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(Although, I'm sure you won't)

She took slow steps towards him.

His eyes wandered over the beauty that she was. Her skin radiated next to the fire. Shivaay, for the first time in his life, felt stumped and speechless. He suddenly didn't know how to talk or move. He seemed to have lost his cognition when his lady stepped in. She twined her hands around his neck and leaned in. She remembered what he had said that afternoon. She wasn't going to kiss him either. She slowly grazed her toe on his as she moved further closer. Without breaking the eye contact, she slowly opened few of the buttons of his shirt. She left trail of kisses on his chest as he wrapped her in his arms. She moved closer to his face and kissed everywhere but his lips. She lingered her kiss as long as she could, just to give him some vicious torture. He groaned and whispered, "Enough!"

He slammed to her lips with his and kissed her hungrily. She had managed to unleash the beast in him. Annika stumbled a little at the fervor of the kiss. Without letting her go for a second, he lifted her up and placed her on the mattress padded rug near the fireplace. They kissed and the kiss screamed passion. They kissed until their universe spiraled and their vision blurred. His hands were all over her body and hers on his.

She didn't realize when she had discarded his shirt in the corner. Her hands went to his belt when Shivaay kissed her at the nape of her neck. She moaned loudly when he bit a little.

His hands moved fast and removed the clasp of her negligee and it cascaded down to her waist. Her femininity overpowered his senses.

Darn, she was beautiful.

His hands massaged and stroked her beautiful breasts as he continued kissing her. Annika was a moaning mess; she could hardly breathe when he savored her lavishly with his mouth. She could feel his desire build up with every passing second. She unzipped his pants to let it out. He was quick to discard them and she saw him in his full glory. Her hands found their ways to pleasure him as he pulled her dress down really fast, that she was sure it tore. After all, the material was too delicate to withstand her husband.

They were there in front of each other, as Adam and Eve were. The winter wind did not send chills into each other's body as their touches did. The fire wasn't hot enough next to the scorching passion. They pleasured each other in every which way they knew. They had each reached their pinnacles several times, one better than the other. But it wasn't suffice to satiate their hungers.

Shivaay kissed her long and hard one last time as he slid the rubber on. She maneuvered herself, ready for him.

And they finally met as husband and wife, in all true senses.