Ryan went into the bathroom to get "his supplies". Marissa was trying to plan what she wanted to do. She really wanted to put the moves on him! But a little voice in her head she knew she shouldn't be anxious. She loved him. He loved her. He was "The one"! With "The one" you don't need to think about it, just follow your heart. Marissa smiled. That was exactly what she was going to do.

Ryan came back, clothes still in tact. He lay back down on the bed and Marissa climbed on top of him. She felt a surge of energy in her body. She knew it was right.

They started kissing and Ryan kissed Marissa's neck passionately as his hand started to climb up her back, and unhook her bra. The first time Ryan attempted to do this, she rejected him. This time, his hand couldn't go fast enough. After he unhooked it, Marissa rolled back over and Ryan was on top of her. She pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his fabulous washboard abs. Marissa ran her hands down his chest, feeling each finely toned muscle. She kissed down his chest and he let out an extremely satisfied groan.

Marissa giggled.

"What??" Ryan joked.

"Well, I never thought I was any good at this..."

"Ohh you are!" He whispered as he pulled her shirt off.

Ryan felt Marissa unbutton the top button of his jeans, and unzip them.

Marissa could feel "it" as she took off his pants, and she smiled to herself. Ryan was... well... pretty well off in that department.

Marissa's favorite Juicy sweat pants slipped off and Ryan was pleased to see her cream colored La Perla thong, which looked soooo good on her.

"God you're sexy" he murmured. Marissa smiled.

She got off the bed and glided them down her long thin legs, then threw them at him.

"Ohh la la, Miss Cooper, aren't you the naughty one?"

"Get ready for me Mr. Atwood..." Marissa said in her sexy voice.

She leaped into the bed, and Ryan and Marissa made love to each other all night long.

The next morning, just as the sun began to rise, Marissa began to stir. She was afraid to open her eyes. She was afraid that he'd look over and Ryan wouldn't be there, and that the best night of her life would have been a dream. After about five minutes, she opened his eyes and slowly looked to her side.

There he was. He looked so sweet when he was sleeping. She just wanted to jump on him and do it again. She reminisced about the events that had taken place last night. Marissa had never felt so much passion and pleasure in her life. The whole time, she kept whispering to herself "Oh...my...God". Ryan really knew how to please a girl.

She laid there and watched him sleep for a few minutes, then carefully wrapped her arms around his waist. She was in love, and she finally understood why it was called "making love". She wanted to lay there forever.

Ryan began to rouse, and smiled when he saw Marissa in his arms.

"Good morning, sleepy head" Marissa cooed.

"Hey baby, I'm starving. Let me make you breakfast."

"Sure!"

They got up and put on their clothes. Ryan looked at Marissa and wondered how she could look so stunning without any fuss or make up. She's perfect...

He walked to the door and as he went to turn the handle, Marissa stopped him.

"Ryan, I love you." She said, and gently kissed him on the lips.

"I love you too Marissa... you are perfect. Not just beautiful, but you have a good heart. I want to be with you forever."

"Ohh, I love it when you say things like that!" She exclaimed, kissed him one more time, and led him into the kitchen.