During the first 3 years of college not once did I "hook up" with someone. I had plenty of crushes and dates, but nothing ever led to anything more than some making out.
Then there was Nicholas. I had many classes with him and always found him very charming. However, I never got up the nerve to ask him out. One afternoon during my senior year I was at the bar when Nicholas approached me. To my surprise he was utterly sober, as was I. He asked me if I wanted to find somewhere to talk seeing as how the bar was packed and noisy. I agreed and we left the bar and started on a walk around the campus. The night was cool and crisp. Crunching through the newly fallen leaves we talked about what we were planning to do after college and such.
We got nearer to a desolate part of campus to an open field. He asked me if I wanted to watch for shooting stars. As we lay down, Nicholas expressed to me how he has noticed me all these years and didn't think that I had any interest in him. I was shocked and told him how I felt that I could never approach him as well. I had always felt a strange connection to him and he said he felt the same way. Neither one of us had ever found anyone we could connect with on another level. I sat up and so did he. We sat there underneath the darkened sky in the field of moistened grass and felt the electricity between us building. Leaning forward, Nicholas reached for me and kissed me tenderly. My fingers lingered on the back of his neck. Sparks began to fly as we passionately kissed under the starlight.
Not a soul was around and I started to kiss Nicholas' neck, smelling his sweet scent. He began to unbutton my shirt. Sliding my shirt off, he traced my shoulders with his fingertips. Not being able to wait any longer I pulled Nicholas gently on top of my warm body. Pulling his shirt up over his head I unhooked my bra and he lowered his chest onto mine. Kissing me, I felt the warmth of his chest and the warmth from below. Quickly pulling my shirt up, he slid my panties down to my ankles and unzipped his pants. Staring into his eyes I knew that I was not making a mistake. He was truly genuine and although we had just got together that evening, I knew we both felt the same way. This emotion swept us away to places we had never been before.
Slowly Nicholas entered my throbbing body with his. Deeper and deeper he thrust himself inside of me. Moaning ever so softly he began to move faster. My fingers traced along his broad back. The warmth of our bodies enveloped us both. Calling out his name in the night I finally reached my orgasm. Holding tightly onto him, I wrapped my legs around his waist. He shuddered as well and I could feel the warmth of our bodies becoming a union.
Our bodies relaxed and Nicholas looked down at me and brushed the hair out of my face. Still inside of me he leaned down and kissed my cheeks, my chin, my ears, my lips. Looking deep into my eyes I knew who he was, I knew everything about him without even asking. This was my soul mate. We made love many more times that evening under the stars on the moistened grass in the vast field.
