I thrust into her again. “Please, Carrie. I want you to be mine. Always. Forever. I’ll always be here. I’ll always look after you,” I promised.
She looked at me then, her face serious. More serious than I had seen it ever before. “Will you, Ethan? Will you really?”
I nodded, and I wanted to stop moving inside of her but I could feel something building and it was impossible to stop. I nodded again. “Yes, always.”
“Will you always look after me?”
I nodded once more. The peak to whatever mountain I was climbing was cresting. I was almost there. Wherever it was. Whatever it was. I couldn’t wait to reach it. Was desperate to reach it. Something magnificent was waiting for me at the top. I just knew it.
“And you’ll always protect me?”
I nodded, half blind with desire and love for her.
“Will you do anything to protect me?”
“Yes,” I gasped, and I felt her body clench around me, squeezing me tighter, bringing me closer to the edge.
“Will you do something for me?”
I blinked a yes as my toes curled.
“Promise?”
“Yes! Anything! Anything you want!” I called as I came inside her. She was warmer than before, softer and more perfect as her hands clawed my back and her legs wrapped around mine and pulled me closer. My body shook and trembled, and I felt like I was in heaven in that moment.
It was bliss and it was perfect.
Our heaven.
She was everything to me.
We were fifteen.
And we were madly in love.
