(Your POV)

David, my husband (we had just been married the day before), ran his hands down my sides and laid a light kiss on my neck. The day before, we had been too tired from the wedding to have our 'night' so we had agreed tonight would be it.

I hadn't thought he would be trying to seduce me into bed. I thought it would be the other way around! But, no, he literally, seducing me before my very eyes. And, there was no way I was going to say no. His hands moved further down my sides to rest on my hips and squeeze lightly. I tilted my head back and closed my eyes.

His lips trailed down my neck and even onto my shoulder as he began to slowly unzip my dress. I shivered from his ministrations and from the cold air which hit my skin as the zipper slipped down. The dress cascaded to the floor without a sound and I violently shivered from the cold.

A moment later, I was being laid on my back on our bed with him moving silently above me. Something in me snapped when I saw him crouching above me with his eyes blacker than night with lust. But, there was still love there. I could see it clearly.

His eyes reviewed my rather scantily clad body and he smirked. I blushed. Like lightening his hands moved to behind my back and unclipped my bra. I knew well I wasn't his first. But, he had sworn, I would be his last. That was enough for me.

He threw to bra over into a corner and looked shamelessly down at my bare chest. I almost moved to cover them. Seeming to anticipate my move he pinned my wrists to the bed and whispered seductively in my ear,

"You look gorgeous." Then, he licked the skin beneath my ear and nipped there a little. His tongue and teeth were quite capable and soon I was whispering and moaning his name. It seemed to drive him on because his licks grew longer and his bite deeper. I swore once he drew blood.

He moved down to my breasts and gave them the same attention he had given my neck. By now, he had released my wrists and my hands tangled themselves in his hair. His name fell in gasps and moans from my mouth.

He was about to move down my stomach towards my nether regions when I realized he was still completely dressed. I began to fumble with his shirt and when both of us realized it was a futile attempt he sat up and pealed it off.

My eyes ran over his beautiful chest and I nearly gawked. He was thin but didn't lack for anything because of it. Soon my eyes drifted downward past his belt buckle but they snapped back to his face. I could see him and it was freaking me out. He seemed to just smile. The almost completely dark room didn't allow for much seeing.

I just closed my eyes as he moved lower and removed my undergarments. I heard his hit the floor as well, and I almost shook in fear. His hands leisurely moved over my upper thighs and soon I was twisting about in need of something I couldn't quite identify. He moved upward a little and I soon felt something against my thigh. Something hard as rock and huge or at least it seemed to my very virgin mind.

My heart jumped in fear and jumped even more as his hand moved closer to that special place between my legs. He kissed and licked at my neck before whispering,

"I'll be gentle, Love. I promise." His voice was very husky and momentarily it made me forget about my nervousness. Then, it came all back when he gently inserted one finger inside me. It didn't hurt so much as burn!

I flinched but once his sweet mouth connected with mine, I almost forgot about the burning sensation. Our mouths molded and fire spread from my mouth and from the place between my legs. Mostly from the latter.

I didn't care that it stung a little more when he replaced one finger with two. In fact, I gladly welcomed it! I wanted more of something I wasn't quite sure of. Slowly, I began to notice a knot rising in my stomach. With the knot came great pleasure and my moaning increased in volume. I guess David felt it to because he removed his fingers and positioned himself between my legs.

His eyes connected with mine and asked a silent question as he moved his hips so that should I answer in the affirmative it would only take one thrust of his hips to end my days as a virgin. I nodded my approval.

He thrust hard and fast, plunging to the hilt in one movement. This time, I didn't scream his name in pleasure but in pain! I had heard it hurt but not this much! It felt like I was being split open! His mouth collided with mine and I responded as well as I could though the haze of red pain. But, quickly, the pain faded and was replaced with a burning need for movement. I bucked my hips a little as an encouragement.

Soon, he set a rhyme of slow, smooth movements. Moments later I felt the knot returning to my belly but this time much greater and more powerful. I was screaming his name as I reached my high. He had been almost silent through the whole duration but as he hit his high a moment after I did, I heard him roar my name.

As we lay gasping for air once it was all through, I looked over at him and smiled. He smiled back. Both our chests were heaving. I wanted to get up and take a shower but I felt too exhausted. Gently, he tucked me against his chest, neither of us caring we were naked. A moment later we were sound asleep in each other's arms, perfectly content with the consummation of our marriage and knowing full well there would be many more nights as such.

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Author's Note:

Dear Readers,

This is my first EVER "scene". I trust you all enjoyed it. I may or may not write more. They are a little, um, interesting to write. :)

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