Kiss Me

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         Tobias's POV
    Tris and I are meeting up at a lake. No one ever goes there so it'll just be her and I. I'm happy it's just gonna be her and I.  I miss her.  I want her back. 
      "Hey," A beautiful voice says.  I look at her and smile. Tris wraps her arms around me.  I press her closer against me.  I missed the feeling of her.  I hope she's never had sex with Ricky.  Why am I thinking like that?  Oh right.  Haven't changed that much. 
     She pulls away and starts towards the water line.  Once I'm there I trip on a stick.  I try and get up but my knee doesn't  agree with me.  It hurts like hell.  It's gotten worse since I got shot in it while I was stationed.  If it was bad before,  it's fucked now.  The water is shallow where I am but it's still soaking me.  Tris sits down beside me,  lifting her white,  thin dress.  The water is now wetting the both of us.  She's  beautiful.  I can't help myself anymore. 
      I lean over and kiss her shoulder and neck.  She turns her head,  capturing my lips with hers.  She sits on my lap so she's straddling me.  She stares into my eyes. "I missed you so much," she says. I kiss her again.
    "I missed you too." She leans back in.  My hands grip her hips.  Again,  that question pop into  mind about her virginity.  She wouldn't.  That questions out.  I'm scared I'm putting too much pressure on her hips so I remove them. She's stunning.  The water comes in a wave and splashes us.  She dress is in white so I can see her bra.  Black but lace so there's peeks of her skin. Shit. Her face goes red.  Not because of her Bra, but she can feel me now. 
      "I want you," she says. I grin and kiss her with all the love,  lust, want, admiration, and want I have for her.  She moans.
     "Is-is this your first time?" I ask her.  She kisses my neck, making me bite my lip. 
     "Yes. Have you ever done this outside?" She asks.  I shake my head. 
   "You wouldn't want this to be happening in a bed?" She looks into my eyes.  Damn I want her and hope she says no. 
     "As long as you're with me, I'm happy," she say. I pick her up and force my knee up so I'm standing.  I lay her down on a dry area if sand.  I take my shirt off.  She sighs.  I have even more scars now. From when I got shot.  From when I got shot again. From when that bomb went off.  And other things. I lower myself onto her. 
      "You're so damn hot," she says.  I'm surprised but appreciate the compliment.  She sits up and removes her dress.  She knew something was going to happen.  She's wearing matching lace black bra and underwear.  I kiss her lips and trail down to her underwear line. She pulls me back up and unbuckles my belt. I kick my pants off and unclasp her bra. She covers herself.  I move her hand. 
      "Your mesmerizing," I tell her.  I bring my mouth down to her breasts and suck (au: Looks around awkwardly). She moans. 
      "I'm ready," she says.  I nod and remove my boxers as she removes her underwear.  I place myself at her entrance.  This is actually happening.  I'm going to make love to the one I want in my life for the rest of my years.
     "Go slow," she tells me. I nod and start to enter myself. She grips onto my back, scratching my nails back.  She bites down on my shoulder in what I know is pain. She has tears in her eyes.  I enter myself all the way in.  She let's out a sob.
     "I'm sorry, baby. It'll get better," I say kissing her.  I give her time to get used to me. Not to be cocky or anything  buy... I'm not surprised it hurts bad.  I mean, I'm huge.
      "Go," she says.  I thrust into her.  Her pain as now faded into pleasure.  "I love you," she says. 
    "I love you too," I moan.  "Damn Tris." I start to thrust harder and faster, making her call out my name. Her back aches and she let's out a sexy, deep moan. I finish seconds later. 
     "What are we gonna do about Raelee and Ricky," she asks.  I kiss her to give her the answer. 
     "I'm yours, and you're mine."
      "And that's the way it's always been."
    
     

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