Thanks to all of the people who reviewed my last chapter, your reviews keep me going. I don't know how good the 'love scenes' are in this, so just tell me if they were, I've never wrote one before, and once again, I was having MAJOR writers block... but I can't seem to stop writing this. Update soon!

Much love,

Nika

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Walking across the soft sand of the beach, Sam felt his shoes almost sinking in the wet mix, but he didn't care, he just wanted to be with his beloved, and mend her troubles... whatever they were. He was quite nervous about being with Donna after all of these years. He didn't know if she would still physically like him or not.

'We got married so fast.' Sam thought silently.

The newlywed started up the solid limestone steps to the Villa. As he was walking along the various green trees and shrubs of the tropical island that enclosed loosely on the sides of the stairs, he saw something move promptly towards him.

The tall shadow pacing towards him rapidly, as he made out the details. A slender, tall woman with an orange, cream, and green dress hugging her hips. Five inch stilettos clicking on the hard surface, and a head of short, straight, black hair.

'Who else?' Sam thought. It was Tanya.

As he reached her in arms length he waved 'Hello'.

"Oh, hey!" Tanya slurred slightly tipsy, but not enough to be drunk. "You know your lady is waiting for you!" Tanya wiggled her eyebrows and started to walk away.

Sam flashed a slight smile. "Where, Tanya?" he said towards her back.

"Men can be so clueless," The Dynamo feigned disappointment. "Sam." she placed a hand on his shoulder and talked slowly. "This is your wedding night. She's waiting up in her bedroom... for you." Tonya removed her hand and started the semi-long trek towards the beach bar near the sea.

'Where is Pepper? I need a margarita. Too bad I can't make one myself.' the woman said to herself.

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Sam walked up the wooden staircase to Donna's bedroom. His stomach sinking in anticipation, his blood coursing through his veins, tiny beads of sweat cascading off of his forehead. He was just a nervous as Donna was on the other side of the door, the only thing that separated them from being in the same room once more.

He finally reached the door. Putting out his hand to turn the shining bronze doorknob. Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion.

The door opened.

Sam's jaw dropped as he saw a beautiful goddess sitting on a chair in the balcony. Her long, curly blonde hair perfectly twisted up in a messy bun, her facial features flawless, slightly tanned skin reflecting the glow of the bright moon, and wearing a striking jade green silk spaghetti strap nightgown that matched perfectly with the green irises of her sparkling eyes.

Sam could stay there forever looking at his gorgeous bride watching the bright stars, something she did to pass the time. She was perfect in every way and he had to show her that. He had just the way.

Sam crept up behind the blonde and lightly placed a hand on her right shoulder. Donna jumped and readied her mouth for a scream... but she never got to let it out.

Sam leaned over and placed his lips passionately over Donna's in a hungry kiss while Donna stood up from her seat and wrapped her arms around Sam's neck.

"I thought you'd never come." Donna whispered in-between light kisses.

They broke apart and looked into each others eyes. They always could read what the other one was thinking, even if it wasn't right away, they always had that connection. Sam picked up on Donna's nervousness.

"Are you sure?" Sam questioned. "I don't want to rush, and if you don't wan-"

Sam was cutoff by an amazing kiss by Donna that made him shiver. "I'm ready, sweetie. I'm ready." Donna whispered anxiously before kissing him once more, this time, more lightly.

'It's now or never. He's my husband, and I want to share this moment with him.' Donna thought.

Before kicking off his shoes, Sam gently walked Donna backwards towards the bed. His hands on her slim waistline, and her hands wrapped around his back. She sat down on the edge of the bed as Sam leaned down in front of her and slowly moved his hands up her smooth, slender thighs. Going farther and farther before Donna let out a small gasp among many feathery sweet kisses. Donna reached up, her edgy hands, fumbling with the buttons on Sam's shirt and then ripping it off. Sam brought Donna up, reaching over her arms and getting her nightgown off of her body. The couples hearts raced as Sam laid Donna down on the bed, climbing smoothly on top of her. Moving his kisses down towards her neck, Donna quickly got Sam's pants off, pushing her body up against him, and easily noticing his arousal. Within minutes, they had all of their clothes off. Sam moved down towards Donna's perfect breasts and sucked softly on one while caressing the other. Donna couldn't help but let out a moan as he teased her, kissing her stomach, waistline, and then moving back up to her lips. They were both much more relaxed now, just going with the flow.

"Are you ready?" Sam asked Donna thoughtfully. He didn't want to do anything she would regret, he cared about her too much.

"Mmm-hmm. More than ever. I love you." Donna replied sweetly.

"And I love you too, my love." Sam said, pulling her in for a kiss as she moaned, slightly light-headed.

He entered her gradually, and leisurely causing her to gasp and hold onto his arms. Moving his hips rhythmically and slowly in time, he soon sped up the pace. He then looked down to find Donna with her eyes closed, thrashing her head from side to side in ecstasy.

"Oh... God. Oh, God. Oh..." Donna whimpered as the passion became to much to handle. The temperature in the room was sweltering, their bodies dripping with perspiration, Donna's nails digging hard into Sam's back, and her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, making him drive more deeply into her.

They both never experienced such delight as they came to a halting climax simultaneously, screaming and moaning each others names. Tears sprang from Donna's eyes as Sam spilled out into her. He looked down to find her crying softly, tears running down her creamy soft skin.

"What's the matter?" Sam asked nervously as he wiped a tear off of Donna's cheek with his thumb. "Did I hurt you."

"No, no. Never. I just-," Donna paused. "I missed you so much, and I don't want you to ever leave me again." she cried as he hugged her.

Sam looked deep into her shiny eyes and kissed her tears away. "I'm so sorry, baby. I missed you too, and I'm never going to leave you, okay?" Donna nodded and kissed him passionately on the lips.

The couple lie there for the longest amount of time under the covers whispering sweet nothings into each others ears, right before they drifted off into the contented bliss of sleep. Donna's back snuggled warmly into her husband's chest, and Sam's arms wrapped around his wife's lovely waist.

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The sunlight shone brightly on the island of Kalokairi. The orange and yellow beam of light refracting hues of orange, red, pink, and yellow onto the clear waters of the sea, and into the multiple windows of the Villa.

The bright light calmly awoke Donna from her slumber, easily becoming adjusted to the morning, as she was always a morning person. She looked out of the window and thought that the previous night was just a magical dream and nothing more.

'I didn't get married. I didn't sleep with the love of my life. Nope. Not true.' Donna tried to prepare herself as calmly as possible for the disappointment she thought she was about to face.

Turning over quite quickly, a huge smile came to her face as she saw Sam's sleeping figure laying on their bed. It was a splendid reality, and she was ecstatic. Propping her head up with her arm, Donna lay there looking at her husband, his hard-rock abs, muscular chest moving up and down with each breath, and his strong arms.

She shivered involuntarily with passion. 'He's such a babe!' Donna thought as she giggled.

Sam awoke to the feeling that a certain angel was watching over him. He opened his eyes. It was true... his angel was looking over him.

"Were you watching me sleep, Mrs. Carmichael?" Sam teased.

Donna giggled. "Mrs. Carmichael," Donna said. "It's gonna be weird with everybody calling me that now," she leaned over to kiss him.

"You still taste good in the morning," Sam said in-between kisses "That's quite a bonus."

Donna smiled. "You taste good yourself." she got up and straddled Sam's hips, leaning down to kiss him passionately.

The tip of his tongue teasingly tickling Donna's lips, until she parted her mouth, letting their tongues intertwine in love. Donna leant back and touched his arousal, causing him to groan slightly.

"Darling, I need you." Sam gasped. "I'm right here. Just for you, sweetie." Donna whispered seductively. They were definitely more comfortable in their bodies than they were last night. They were married, and even though it was forever, they had no time to waste.

Sam held onto Donna's hips as he slid her down to where he wanted her to be. Donna eased onto him and moved her hips with Sam while leaning down to kiss him, silencing most of his deep moans and gasps. Feeling that warm sensation that she was so familiar to, Donna threw her head back and moaned.

"Baby! I'm... I'm there! I can't hold on anymore!" she moaned loudly. Sam then let himself go, pulling her down and kissing her. Donna buried her head into the crease of his neck, and Sam hugged Donna tightly, but tenderly and lovingly.

"I love you, Mr. Carmichael." Donna finally whispered.

"I love you too, Mrs. Carmichael."

Donna giggled sweetly. "Mrs. Donna Carmichael" she whispered with a smile on her face before getting off of Sam and kissing his cheek.

Suddenly, the spent pair heard a hard knock on the door. Donna knew immediately who it was.

"Hey girlie, I told you I wasn't going to be passed out! Now get you're married and in-love butt out here... I want some dish, and I'm not leaving until I get it!" Tanya shouted through the door.

There was a pause. Donna sighed and put her hands up to her face in embarrassment while her and Sam laughed.

"Hey, my big boy, Sammy! Have a good night with my girl?" Tanya shouted again.

"Yes... Ta...nya!" Sam laughed.

"Cool. Don, get a shower and come downstairs, Rosie is here too, and I already got her dish!"

They heard the loud clacking of stilettos down the hall, until there was only silence.

"Well you better go give The Dynamo, 'the dish'." Sam said emphasizing 'the dish' in air quotes while giggling.

"Shut up, Carmichael!" Donna playfully slapped Sam on his upper arm. "I'm gonna get a shower, care to join me?"

"How could I refuse those eyes?" Sam said sweetly.

Donna took his hand and pulled him into the bathroom.

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A half-hour later, they got out of the shower and dried each other off. It took them about 25 minutes to do something as simple as getting dressed. They couldn't keep their hands off of each other.

Donna put on a simple strapless, pale blue shirt that came up to her upper thighs, and a pair of khaki capris, with her dark blue flats.

She walked out of the room without Sam, he said he needed to make some calls to his assistant in New York, and he said she couldn't hear about it.

'Surprise, maybe.' Donna smiled at the thought of it.

Donna walked down the stairs to find Tanya and a very disheveled looking Rosie sipping cups of tea at the table. Donna happily rolled her eyes and walked towards the refrigerator to find something to eat.

"Stop!" Two woman yelled. Donna stopped in her tracks, the room was engulfed in silence. "Hammer time!" Tanya yelled as Donna and Rosie started to laugh insanely.

Donna wearing a happy grin took Rosie's cup of tea and took a sip before grabbing herself a seat and sitting down with her friends.

"You know what we want, Don," Rosie said as Tanya leaned in. "The dish." Tanya said matter-of-factly.

Donna sighed.