pulled her face back to look at him. "Mila, I want to do this. With you." He kissed her sweetly.

At this, she pulled her nightgown over her head, as his eyes popped out of his head. "Jesus, Mila..." he kissed her passionately and wrapped his arms around her. She leaned him back onto the bed and tugged at the hem of his shirt. He took the hint and pulled it off. His wounds were mostly healed by now. He gasped as she began to kiss his chest, running her fingers over his skin. She shuddered as he ran his hands up the back of her thighs, over her ass, and up her back.

"Would it be alright to get you out of these pants?" She asked, as she kissed his abdomen.

He couldn't speak, so he just nodded his approval.

She slid his pants off and softly nuzzled his groin. His eyes were fluttering and his moaning deepened. "Still acceptable?" She wanted to check.

"God, yes..." he groaned.

Mila smiled and began to gently stroke him, making him moan louder. She kissed her way back up his body, while he clutched at her desperately. When she made her way back to his lips, she kissed him deeply and asked "are you sure, Steve? This is a big decision, you need to be certain, my darling..."

"I'm sure..." he kissed her and pulled her to him. She slid onto him and his body rocked at this new feeling. He gasped then moaned as she began to move her hips. He copied her movements, making her moan in return. "Am I doing this right?" He groaned into her mouth.

"Perfectly...would you like to try being on top?" Before he could answer, she flipped them.

He moaned loudly at the new position. "Oh god, that's amazing..."

She chuckled. "Just wait, it gets better." She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him in deeper.

"Wha...ohhh..." he was not exactly eloquent at this point. As she continued to move beneath him, he met her movements. As he buried his head in her neck, she let out a noise that made him freeze. "Did I hurt you?"

She smiled and kissed him. "Steve, my darling, that was a good noise...it means that you are doing an excellent job..." and kissed him desperately. She took one of his hands and put it to her breast. She moaned when he ran his thumb over her nipple. "Don't stop...keep going..." she moaned, encouraging him.

He was completely overwhelmed by the feeling of her skin, her body against him, the sounds she was making. He tried to keep up with her movements, afraid to do anything wrong, worried about hurting her with his large body...then she started making more noises and rocking her hips faster against him. She was digging her fingertips into his back and pulling him in deeper. He felt like he was about to lose control. She started moaning louder, calling his name, breathing faster. He wasn't sure what was happening, but he was certainly enjoying it. When she yelled out, he felt her body squeeze him from the inside and he was a goner...he moved his hips even faster until he couldn't take it anymore. He called her name and collapsed onto her chest.

As they laid there, catching their breath, Mila breathlessly laughed "Very impressive for your first time..."