Disclaimer: I own nothing beside my crazy mind and my computer… and sometimes it's more them owning me…

Note: thank you Raee! I have no idea how you put up with me… but you do and I'm forever gratefull!

Note 2: be kind, this is my first time in this category :) but critics are accepted

I see her on our bed. She is fresh out of her shower, naked under the towel wrapped around her, her short dark hair still wet. I can smell the soap on her skin.

I lay down next to her, one of my legs between hers. I kiss her soft lips. But as she begins to deepen the kiss, I leave her mouth to set a trail of wet kisses down her jaw. Then her neck. To stop at the frontier her towel has set for me. I linger there. Nipping at the skin. Caressing her collarbones. Testing the towel, slipping the tips of my fingers beneath it. I hear her moan and I know she can feel the smile on my lips.

I graze my way back up to her mouth and kiss it passionately while my hands untie the knot of her towel. Just opening it so it still covers her body but leave me enough place to lay kisses down beside her breasts, caressing the sensitive skin there and going down to softly bite around her bellybutton.

My hands can't stay far from her chest and they slowly find their way up caressing her side and effectively uncovering her gorgeous body to my sight. I take a moment to watch her. And catch her eyes watching me back. Her eyes now dark from lust.

I bow down to nip playfully at her nipple and hear her groaning and whine even more. I must be doing something right, I think, smiling against her exquisite breast. I know she'd slap that grin off my face if she wasn't so lost in her feelings right now. And that makes me love her even more.

I take hold of her lips once more for a passionate deep kiss while one of my hands travels south. Once I've reached my destination, she can't help but break the kiss with a gasp.

She is so wet. I lock my eyes with hers and cast a devilish grin. And as her eyes are rolling back, I go down leaving wet kisses here and there until I settle between her thighs. She involuntarily bucks her hips and I hold her down. Not giving her what she needs right away but kissing her left knee, licking and biting my way to the source of the scent that is intoxicating me. But not yet. I give the same treatment to her right knee and thigh, still pinning her hips down on the mattress.

I hear her cry out when my lips make contact with her clit. Then I hear her breath my name as my fingers enter her and settle for a slow pace. Her hips are bucking and she can't restrain herself anymore. I unleashed her passion and I'm ready to suffer the consequences. I'll take whatever she'll give me. For she is mine and I am hers.

As I thrust my fingers faster and deeper within her, I find my way back to her lips and kiss her hungrily. I wish this could never end. But I know she is already at the edge. Waiting. Wanting.

"I am yours, Regina, I will never leave" I know she's been waiting for those words. As always. But it's only when I make these words a promise that she comes in my hand. Tight around my fingers. My name loud on her lips. Her body tenses up and for a minute I can swear she is glowing.

She has never been so beautiful than in that moment. Right now. Even in the wedding dress that has been abandoned earlier on the bedroom floor. This was our first time as a very official couple. As Miss and Miss Mills-Swan. And I can't help but wish all the nights to be like this one for the rest of our lives.