"I was hoping you would be..." he smirked, as he reached over my head to open the drawer of the bedside cabinet.
                          
As he pulled out a square, silver packet he'd obviously placed there earlier, my stomach was pounding with anticipation. Watching him slide the condom on with wide eyes, I briefly winced at the thought of how on earth I was going to be able to fit him inside me.
                          
Other people do it all the time, it will be fine, my subconscious soothed.
                          
As though, yet again, he could hear my thoughts, Noah leant his body back over mine and kissed my neck lightly.
                          
"I don't want to hurt you, but it might be a bit painful," he whispered between kisses, his fingers slowly working their way between my legs once more. "Just try to relax, okay?"
                          
"Okay," I breathed. The blend of nerves and excitement - combined with the way his hand was moving – was causing my heart to beat so hard I thought it might burst out of my chest right there and then.
                          
Carefully positioning his body over me, Noah rested his weight on one elbow beside my head, while his other hand lightly stroked my hair back from my face.
                          
"Just breathe, and tell me if you want to stop," he said, earnestly holding my gaze.
                          
"I will," I croaked, my mouth dry and my heart pumping too hard to speak properly.
                          
"I love you, Abi," he murmured gently, placing his lips on mine as his hand left my hair to reach down between our bodies and guide his length to my entrance.
                          
"I love you," I whispered back.
                          
Slowly pushing into me, I gasped loudly as my body stretched to accept the tip of him.
                          
"Fuck," he hissed, feeling the warmth of my body clenching tightly around him, before gently easing a little further in.
                          
Inch by inch, he continued to push his way inside me, stopping every couple of seconds to give me time to relax. As the final part of his length filled me up, he let out a groan, pressing his lips against mine while looking deep into my eyes.
                          
"Are you okay?" he breathed against my mouth.
                          
"Mm-hmm," I winced. The feeling was deep and alien. Not unpleasant, but definitely uncomfortable.
                          
"I knew you'd be tight but this is insane," he murmured, his buttocks clenching under my hands. "I'm going to move now, alright? I'll try to be gentle."
                          
Nodding at him as he carefully pulled his hips back, the stinging that shot through me caused a sharp moan to escape my lips.
                          
"I'm sorry," he breathed, pausing before easing his length back into me.
                          
"Don't be sorry," I whispered, trying my best to relax and adapt to the sensation.
                          
"Shall I stop?" he asked, concerned.
                          
I shook my head as I reached up to run my fingers into the side of his hair, signalling for him to continue his slow strokes in and out.
                          
With each movement hurting slightly less than the previous, I focused on kissing him as he quickened his pace ever so slightly.
                          
"Abi, I'm not going to take long," he muttered, a coy smile gently creeping up the corner of his mouth. "You feel incredible."
                          
"Keep going," I smiled back at him before closing my eyes.
                          
After just a few more minutes, his pace had become faster as he plunged deep inside me then slid almost all the way back out. I could feel every muscle in his body tensing under my palms as I ran them over his heavenly skin, clammy and hot with desire.
                          
"Fuck, I'm going to come," he gasped suddenly, gripping my hair firmly in his fist as he pushed deeper and harder.
                          
"Shit," he continued, losing himself in the moment as he thrust into me a couple more times. As his whole body tensed, he grunted even more obscenities before, with one final push, I felt him begin to pulse inside me.
                          
I had no idea what was supposed to happen next. Kissing my forehead softly, his breathing was still rapid and I could feel him, rock hard, still inside me.
                          
After lying motionless for a couple of minutes as Noah covered my face in gentle kisses, he reached down to grip the base of the condom and slowly withdrew. The feeling of emptiness shocked me a little, and the throbbing pain deep inside me was almost as bad as a period cramp.
                          
"That was amazing," he smiled, as he rolled off from on top of me and peeled the condom from his body. "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" he whispered as he shifted his body to pull me in close.
                          
"It felt weird," I replied quietly, "But 'good' weird."
                          
"It will get better, I promise," he smiled, showing the whole perfectly imperfect row of his teeth. "Soon you'll be able to enjoy it as much as I just did," he continued, meeting my lips in a slow and tender kiss.
                          
"Can't wait," I whispered, pulling my head back to look at him. "I love you."
                          
"I love you," he replied with a tired smile.
                          
As he slowly started to drift off, his arms wrapped tightly around me as we lay with our foreheads together, I studied every detail of his beautiful features. I wanted to remember this one amazing weekend for the rest of my life, every single second of it.
                          
I'm sure I would never have felt that way if I knew what the next day had in store.