Marissa awoke to find her nose inches from Bianca's. She smiled remembering the passion that had shone from those dark eyes last night; the eyes which were now closed as her lover slept. Marissa didn't want to wake her; she just wanted to savour the moment and the memories. Two years ago, this very bed was where they first made love… the night had been soured somewhat with JR's cruel invasion of their privacy but right now Marissa could only think of that night in terms of their love.

…

Bianca had stepped into the room wearing an expression of delight and trepidation. Marissa knew that despite all her words, Bianca still carried the fear from her past experiences. It was almost as if she was waiting for Marissa to change her mind and run away or disappoint her somehow. On the contrary Marissa had never been surer of her heart than in that moment and that night had been her chance to prove it. It was the moment to chase away any remaining doubts, hers or Bianca's… because in a way it had been a big step for both of them. Choosing to commit herself to a woman had been a scary proposition for Marissa at first… But in the end being with Bianca was the only thing that made sense, so why fight it?

It was Marissa who made the first move, but after that Bianca needed little encouragement.

Marissa grinned as she remembered the struggle they had to pull Bianca out of her leather boots, or how when they removed each other's shirts. Bianca had been slow and gentle; every movement tender and careful, she wasn't rushing, she was savouring the moment. She even laid the belt and shirt out neatly on the bed. In return Marissa had all but ripped the clothing from Bianca's shoulders, too keen to return to the kissing and touching and not wanting to slow down for second.

In the end their passion had carried them through most of the night and some of the morning… For Marissa it had been quite an education.

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Last night had been different, but they were both more confident in each other's company now and knew how to please. Last night had been a celebration of their life together. In a way it was another beginning… the beginning of their future. But it was also a continuation of their love… a love that had begun all those years ago.

…

Bianca moaned beside her and Marissa returned her attention to her waking fiancé. Bianca stretched and groaned and rolled away.

"'Morning." Marissa whispered as Bianca's focus finally settled on her.

"Good morning." sighed Bianca, her smile wide.

She then frowned when she noticed the distant expression in Marissa's eyes.

"What are you thinking about?" she asked.

Marissa bit her lip coyly,

"I was just reminiscing about our first night in this room. The nervousness… the newness of it all… how much I loved you and wanted to show you how I felt…"

Bianca smiled and sighed along with her, and then she laughed at a new memory.

"What's the joke?" Marissa asked

"Just remembering our first time... That point, quite early on, where you just kept gasping… oh my god… oh my god… oh my god… over and over for quite a long time. And I got worried because I thought I'd broken you!"

Marissa laughed.

"Well you kind of had." she said. She gave Bianca a sideways look. "You're very proud of that aren't you?"

Bianca grinned.

"It's not a reaction I'd ever had before. I've had it since..."

Bianca was clearly in a flirty mood

"It wasn't a reaction I'd ever had before either." said Marissa. "I think rallied admirably though."

Bianca pulled Marissa into her arms and kissed her.

"You were a very quick study."

"And did you enjoy our hen party last night?" Marissa asked seductively, walking her fingers up Bianca's arm and across her shoulder. "I know I did!"

"Maybe." Bianca mumbled as she looked away, suddenly seemingly not too bothered.

Marissa knew full well when she was being teased. She grabbed at Bianca's sides playfully and nuzzled her cheek.

"Was it not memorable enough?" she asked planting kisses on cheeks and lips and nose. "Should I maybe remind you what happened?"

Bianca laughed, trying to wriggle out of her ticklish grasp.

"I remember what happened!" she exclaimed still chuckling.

She grabbed at Marissa hands to try and stop the onslaught and gain some control of the situation but Marissa was having none of it.

"I still think you need a reminder." she said, tipping her head and kissing Bianca hard. Bianca moaned exquisitely and surrendered to the moment.

"Maybe we've got time for a little reminder..." she said simply, before giving in to Marissa's kisses.

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