Ethan arched his back, and placed himself at Theresa's opening. Slowly, he began to place himself inside her. Ethan could feel Theresa wrapping around him. Sliding slowly in to her, Theresa began to moan. As Ethan got deeper inside her, he realized he would have to push his way through her final barrier.

"Okay, this is where it will hurt, but just for a moment."

"I'm ready", she said, as she placed her hands on Ethan's back.

Quickly, Ethan pushed through. Theresa let out a small cry, and her nails dug in to Ethan's back Ethan wanted desperately to start making love to her, but he waited until he felt some response from Theresa. Just moments later, he could feel her, and she began rocking her hips back and forth.

Ethan began his motions. Long, slow, sweet strokes, each one better than the last. And Theresa agreed. "Oh my god, Ethan. It's amazing...." She whispered in his ear, as her lips captured his.

"I love you, I love you so much", he replied when the kiss broke free. Ethan began to pick up speed, and Theresa did, also. Soon, Theresa felt a glorious sensation building higher, higher, higher.....

"Theresa", Ethan said hoarsely, "let me take you there, please....."

"Yes, Ethan, I want you to, .now, Ethan, I'm there..." The more she spoke, the more out of breath with desire she became. As Ethan was peaking, he said to her softly, "Fly with me, baby...."

At that moment, the two fell into their passion, together. It seemed to last an eternity, until they finally began to fall from their high. "I love you", was all Theresa could say to Ethan.

"Wow", Ethan finally murmured, after catching his breath.

Theresa giggled at him. "Hey, that's my line!"

As Theresa began to giggle, it sent more shockwaves through Ethan. He was still inside her, and he could feel it when she laughed. It sent chills up and down his spine. He carefully removed himself, and lay down next to her.

"Are you okay?" he asked, in the softest, kindest voice Theresa had ever heard.

"I'm wonderful", she replied, as she stroked his arm. "You?"

"Doesn't the wow speak for itself?" More giggling. When it ended, Ethan looked deep in to Theresa's eyes. "I'm glad I waited for you", he said. "And if it's all right with you, I want you to be the only person I'll ever share myself with."

A small tear slipped down Theresa's cheek. "I'm glad I waited for you, too. And I know in my heart, there is no else I am meant to be with." With that said, Theresa rested her head on Ethan's chest, and the couple fell asleep in each other's arms.

As the morning sun streamed in through the bedroom window, Ethan woke to the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. Theresa was asleep next to him, her hair cascading upon the pillow, her chest moving rhythmically with her breathing. He laid for almost half and hour and simply watched her sleep. Finally, he decided he needed to drag himself away from his sleeping beauty, if he wanted to make her breakfast in bed.

He quietly moved out of the bed, put on his robe, and went in to the kitchen.

When the breakfast was ready, he walked back in to the bedroom, and set down the tray of food. He decided the best way to wake would be to shower her with kisses. Slowly climbing back on to the bed, he began to gently press his lips all over her face. He heard a small giggle beneath him, and Theresa turned her head and opened her eyes.

"Good morning", she said smiling.

"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty", he replied. "I have something for you", and he moved away so that she could see the tray of food behind him.

"Oh Ethan! I've always dreamed of breakfast in bed!"

"Then I'm here to make all of your dreams come true."

"Too late", she said back to him, "you already have."