There was no question to her who she wanted to give this to, who she wanted to do this with for the rest of her life. Even now as things started to feel good and she wasn't so discouraged, she knew that no other man should be here but him, that she loved him with all her heart and she was convinced no other guy would be as patient and understanding as he'd been with her.

Summer didn't know the first thing about what came after this, she knew the mechanics of sex but she didn't know that there was a pleasure that could be shared. It felt good now, yes, but she didn't know that she could feel even better that just like him, she could find a sweet release herself. Still, she felt her own body edging towards something big, something that scared her a little, a big powerful something. Her fingers curled against his scalp, her other hand clutching at his back as she breathed heavily against his neck and shoulder. It was starting to feel better than she could ever say, her body moving on it's own accord. "Leckie, Leckie, please," she begged for something, for anything, she wasn't sure what but as she pulled back, she sought to press her lips to his.