I have never felt more comfortable in my life although sleep came and went fleetingly. Ethan's naked body felt soft, almost luxurious next to my skin. His warmth soothed me in the darkness where my anxiety ebbed and flowed.
The stakes were high and he knew that too, attempting in every moment to comfort me.
A powerful arm slid gently around my body and his hand clutched my stomach, stroking lovingly with soft fingertips as though I were something precious to be held on to. He stirred from a deep sleep and my boyfriend pulled me closer into him, molding spoon-like around me as I melted in.
I felt the semi-hardness of his cock press hard against my ass cheeks. It aroused me more than him because I was awake and wanted to make love.
"Are you awake again, Sophie?"
"I'm afraid so."
"I'll give you a penny for your thoughts right now."
I wasn't sure if there was wisdom in responding given what I was thinking about. I'd made a promise to myself that complete honesty must be at the core of our relationship, so I sighed and hoped he would understand.
"I was comparing you with other boyfriends, Ethan."
"We haven't made love yet. I hope I didn't come in last for that reason."
"No silly. I'm comparing you to other men I've dated, mostly whom I never slept with, and by using a whole range of criteria that's not sexually related."
He grunted and laughed, pulling me even closer, wrapping one leg over the top of mine while planting soft kisses around my neck and down the part of my spine he could reach.
"Girls make these things so complicated Sophie. All I know is that you're the best girlfriend I ever had by a very long margin."
"But how do you know without making the comparison objectively honey?"
Ethan forced me to roll out of my little spoon snug, smiling while curling errant locks of messed-up hair away from my face. He kissed both cheeks, then my dimpled chin, and finally softly, almost imperceptibly brushed his lips against mine. I saw love in my boyfriend's expression and felt the same from the gentle touch of his fingertips stroking my back.
His stiff cock poked into my pussy, almost breaching the door we'd agreed to keep locked for another few hours. I looked down and smiled lasciviously at my lover.
"The only objectivity I need about you comes from my heart Sophie... I love you and appreciate this is the best relationship I've ever been in."
"I feel the same, darling. I'm just overthinking things I guess."
"Are you still worried about us coming out?"
"No. I feel some anxiety but that's more like an anticipation for things to happen. I'm eager to move on and tackle our plan and challenges, including Mom and Dad."
"Okay, shall we sleep now, then? It's only 3 am."
"I'd sleep better with your semen inside my belly, Ethan."
He looked pleasantly surprised. It was true, though and I knew my arousal was more frustrating than his. Both upper thighs felt sticky when rubbing against one another and if Ethan couldn't really smell my primal woman, then he needed a few more lessons in female biology.
"I thought we agreed to wait until everything was planned out."
"You also said I should mention it when I feel ready."
"Are you ready?"
I opened my legs wide and took my boyfriend's hand, encouraging his fingers to dabble in my shaven pussy. My labia were soaking wet and ordinarily, that might embarrass me.
"Do you see how turned on I am?"
"Yes. Your pussy is really wet."
"Really fucking wet, Ethan. It's never been like that before."
"Am I the best boyfriend you've ever had, then?"
"My pussy certainly thinks so."