A Steve Fanfic

Chapter 4

It's been two weeks after our first date. We have gone out every night since. In fact, it's our two week anniversary. I bought her a dozen red roses. They are her favorite. Anyways Victoria... I don't know she makes me happy. Unlike Evie did...I haven't felt this happy in a long time. Anyways I am going to pick her up so we can go on a date.
Victoria's POV:
Tonight Steve was going to pick me up. I really like him..... I might actually love him.  But I really hope he feels the same. I love everything about him, his personality, his hair, his eyes. Everything. I heard the door bell. I walked over to answer the door. "Hey Steve!" I said kissing him. "I brought you these." He said handing me a dozen red roses. They are my favorite. "Oh I love them!" I said giving him a hug. "So where are we going?". I asked. "Um, I was planing on you and I going camping," he asked. "Than sounds fantastic!" I said inviting him inside. I, myself quite enjoy camp. We used to go all the time when I was younger with my dad and brothers. So I am hoping it will be fun. I am pretty sure it will be because it's Steve I am going with. Two hours later
When we got to the camp site, we set up the tent. It was dark, we laid down inside. It was kinda romantic. His arm around me. My head on his warm chest. I could feel his hearts beating. And my hand was near his belt. "Hey Victoria? Do you feel like we are rushing this?" He asked. "Um, I don't know, I don't thinks so?" I replied. "Okay, if we are going to do this, let's do it right!" He said looking into my eyes.  "Okay!"  I replied with a nod. He started to kiss me. Passionate, is the only word I could describe it. My hands playing with his hair. Good thing there was no one else near us, so they could hear. He was breathing heavily, so I thought that was the signal to let him breath. I pulled away, only reach for the ends of his shirt. I pulled his shirt off. I  started to feel his chest. Warm and welcoming. It was nice and clean not a spot of hair. Unlike my ex, he was so hairy he could be a gorilla. Anyways, he reached for my shirt now. He took it off only leaving my bra. I went down, undoing his belt buckle. By the way, I am still in my jeans. He throws me on top of him. I put a hand on his cheek, the other where our bodies met. He started to groan while I gave him a little pleasure. That when we heard someone or something move outside. "Hey, you two love birds keep it down, my family is complaining!" Some man says. I felt embarrassed. We thought no one was near. I threw my self beside Steve. My head back on his chest. From then we slept. It was getting late anyways.