Affirmation.

Beth and Brian went upstairs and proceeded to have a bout of good, passionate sex, the kind of sex that happens when two people are just tired enough, and just drunk enough, to let themselves relax and enjoy it. It was slow and sensual, and it was fierce and passionate, in turns, and Beth found herself gripping the sheets more than once. They finished up with Beth on top, riding Brian while kissing him and panting. She was relieved: relieved that she hadn't done something stupid with Denny, an relieved to be getting a reminder that things were going to be okay. When Brian wanted to push her off so he could cum, she shook her head and worked his cock until he shot inside her.
"I'm on the pill, baby. You don't have to afraid."
"I...agh.... don't trust those things."
Brian was very anxious about not getting her pregnant before the wedding, and before they had a chance to enjoy his new salary as a childless couple.
They had some sweet pillow talk, discussing upcoming items of the wedding "to-do list" but mostly Brian stroked her hair and told her he loved her until she drifted away. You're a lucky girl. She knew that her inner voice meant that in more ways than one.