The First

Sean's POV

I stretched before waking up, but someone sleeping with my hand as her pillow blocked me. When I opened my eyes, my heart was full, happy that what I felt last night was not a dream. The softness of Arabella in my arms and the warmth of her presence by my side were so real that I could no longer deny our act of love last night.

"So beautiful," I murmured, looking at Arabella, who was breathing softly. "How did I get you like this?"

I lay on my side, my free hand stroking Arabella's flowing hair. Her face looked so beautiful even though she was still asleep. I can see the imprint I left on her neck and her lips that still haven't healed from our kiss.

This was the first time I felt alive and excited after a night spent together. Although Arabella didn't have any experience, she wasn't an amateur and could easily follow my rhythm during sex. She was also not easily frightened as she showed, but more of an adorable curiosity.

"Does that mean... I'm the first guy to do that wit