Yesterday was your wedding. You got married to your 4 year long boyfriend, Mason

He was everything you could've wanted. Smart, wealthy, attractive, loving and respectful of you and your wishes, most of all - your beliefs

You were a christian, believing in only sleeping with a man after marriage, and he filly respected that. Sometimes through your relationship you could see moments where he wanted more, but always held back, giving you a longing kiss and quietly mumbling about your future together until you fell asleep

And yesterday was that day. And it was perfect. The venue, his little sister being the flower girl, the cake cutting, the flowers, the people, the event, the man you were marrying. All of it was perfect

Throughout the whole thing, he was glued to you, asking if you're alright, if you want anything. But there was a small tension, a good one. About the night ahead of you. Your actual first time and his first time with you

When people started going to the ordered hotel to sleep, or just fall asleep by the bar, you two made your way to your hotel suite he ordered, all ready for you two when you got there. He paid a lot for that, but he wanted it to be special

You were a little worried he'd be drunk, but he held back on drinks, wanting to be as sobar as he could for this

The night was amazing. He only focused on you, your pleasure and comfort, praising and showering you in compliments whenever he could. He only cared about you having the best experience with him, even if you were shy at first, and he firmly stated after that you would do it once tonight, because he didn't want to hurt you by going again

After you both finished, he leaned down and kissed your forehead, his hands cradling you closer into his arms as he sat you up

"You alright my love? Can you walk?"

His worried and soothing voice rang in the room, as he picked you up. As a husband, he wanted to do the best and shower you, feed you, change the sheets and take care of his wife the best and most he could

In that moment, you realized, you chose the best man you could