He kicked his boxer briefs off his feet and then reached over and slid her underwear down her legs and threw them before he climbed on top of her, hovering above her face for a minute and looking down into her eyes. His mouth captured hers as he released his weight down onto her body and lowered himself down between her legs that were now spread wide on either side of him.

The nervous anticipation of what was about to happen made butterflies flutter in her stomach as she closed her eyes and felt him reach down between her legs, rubbing his rock hard erection up and down her folds before pressing it against her slit.

She felt some pressure as he broke through her entrance and she sucked in air and bit her bottom lip, whimpering from the pain of his width stretching her insides as he slowly pushed his way in. She gripped onto his shoulders and squeezed her eyes shut, making a pained face as he inched in further, feeling like the stretching was more than she could handle.

He edged in further until he hit a wall that stopped him and he pushed his way through it and she winced and squeezed onto his shoulder tighter.

Finally he was all the way in, buried deep inside her and she could feel him pressing firmly against the back of her insides. It hurt but somehow felt good at the same time. She noticed the pain had stopped.

'That's it. The hard part's over,' she thought to herself. She let out an exhale, releasing her grip on his shoulders and sinking back into the pillow. He slowly pulled out a little and started moving in and out, while she laid there panting with her heart pounding from adrenaline.

He was looking down between them and watching himself slide in and out of her entrance before lifting his head and looking at her. She looked up, studying his handsome face and trying to memorize every feature because she wanted to remember this moment forever; his hazel eyes and thick strong eyebrows, his lightly tanned skin and strong, sharp jaw line.

His brown hair fell past his eyebrows and his eyes locked onto hers as he moved inside her and she suddenly became hyper aware of how incredibly hot he really was.

His good looks paired with the fact that he felt so good inside her, made her heart skip a beat and she closed her eyes and let out a soft moan, letting her legs fall open wider. That allowed him to go deeper and he started to pick up the pace and slammed harder up into her. She cried out, clinging onto his arms and squeezing, as she slammed her eyes shut, feeling that intense feeling building up inside again. It was like a combination of euphoria and fireworks exploding in her center as her entire body tingled.

Eventually her stomach muscles clenched up and she shuddered as an orgasm ripped through her core, shaking her with its release before she collapsed back onto the pillow panting. The entire area between her legs was throbbing and her heart felt like it could beat out of her chest as she laid there trying to catch her breath.

She didn't have but a second to recover because Paulo crashed his mouth against hers and started driving into her again, making her pull back from his kiss and desperately cry out his name. He grabbed one of her legs and put it up over his shoulder, turning her onto her side as he grabbed onto her shoulder for leverage, ramming up into her sideways with all his might. She screamed out, "Paulo!" breathlessly as the headboard slammed up against the wall.

He felt so good, there was no way she could control herself and hold in the screams and moans that escaped from her mouth. She had no idea sex would feel like this.

"You're amazing!" she cried out. "You feel so good."

He didn't respond to that. Instead he pulled out and rolled her over onto her stomach, pulling her up on all fours and placing her hands onto the headboard before positioning himself at her entrance from behind. As he pushed himself in, she could feel her insides being stretched to their limit and she closed her eyes and let out a moan. He grabbed onto her waist and thrust his hips forward, slamming his length up into her so hard it made her throw her head back and moan loudly, gripping onto the headboard so tight she had white knuckles. He drove up into her over and over, making her breasts bounce hard as he slammed against her body while she cried out, and it felt so good she begged him not to stop.

He finally pulled out, sitting there for a second before he rolled her over onto her back again, climbing on top and inserting himself inside her, pushing all the way in before leaning down and covering her mouth with his. She clung onto his shoulders, kissing him with her eyes closed, appreciating the moment. He started moving in and out of her more slowly, pulling back from the kiss panting and she could almost see his heart beating through his chest. He looked down into her eyes, studying her face.

As she looked up at him she felt something. Even though he was practically a stranger, in that moment with him gazing down into her eyes while he was inside her, knowing that he was her husband, the future father of her children and that they would spend the rest of their lives together, it made her feel such a strong connection to him.

She felt her eyes start to burn with tears but she blinked them away before they could form and closed her eyes. The last thing she wanted to do was cry in front of him, especially not during their first time. That would be so embarrassing.

She took a deep breath in and slowly opened her eyes as he started moving in and out faster again, until eventually he was thrusting up into her with so much force that she couldn't stay quiet. At this point it didn't hurt at all anymore. It felt amazing. Having Paulo inside her was the most incredible feeling in the world and she never wanted it to end, but eventually it did.

He gripped onto her hips and drove himself as deep inside her as he could go, with a couple hard thrusts, before she felt him tremble with his release as his grip tightened around her. After shaking for a second with a deep exhale, he pulled out and collapsed over onto the bed beside her and laid there, catching his breath and looking up at the ceiling.

"Wow," she panted. "That was amazing."

"Yeah," he said breathlessly.

She laid there on her back, staring up at the ceiling blinking, trying to process everything that just happened. A minute later she heard him breathing heavily.

She looked over and he was passed out cold. He did have a lot to drink, but then again, so did she. She was so tired and wanted to pass out too but she needed to pee first.

She got out of bed and went in and used the bathroom, seeing blood when she wiped. Then she looked down and saw some blood between her thighs and realized she needed a shower before she could go to sleep.

As she stood in the shower with the steaming hot water spraying through her hair, still feeling tipsy from the alcohol, she replayed everything that just happened in her mind. She thought about the way he looked down into her eyes and the way it felt when he was inside her. She laid her head against the wall of the shower, closed her eyes and let out an exhale. She wondered if he felt anything for her at all or if he was just doing this because he had to. Did he even enjoy it? She definitely did.

She looked down and saw blood running down the drain and she took a deep breath in and exhaled as she washed herself off and then she washed and conditioned her hair and scrubbed her whole body before shutting off the water.

She got out and wrapped herself up in a large white towel and blow dried her long brown hair, until it was smooth and straight. When she got back out to the bedroom she flipped on the side table lamp and noticed there was a bloody spot on the sheets where she had been laying and Paulo was still passed out cold.

She walked over to her suitcase and slipped on a black silk nightgown before calling down to the front desk of the hotel for a new set of sheets.

When the man came to deliver them her cheeks flushed red with embarrassment because he gave her a look like he recognized her and knew why she was asking for a new set. It must have been pretty obvious.

It took some time but she finally got drunken Paulo to get out of the bed long enough to change the sheets and then as she laid down and tried to sleep he slipped under the covers right next to her and wrapped an arm around her waist and snuggled into her neck, giving it a kiss before passing out again. It felt good being snuggled in his arms but she wondered if things were going to stay like this between them.