A/N: So, I'm going to skip out on updating my other story "He Drives Me Insane" and just update this story again. Oh gosh, I feel so weird, this is going to be my first SMUT chapter! Ah, bear with me guys, I'm sooooo new at this! We will see by the end of this chappy if I chicken out or not! Oh well here goes nothing…

WARNING, LONG CHAPTER, BUT WORTH ALL THE READING!

Reminiscing

Sara's POV:

"I can't believe that you didn't buy the whipped cream Sara! It's like a tradition!" Stacy exclaimed, leaning on the wall.

"For the last time, I didn't plan on buying chocolate syrup either, but you two blondes forced me. I was just looking for some massage oils! Geez." I replied, shoving my purchases in my suitcase.

"Oh you know that you would've bought it! Don't act like we forced it on you Sara! You turned into a grouch fast!" Trish replied, re-applying her lipstick in the mirror.

"Yea, you got mean all of a sudden. Can someone say PMS?" Stacy giggled.

"Yea, it's not PMS, that was two weeks ago! I'm just not feeling too good right now. I haven't been feeling good for a few days now." I told them, as I lay down on the bed.

"Great. Well, I think I'm just going to sleep now, and get some rest. Thanks for going shopping with me guys." I said, hoping that Trish and Stacy would take a hint and leave. I love those two, but they can get annoying when you don't feel good.

"We'll see you later! Have fun tomorrow!" they both said as they walked out the door.

Finally, I had some time by myself. Just my luck, John and Randy will be back with Brianna in like 2 minutes. Oh well, better make the most of this while I can.

I reached over, and turned on the tiny hotel radio, and found a station playing "O" by Omarion. This should work to get me relaxed. While listening to that song, I started thinking about 2 years ago, when John and I got married. That night was an experience that I'll probably always remember!

Flashback, Sara's POV:

I seriously feel like I could puke! I'm so nervous…my stomach is in my throat! What if I'm no good at this whole "sex" thing? I know for a fact that John has experience in this department, but I have absolutely none. Ah, what if he gets my clothes off, and I totally freeze up? Wait, I know for a fact that I'm going to freeze up, John's going to regret marrying me. Why didn't my mom ever give me a "sex talk?" She knew that it was going to happen someday, gosh. Jenna tried to help me out, but she was too vague. Oh God, what if this really is going to hurt? I've seen stuff on Oprah about women who never have sex again after their first time, because it was too traumatic. What if I'm one of those girls? Hang on, those women had been raped, and John certainly isn't forcing me into this. He's been great. Wonderful, I can see the hotel. It's almost do or die time.

"Baby, you ok?" John asked me, with a concerned look on his face.

"Yea, I'm fine." I replied, lying through my teeth.

"Alright. You just look uptight." He replied, turning his attention back to the road. He had my left hand in his, and was absent-mindedly playing with the wedding ring on my finger. I took a deep breath as he pulled into the hotel and parked, and then slowly unbuckled my seat belt as John hopped out of the car. My hand went to open the door, but it didn't move from my lap. 'Great Sara, freeze up before you even get back to the room!'

John walked around the car, and opened the door for me, and I got out. I forced a smile at John, causing him to smile back.

"I love you Sara." John said, putting an arm around me.

"I love you too John." I replied.

While in the elevator, John had scooped me up in his arms, and then walked to the room carrying me.

"Now you know that I had to carry ya over the threshold or whatever they say!" he said, as he slid the key in.

"I know! It was expected baby!" I replied, kissing him. I had just started to get over my nerves in the elevator, but as John walked into the room and set me down on the bed, those darn nerves came back into the picture. John was in the process of closing the blinds, while I took my shoes off. John sat down on the bed next to me, and took off his shoes. He looked at me, and then pulled me to him, and began kissing me. Before I knew it, John was on top of me, in the process of taking of my shirt, since I had already pulled his off. I felt him rubbing on my breasts, which wasn't anything new since we had already done some serious make out sessions, but as he slowly went to rid me of my bra, I slid out from under him, and sat up.

"Babe, what's wrong?" John asked, sitting up.

"I've got to go to the bathroom." I replied, quickly getting up and going into the bathroom. I shut the door, and then sat down on the closed toilet seat, and buried my head in my hands. 'This is just great Sara. It's your wedding night, and your gorgeous husband is sitting on the bed waiting, while you sit in the bathroom trying to get a hold of yourself.' I flushed the toilet, even though I hadn't used it, and then turned the sink on and splashed some water on my face. I stood and stared at myself in the mirror, and then heard John knocking on the door.

"Sara, are you ok?" he asked.

"Yea." I replied as I opened the door and came face-to-face with him. I wrapped my arms around John, and then leaned up to kiss him. John's hands were wandering, and found their way to he button on my jeans. He un-buttoned them, and then pushed them down. My jeans fell to the floor, and I stepped out of them, as John lead me back towards the bed. I had unbuttoned John's shorts, and he was now only in his boxers, while I was in my bra and thong.

John carefully pulled me up to him, and undid the clasp of my bra, and pulled it off, tossing it on the floor. He kissed me again, and then took a minute just to look at me. I felt myself blushing as John stared at me.

"God Sara, you're beautiful." He remarked, as he began kissing me again. John started trailing kisses down my neck, and then reached my breasts. Chills went up an down my spine as he gently sucked and pulled on one of my nipples, causing both of them to grow hard. He finished with the one, and then paid the same attention to the other one.

A small moan escaped my mouth, and I arched my back a bit, loving the feeling that John was giving me. John stopped, and looked up with a grin on his face. He moved back towards my head, and kissed me again, while he slid my thong off of me. I was now fully naked, and started to get uncomfortable again. I could feel John growing harder by the second, (once again, not a new feeling. I had felt it through his jeans plenty of times before,) and knew that very soon I would no longer be a virgin. I tried to get back the feelings of pleasure that John had given me a minute before, but I lost all control as he began to take off his boxers.

I bit my lip, but couldn't stop the tears from flowing.

"John I can't do this." I whimpered, burying my head in his chest.

"Aw Sara, it'll be alright." John replied, trying to calm me down.

"No, it won't. I'm sorry, I just can't." I cried.

"It's ok baby. Just stop crying. We don't have to do this tonight. I don't want to force you to do anything you don't want to do." John told me, as he held me in his arms.

I was still crying a little, but had calmed down. "You're serious? I mean, it's our wedding night."

"Yea, I'm serious. I can wait until you're ready to do this. I ain't gonna lie, it's going to be hard for me, but I'll survive." John replied, as he stroked my hair. "We can just lay here. Calm yourself down."

I snuggled closer to John, and for a few minutes just cried while he held me and told me it was alright. Finally, ten minutes later, I had regained control of my emotions.

"You ok now?" John asked me as he sat up.

"Yea. I think I'm ok." I replied, looking up at him.

"I'm gonna take a quick shower, than we can just chill out and watch a movie or something." John said as he started to get up from the bed.

I nodded my head, but then grabbed his arm and pulled him back to me.

"What's up baby?" He asked, looking down at me.

"I don't want to watch a movie." I replied.

"Alright, we can go see the sights or something." John answered.

"No, I think I'm ready to do this." I quietly said staring John straight in the eye.

"You sure? Like I said, I don't want to force you." John replied sitting down next to me.

"I'm sure." I whispered, sitting up to kiss him. John broke the kiss and smiled, as he took off his boxers. I gasped when I saw how big he was, but then I got swept up in another kiss.

I felt John's hand massaging my leg, working its way up my thigh. I felt his hand brush over my feminine folds, and then went back to caressing my inner thigh. I'm sure that I looked like a deer caught in the headlights of a semi truck, but I didn't stop him. John stopped, and then looked into my eyes, giving me a reassuring gaze. He began kissing and sucking on my neck, and his hand started caressing again. John's hand moved back to my slit, which had become wet, and slowly he inserted a finger, and in smooth circular motions, began rubbing my clit.

The feelings that ran through my body were driving me crazy, and I couldn't help but let small moans and gasps escape my mouth. Soon, I was bucking my hips against his hand, as he inserted another finger.

"Oh God John." I gasped.

"Not that bad is it?" he replied, as he placed kisses on my stomach. "It'll only get better baby."

John passionately kissed me and then started to spread my legs, and position himself between them. I began to get scared again, and John must of realized it, because he looked at me, and gave me a reassuring smile.

"It's ok Sara. I will go really slow, we can take this at your pace. This is going to hurt at first, but I promise you that it will get better. Just let me know if you're really uncomfortable, and I'll stop, ok?"

"Ok." I whispered.

John slowly slid into me, but it didn't hurt. He stopped part way in, and muttered something about hitting my barrier, and this was the part that would hurt. I only nodded my head, and then bit my lip as he thrust himself fully into me. I hissed out in pain, and felt a tear fall roll down my cheek.

"Do you want me to stop?" John asked, looking at me with genuine care in his eyes.

"No. The pain is kind of going away. Is this all there is to sex?" I replied.

John chuckled a little bit, wiped the tear from my cheek, and then kissed me. "There is a lot more to sex than that baby!"

"Oh, alright." I replied, biting on his lower lip.

John began to slowly pump in and out of me, and finally all the pain was gone, or at least I didn't mind it as much. Seeing that I was ok, John had quickened his pace, and I was beginning to feel like I was floating. It was the best feeling I had felt in my life, my head was spinning, and it just felt great!

The noises coming out of my mouth were loud and animalistic, and I thought for sure that John was going to think I was possessed, but it didn't seem to faze him much. In fact, it just made him go faster and harder. I started moaning louder, and digging my nails into John's back, leaving scratch marks up and down his back. My breathing got ridged, and the sweat from John and I intermingled on my stomach.

"Oh John, Jooohnnn!" I yelled.

"I know…just let it go Sara." John replied, pounding into me.

I didn't really get what he said, but suddenly my whole body shuddered, and I let out a guttural scream, as a new feeling of euphoria rushed over me. 'So that's what an orgasm is,' I thought to myself.

"Oh God, I can't go much longer. You're driving me crazy girl." John rasped as he kissed me again. He began nipping at my breasts again as he pumped even harder, and then I felt him grow rigid, and then felt something shooting in me. John let all his body weight collapse on me, and we both lay there panting.

"John, that was an experience." I said quietly.

"Yea, I know. Damn girl, I've never shot my load that soon. It was all that moanin, back scratching, and tightness. It got to me." John replied, slowly pulling out and rolling off of me.

I felt emptiness deep inside of myself, I missed having John inside of me already.

"I'm glad that I waited until I was married to have sex. It felt so right, I don't know." I told John.

"I'm glad that you waited too. Damn baby." John answered.

"Was it really that good, I mean, I'm probably one of the least experienced girl's you've ever been with." I stated.

"Yea it was that good. Inexperience or experience, it was that damn good." John told me.

"Cool. I guess I won't be inexperienced soon." I replied, turning to face John.

"Trust me baby, you're going to be an old pro at this!" John said, grinning.

We both laughed a little bit, and then I crawled on top of John and straddled him. With a devilish grin, I ran my fingernails along his chest, watching him. I leaned down and kissed him, moving my hands to his short hair.

"You keep that up, and we'll be going at it again in like 1 minute." John said, as he broke the kiss.

"Well, that's kind of what I was going for Mr. Cena." I replied, as I started to nibble on his ear.

"Damn girl. One time, and I've turned you into a sex maniac! Alright, you're on, Mrs. Cena." John said, his smile getting bigger by the second.

"Mrs. Cena, I love the sound of that." I stated, as I looked at him.

"Yea, I love it too. Now get ready for round two baby!" John replied, as he flipped me over onto my back.

End Flashback:

John's POV:

Randy and I were finally done, and were at the hotel again. I slid the key into the door, and opened it to see Sara sleeping on the bed. That's a sight I love to see.

"I'm going to go back to my room now. Good luck tomorrow!" Randy said, as he went down the hall.

"Bye." I replied, as I shut the door. I took Bri out of her carrier, and placed her in her travel crib, and then took off my shirt, and jumped on the bed next to Sara. She didn't even budge when I jumped on the bed, must be use to it by now. I lay there and listened to the radio, thinking about everything that would be going down tomorrow. Oh man this was going to be fun.

A/N: Wheew, that was so hard for me to write. I hope I wrote that tastefully, I didn't exactly know what to write, cause I'm a virgin, but after I had read many other stories with love scenes, I was able to come up with my own idea! Please review, and let me know how I did! Peace out!