I DO

Five rules.

Hold your bouquet low.

Shoulders straight. Head high.

Don't forget to walk.

Be careful not to trip on your dress.

Smile at the guests.

Dawn went over these rules, pacing around the room with her heart beating a million times faster than it should.

She had spent the last few days of her life rehearsing for this moment - waiting for her time of glamour to reveal itself but now that it was finally here, she felt stuffed and the figure-hugging white wedding dress didn't help lighten her burden.

"Quit pacing around, you're making me dizzy" her sister, Paula, (who'd been watching her walk back and forth for over ten minutes) scolded with a slight huff of annoyance but Dawn was too apprehensive to notice.

She'd been fidgety all morning and having Paula as the bridesmaid wasn't doing anything to help calm her down. In fact, it made her worse.

"I can't Paula" she chewed on her lip, almost tempted to run a hand through her face but she knew better than to fortify the two hours' worth of makeup baked on her face.

"If you're worried about the dress, I'd say you look stunning in it" she commented, adjusting the straps of her own gown.

"No, it's not the dress" Dawn groaned.

Okay, maybe it was, just a little bit of it, but of course, she couldn't just go about telling her that the dress she'd chosen barely gave her room to breathe.

"Then what is?" At this point, Paula was frustrated.

"I'm just nervous" she sighed out, subconsciously smoothening out the nonexistent wrinkles on her dress.

She had a valid reason to be nervous, for it wasn't every day that one got married to an Argent and the thought of it feared her.

"About what?" Paule raised an eyebrow, searching her eyes.

"It's just - " she paused, stopped, and fully turned to her. "Wh-what if he doesn't show up at the altar, what if he changes his mind?" She stuttered, her brows creasing with worry.

Maybe it was too soon for marriage, they'd only been together for half a year, and thus didn't have enough time to familiarize themselves properly.

What if he just felt rushed and proposed because she promised to leave if he didn't take the first step? What if he'd planned to bail on her as they did in the movies.

She mentally pulled on her hair. She was going crazy.

Paula scoffed. "C'mon, Dawn, this isn't the movies. You and I both know that if he was going to change his mind, he would've done it by now."

Dawn's shoulders drooped, obviously not at all comforted with that statement and Paula must have noticed because she quickly added. " What I mean is... as much as I don't like that blockhead, I have to admit that he's a good man, and if he were to change his mind about marrying you, he wouldn't wait until the ceremony or humiliate you in front of everyone."

Dawn bit inside her cheek. Paula had a point but she still couldn't dust off the uneasy feeling in her gut.

"But what if I trip?" She was always known to be the clumsy sort, especially when she was nervous and apprehensive.

Paula sighed and gently brushed her fingers over her thick curls. "Today happens only once in a lifetime Dawn, stop worrying about the moment and just focus on yourself. Trust me, it will be over quickly and the best parts will come after" she placed a hand on her shoulder. "Whatever happens, good or bad, David isn't going to love you less for it okay? So just drop it all off and enjoy your day"

Dawn took a moment to inhale deeply before breathing out. "Thank you, Paula," she said, finally turning to examine herself in the full-length mirror.

"You're going to do just great," Paula assured with a soft smile gracing her features.

"You think so?"

She nodded vehemently. "I know so. Now come on, we better go before David actually changes his mind"



The ceremonial song began to play, urging everyone to stand and turn to look toward the back of the chapel.

"Are you ready?" Martha asked, squeezing her daughter's arm lightly and Dawn nodded, sucking in a deep breath before taking the first step into the chapel, and upon her entry, an awe-stricken gasp eluded from the crowd.

She walked the distance, holding her bouquet firm as she followed the slow pace of her mother who joyously governed her into the chapel.

"Nothing else mattered," she told herself, smiling broadly as she made her way to the only man who had managed to capture her heart and make it sink so deep. She kept her eyes on him, only seeing him while the rest of the world around her faded into a perfect illusion.

David stood at the altar, watching in marvel as his soon-to-be wife walked graciously towards him.

"Last chance to bail David" his best man, Tanner teased but he was too far gone to heed his jest.

She looked beautiful - her smile, her blue star eyes, that bashful look on her face -he couldn't believe it was the girl he'd fallen hopelessly for. The dainty little clumsy girl who came unexpectedly into his life and took his heart by surprise, the girl who found parts of him he didn't know existed- it felt like a constant euphoric rush and he was completely at a loss of words.

For the first time in his life, he didn't know what to say or do and before he could blink, she was standing beside him with a smile on her face.

"Good afternoon," said the priest as he took his place between them. "We gather here today to witness the celebration of deep love between David and Dawn and their wish to unite in the bond of marriage. On behalf of them," he paused, and gestured to the crowd, "I welcome all of you"

The priest began the wedding ceremony shortly by giving a short speech about love and how important it was in a relationship but David knew exactly what love was.

Finding someone you couldn't live without, someone you couldn't breathe without, that one person that made your heartbeat rise every second of the day, that was love - that was Dawn, and there was something about her that made him want to fall, or turn to liquid or burst into flames.

"David and Dawn, if you are ready to step into the circle of matrimony, assuming all its rights, obligations, and abundant joys, please so indicate by joining hands."

David turned, his winter grey eyes piercing her blue ones as he took her hand into his and squeezed gently.

The priest smiled. "Do you, Dawn Araceli Montgomery, take this man, David Argent as your husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health. Do you promise with all your heart to honor this vow till death do you part?"

"I do," Dawn promised without hesitation and David's heart thumped with euphoria.

"Do you, David Earl Argent, take this woman, Dawn Montgomery, as your wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health. Do you promise with all your heart and soul to honor this vow till death do you part?"

"I do." He said, his eyes never leaving hers.

The priest continued. "David, place the ring on Dawn's finger and repeat after me," he instructed and as David slipped the silver band onto Dawn's left hand, the priest recited "As this ring..."

"As this ring..." David repeated.

"Has no end..."

"Has no end..."

"Neither shall my love for you."

"Neither shall my love for you."

"Dawn, place the ring on David's finger and repeat after me."

After the process had been repeated and the rings were exchanged, the priest proceeded.

"David and Dawn, now that the two of you have joined hands and placed the rings on each other's fingers in the presence of your family and Yahweh, you have declared your eternal love for each other, therefore, by the power vested in me by the most heavenly Father and the court of law, I hereby on this day pronounce you husband and wife. David, you may now kiss the bride"

The congregation cheered and applauded, but David didn't hear any of it. In the drawn-out moment, it was just him, and nothing else mattered. Dawn was his, and she would always be his.

"You belong to me now Dawn Araceli Argent" he touched her lips, tickling the tender skin with his forefinger "Only me" his warm mouth collided with hers, the intensity of their kiss swimming like wildfire through and around them.

Dawn ran her fingers gently through his soft curls, giggled shyly as he nipped on my bottom lip and a sense of a wicked stratification crawled up her skin as the hungry eyes of jealous women witnessed her claim on her husband.

"I love you" David muttered, pulling away to stare right into her sparkling eyes.

It was beautiful... She was beautiful.

"More than the universe" she smiled, and in that moment did they realized that their world as they knew it changed forever.

For better...or worse.

Later that day, just as the sun was beginning to dip into the sky, Dawn found herself highlighting down from a private ride and stepping into a shimmering hotel building in a city far away from home.

"Feeling better?" David asked, noting how she'd consecutively barfed on the plane ride, and in her defense, no one mentioned taking a flight to Miami, not that they needed to, but her motion sickness has always been top-notch.

She hummed a reply and nodded, too weary to do anything else. When they arrived at the door, David slipped a key card and pushed, revealing a large room with heavy lighting.

She stepped in first, going further to give the interiors a better look. It was a luxury sedan with expensive-looking items accompanied by a great view of the ocean and although she would've preferred something a little more serene and private, David loved the sight of a public.

She took a tour to the other end of the room and marveled at the sight of the ocean through the glass windows. It was breathtaking. The sun reflected on the deep blue waters, bestowing upon it shimmering sparkles that looked like diamonds.

She had never been this far away from home before and the thought of visiting a place like this only existed in her dreams but seeing it up close sparked feelings she couldn't explain and the sooner she realized getting married to an Argent was going to change her life, the better.

After a brief phone call, David unbuttoned three buttons of his shirt before ripping it over his head and leaving it to fall to the floor as he walked to hover behind his wife.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" He murmured, feeling a tightening in his body as nuzzled into her neck and basked in the rosy scent of her hair.

"It is. I love it" she said, sighing heavily at the feeling of his palms slowly sliding down the length of her arms and going back up in the form of a caress.

"Well, I'm glad you do" he mumbled, swiping his tongue over her delicate skin and that sensation caused a shiver of anticipation to shoot through his body as he thought of the other things his tongue was going to be licking that night.

Dawn bit her lip, her breathing became fast and hard as she tried to focus on other things like the ocean or the beautiful view of the city but it all led back to the heat growing between her legs and to make her sexual frustration all worse, David spoke, the next words leaving his mouth making her legs turn wobbly in an instant.

"Join me in bed" he whispered, releasing his fingers and trailing them over her hourglass figure.

Dawn gulped, her heart pounding against her chest. "Permit me to clean up first"

His lips captured her earlobe and he trailed his tongue over it, tugging her body closer so she felt his growing erection. "Let me feel your skin tonight, wear nothing underneath" his voice was gingerly, and dominating - it shouldn't have been hot, but it was.

Slowly, she released herself from his grip and pecked the corner of his lips before disappearing into the bathroom where she stood against her reflection and breathed out a relieving sigh.

Mother had lectured her about her duties as a wife, especially on a night as important as this. She was told to be submissive and open to all types of adventures, nothing was ever certain on nights like this and she could only pray for David's ultimate satisfaction because unlike his previous flings who had first-class in sex education, she was a rookie and inexperienced when it came to pleasuring a man.

She stripped bare from her wedding dress, freed her hair from the multiple bobby pins, and took a light shower before stepping out to put on one of the outrageous velvet lace robe her best friend, Becky had placed in her luggage as a parting gift.

After finding her way around the robe and redoing her hair into a lazy updo, she stole a last glance at herself before exiting the bathroom. When she returned, she met David standing by the window and watching the nightlife of the city in nothing but his boxer briefs.

He was gorgeous from the broadness of his shoulder to the deep V that curved over his hip and led to the mystery she was yet to unfold. His body was toned to perfection, the type that belonged on the front of a magazine instead of hidden beneath a shirt while he ran his company.

For a brief moment, she fidgeted, wondering if this was a good idea. She was scared, scared that he might not like what he saw, scared that she might not be enough. All her life she hadn't been with any man, she didn't know the dos and don'ts and she was scared of flopping.

She'd taken a retreating step backward, about to bail back into the bathroom and lock herself In there until the next sunrise but the moment his neck tilted sideways and his grey eyes met hers, all the doubt that had built up inside her crushed beneath her feet and faded away like they never existed.

David smiled. He held out his palm for her to take and Dawn walked over. She was sheepish, he could tell by the way she played with her fingers - he loved it, he loved how sexy and adorable she could be at the same time.

"You look beautiful" he mumbled, holding her against his body and almost moaning at the feeling of her breast grazing his bare chest.

"You tell me that all the time David" Dawn whispered, her voice a little trembly. She'd tried to distract herself from the raging heat building between her legs but it proved difficult and now that his hands were firm around her waist, she couldn't help but shiver.

"Well, today is different. When I say you are beautiful- " he brought his fingers to tilt her face up and she looked straight into his winter grey eyes, feeding on his sincerity "- I mean inside out"

His lips brushed hers, softly, delicately, like butterfly wings, like soft rain on a summer evening, long enough that he could inhale her breath, feel the warmth of her skin, and feed on the exotic scent that made his insides tingle.

"Open for me Dawn" he demanded softly, coaxing her lips open and she gave in, welcoming his invasion and moaning with pleasure as his tongue swept in and explored her warmth like a quick electric pulse. He nibbled and licked, kissing her like no man had ever kissed her. Soft, moist, hot, and breathy.

Dawn moaned into his mouth. This wasn't the first time they'd shared a kiss but it was certainly different and maybe it was because she never really understood the power of desire until this very moment.

"You taste divine" he gave out, a low growl erupting from his chest. "I just can't get enough" he spoke breathlessly, his hunger becoming harder to control and the hard budge forming in his boxers was all the confirmation Dawn needed.

She was twenty - four years old, old enough to have touched a man before. She knew what his hardness meant. She'd just never expected it to feel quite so hot and exciting. Her hands trailed down his chest, more determined, more curious about the heat that laid await. She wanted to feel his fullness and taking a bold step, she reached for the fringe of his briefs but David held her hand, a slight grunt escaping him as he felt her fingers brush against his very very needy bulge.

"No, love" he released his grip on her waist, his eyes wrapped in a haze of desire as he led her towards the bed and guided her body down until it caressed the mattress. "Tonight is all about you-" he leaned his body over her. "-I want to please so bad that you'd think only of me and when you do, your cores will ache for me, your body will scream for me and your heart will beat for me"

He kissed down her neck, his hand searching for the only thin rope that locked him away from her nakedness and once he found it, he tugged on the rope, his eyes turning a shade darker as it fell off, revealing a whole new layer of sexiness that had him staring for more than a minute.

Her eyes, her lips, her curves, thick thighs, full breast - his shorts had become uncomfortably tight and it ached against the fabric but he couldn't do anything about it.

Today was about her, today was about his wife, she wasn't going to be treated like one of his nightstands no, a body like this deserved to be idolized, she deserved care and pure pleasure, she deserved to be kissed a thousand times.

Dawn lolled her head back as his lips traveled down the column of her throat. He kissed her shoulders, her chest, and then -

"David!" She found herself gasping, an unidentified sensation burning through her body as his mouth latched onto her nipple.

Oh, God.

She arched her back, jerking and moaning as he licked, sucked, and bit, torturing her slowly.

"Fucking gorgeous" he rasped, his voice vibrating against her sensitive nipple as he rolled the tip of his tongue over it.

Dawn felt her stomach clench. Her hands explored his body, looking for the right spot to clutch and squeeze as his tongue did, even more, ruin to her senses.

She felt his arousal press up against her and without the slightest incline on what to do, she placed her hand in between them and held it. He was huge, nothing like she'd ever felt before. She held it firm, thrilled. And slowly, she started moving her hand up and down.

David groaned and cursed, almost reluctantly stopping the assault on her breast. "Dawn- " He choked, a feverish desire automatically consuming him but he managed to control himself, not giving in to the desire to make love to her right there and there.

He held her hand and stopped it from moving any faster. Had she continued any further, he feared that he wouldn't have lasted long and that was the last thing he wanted. He needed time to imprint on her, he needed time to own her, to worship her.

His eyes dropped to her thighs and his body followed. He kissed her breasts, kissed the outline of her rib, going lower and lower, and as his lips rested on the linings of her aching heat, Dawn found herself releasing a sharp breath.

"David..." She called anxiously, closing her legs lightly but he said nothing, rather, he grabbed her hips and jerked her closer so she was at the edge of the bed and he was flushed between her legs.

"Open your legs" he ordered, his voice ruff with lust.

Dawn blinked with surprise, the mere mention of those words sending a bolt of lust burning through her.

His gaze snapped upward. "Dawn. Open it for me" He came close, already smelling the feminine hygiene of her arousal that made his insides turn rock hard. "I want to show you pleasure like never before, Dawn, please let me" he'd never wanted anyone else desperately. No woman had ever made him beg, no woman had ever made him lust to a point that his senses gave out to elation.

Dawn sucked in a sharp breath. She had no time to feel self-conscious as his hands urged her legs apart, giving him more room to caress, more space to tickle her skin.

"Watch me make a meal out of you Dawn, watch me eat you" He moved up, kissing her knee and brushing his nose over her skin. At some point, she thought she might die from the waiting, and then, just when she was convinced that nothing could wind her even tighter than she was, he touched her.

He touched her where no one had ever touched her, where she didn't dare touch herself. He touched her so intimately, so tenderly that she had to bite her lip to keep from screaming his name and as his finger slid inside, she knew that at that moment she no longer belonged to herself. She was his.

Her body, her heart, her soul. It was his.

WITH THE CRISP OF DAYLIGHT MISt peeping into the room the next morning, Dawn awoke from her deep slumber and fluttered her eyelids open to the exquisitely furnished room.

Last night was incredible...

They hadn't made love or gone beyond skin-to-skin intimacy but the things he'd done with his hands, and his mouth... and his teeth... and his tongue - she thought it amazing, utterly remarkable, and beyond wonderful.

She stretched out and squeezed her eyes shut as she worked the sleep out of her muscles but her sudden movements around the bed only woke David. He moaned, his strong arms protectively wrapping around her waist and pulling her back against his smooth, toned chest.

"Good morning," he said quietly, trailing tender kisses down her neck and onto her bare shoulders.

Dawn smiled, ignoring the fact that his action made her nipples harden. "Morning," she said calmly, inching away and turning to stare right into his tired eyes and messy hair.

"Let's go back to sleep" he mumbled, pulling her so that her breasts touched his bare chest and his action sent a shiver down her spine, but she hid her reaction well, simply by ignoring it and focusing on other things like her growling stomach.

She brought her hand to push his bangs away from his glistering face. "I'm hungry. Let's go get breakfast first"

"I'd rather have you for breakfast" He bellowed, eager to devour her mouth as he leaned in for a kiss but she stopped him, her beautifully manicured fingers coming up to obstruct his lips.

"I have morning breath"

"Doesn't matter" he shrugged, leaning in for another attempt but she dodged with a chuckle "this isn't the movies. My breath stinks and so do yours "

He immediately pulled away and sniffed his breath, his gesture making her chuckle at his childishness.

"How about we have breakfast first?"

"Only if you shower with me"

She parted her lips to protest but closed them and just shook her head softly. "Fine"

***

FOR BREAKFAST, THEY VISITED A famous cafe at the resort and then decided to explore the city a little. For lunch, the tour guide had suggested a visit to La Ventana for the best Cuban sandwich which turned out to be Dawn's favorite dish.

Later that night, just as they had returned from dinner, Dawn changed into something light and decided to go for a quick swim at the private beach but David already clung to the sheets and was persistent about staying there.

"Come on, if we don't leave now it might get too dark out there" she nagged, pulling the sheets off his semi-naked body.

David groaned to himself "I'm not interested in swimming" he made his intentions clear and tossed the covers back on with a frustrating growl.

"Please" she pouted, tugging hard on his feet.

"We could always go tomorrow Dawn, I'm exhausted" he stated, his annoyed voice muffled by the pillow as he buried his face into it.

"No David, it has to be now and I won't stop until you get up and get dressed"

"Why don't you just go without me instead" he suggested, waving his hands dismissively.

"It's our honeymoon, David" she pointed out with a grimace.

"Honeymoon's are meant for sex, not needless wonder about"

"But you promised. You said we'd have fun"

"And I also said I'd get to fuck you all night but we're both not getting what we want"

"Just come with me already!" She bit off, releasing a huff of annoyance.

"You don't even know how to swim"

Her lip thinned in a show of irritation. "I'll learn"

"No" he concluded, not sparing her a second glance before burying his head on his pillow.

Dawn sighed exasperatedly and rubbed her face.

"Okay," she said. "how about this, if you accompany me to the beach, you can do whatever you want when we get back"

He poked his head up, brows jumping up with interest "anything?"

"Yes, anything" she narrowed her eyes into slits.

"I get to make love to you wherever I want?".

"Yes David"

"Counter?"

"Yes"

"Window?"

"Yes, David. Wherever you want"

"Handcuffs?"

"David!" She gasped.

"Guess it's no deal then" he fell back on the bed.

"Alright, fine! Stay here and sleep all you want while I go out there and drown or maybe get bitten by a shark, or worse"

"It's a private beach, you'll be safe"

"David!"

"For the love of!-" he aggressively flung off the sheets, about to lash out but the sight of her grim face (which was obviously a ruse but he still couldn't overlook it) made him sigh dramatically. "Fine but I'm only doing this because your yelling has prevented me from having any more sleep, you damn woman"

She chuckled "Get dressed already"

***

THE SOUND OF WAVES CRASHING against the shore and Seagulls screeching loudly welcomed Dawn to the beach. A warm breeze swirled around her, sending her hair in all different directions as she walked down the makeshift stairs to where the gritty sand had begun to wet her feet.

Wasting no time, she wandered further, continuing to embrace the water as it soaked below her abdomen.

The sight of the half-moon reflecting on the majestic deep blue sea was breathtaking and there was something about the humid sea air that made her wish she could live here forever but David didn't concur with that idea.

He had been to so many beaches that he'd lost the feel of it. He had sensitive toes and hated stepping on sand and in addition to that, the obnoxious smell of seaweed made him want to retch.

Dawn turned in his direction, watching as he laid comfortably on one of the beach chairs. "Aren't you going to join me?" She asked, hitting the surface of the water with the heel of her hand.

"I'll pass" he bellowed, shutting his eyes and turning away.

"But I can't swim you know, I might drown" she pointed out, wading through the water a few yards from the shores.

"Then stop playing around and let's go back inside, it's cold out here" he replied with eyes still closed.

"No" she moved even further away, daring him but he didn't flinch.

"David?"

"No Dawn"

"Come on, it's fun" she prodded.

"Still no"

He had expected her to nag a little more but she suddenly went silent and as much as it was relieving, he couldn't help but feel uneasy.

When the water didn't splash for more than two minutes, he curiously poked his head up, trying to search the water surface for her but she was nowhere in sight.

"Dawn?" He called out and waited a few seconds but no one responded.

He got up and slowly began to walk to the shore "Dawn if this is a joke you better quit it!" He yelled, opening his eyes wider as he searched for her but it was too dark to see anything but the waves.

"Come on Dawn!" He shouted again but when her head didn't suffice, he tossed off his shirt, cursed under his breath, and dived into the water with an astonishing force and speed.

"Dawn!" He exclaimed, fear prickling his skin as he swam deep into the waters, searching and searching until he caught a glimpse of her red bikini top.

Without hesitation, he reached for her and hauled her to the surface immediately.

"Why the hell did you go so deep, are you insane!" He scolded but seeing a smile form on her face made his worry-stricken face morph into that of confusion.

He creased his brows and clenched his jaw. "What's this supposed to mean?!"

Dawn giggled lightly, the sound of it making his skin irk. He let go. "Is this your idea of fun? I almost had a heart attack!"

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to get you in the water with me" she explained, her smile suddenly disappearing as she noticed his gritty teeth.

"Forget it" he swam away but she raced towards him and hugged him from behind.

"I'm sorry David" she held him tighter. "I only just wanted to have fun with you" she added, trying to make him feel better and it must have worked because he sighed and turned around.

"Don't ever pull a stunt this dumb ever again" He chided with a huff of irritation.

"I'm sorry. It'll never happen again" she assured, lowering her head.

"I'm not mad at you okay, just don't go around scaring me like that again" he gently lifted her chin for her beady eyes to meet his. If she didn't look all wet and adorable right now, he would've scolded her some more.

"I don't ever wanna lose you, Dawn" He leaned down, his lips against hers, brushing light, enough to send shivers through her nerves, shivers that made her whole body quiver. "I love you that much"

When he pressed his lips into hers, it felt different from any of the other times he'd kissed her - more passionate, almost desperate. It started slow and sensual but soon, it turned wild.

Dawn stopped thinking. The rush of sensation crawling against her body was maddening. He pulled her in, claiming her mouth again, hungry and intense and by the time she became aware of her hands, they had already buried into his hair.

"David..." She moaned, the word sinking into his mouth like a benediction.

David suddenly broke away, almost forgetting to breathe. "Let's go in, you'll freeze" he rasped, reaching out and taking her hand but she snatched it away.

"No David" she couldn't wait any longer, the thirst ate her alive, she wanted it now, and maybe losing her virginity on a beach wasn't what she had pictured, but at this point, it didn't matter.

David stared at her for a good ten seconds. He couldn't understand what the look in her eyes conveyed, but the moment she loosened the strap of her bikini and allowed her breast to bounce freely out of it, he comprehended her message perfectly.

"Make me yours, David" she bit her lip, desperation shimmering in her eyes. "Make love to me, here. Now"

A burst of pleasure shot through him at her words. So far, he'd managed to hold himself but hearing those words leave her lips made the last thread of sanity he had break free. Hunger crawled his insides. She was his and he was going to make her his.

"Get over here" he husked, holding her waist and picking her up as if made of air.

Dawn giggled. Her legs immediately wrapped around his waist, holding him firmly as he moved them out of the water and behind the huge rock.

David laid her down on the wet sand and climbed over her, pinning her down with his arms on each side of her.

"I love you so fucking much, Dawn" he took her face in his hand and kissed her, this time with all the feeling and emotion shooting through him.

He kissed her mouth, then her cheeks, then her neck, and he moved lower, exploring her body, from her shoulders to the tip of her breasts. He loved it, he loved the way her body conceded, the way her breast rubbed against his chest. He couldn't wait, he needed to go in and fill her, to show her just how much she ruined him. He needed to be inside.

Heat rose from Dawn's stomach to her chest and her heart definitely skipped a beat when she felt David pull away and reach for her legs.

He never took his eyes off her as he slowly slid her bikini briefs off and once they were tossed to a corner, he ran his hand through her sex, sticking his fingers inside of her and moving them in and out as he looked up into her glazed-over eyes.

"David..." She gasped, unwillingly bucking her hips as her body shuddered violently with shots of pleasure.

David pulled out his fingers. As much as he could get used to her begging, he wanted her to use her mouth for other things, like moaning his name and screaming for more.

In a swift moment, he discarded his briefs and moved up, settling his member against her.

"If you tell me to stop, we stop okay?" He assured, gently easing the tip of his member into her wet tightness.

Dawn gasped his name. She pressed her eyes closed, trying to fight back her awful cry and the urge to push him off.

If her mother was right about one thing, it was that it was going to hurt like hell.

David didn't move, he leaned forward, placing open-mouthed kisses on her skin as he waited for her to process the pain.

Dawn bit her lip to a point where it nearly drew blood, for a moment it hurt like hell, but then, it didn't.

"David?"

"Hmm..." He mumbled, sucking softly on her tender skin.

"I'm...ready"

David pulled away and looked down at her. Her eyes were dark and lusty, her breathing ragged and lips slightly apart. The sight - It was erotic exciting, empowering. She was beautiful.

He smiled, held her hips, and pressed deeper, burying himself into her hilt until there was nothing left separating them.

"David" she breathed, desperately clinging to his chest.

"That's it baby" he muttered, gyrating his hips into her. It had been so damned long - six months without sex, without touching her - it drove him crazy.

"Dawn... You're fucking going to ruin me" he muttered against her lips, unable to keep his pace slow.

He was fast and he was rough and she loved it. No man had ever made her feel this way. "Yes David" she moaned, squirming, "yes..."

David felt the knot in his stomach tighten almost painfully, "Dawn..." he breathed, his pupils dilating as he struggled to keep his gaze on her.

He gripped her hips tighter but not hard enough to hurt her and with his head thrown back, his muscles convulsed. He couldn't take anymore, she was killing him, the erotic sounds she made, the sound of their wet arousal. He just couldn't, his became uneven, he was losing control and with one final grunt, he plunged forward, shuddering and shaking as he emptied himself, coming harder ever before - claiming her finally and indelibly as his own.