I thought for only a brief second to stop her, but tonight wasn't a hungry dash to fuck one another's brains out. The sudden embrace didn't result in a feverish kiss. It was passionate and slow. Our tongues danced, in the same manner we loved from the moment we went camping, slow and methodical.

I broke our kiss, leaning back onto my heels. I was met with a sight that made me contemplate again if this was real or not. We never installed the headboard in fear of breaking the glass wall that gave us such spectacular views during our intense love-making sessions. The sight of her leaning nude against...