'So, this is the time?' Bella tightened her arms around his neck.
"I don't mind. I feel the same way you do. To hell with your honeymoon plans! Why should we wait? We are married and love each other," she said confidently.
Tristan's smile softened. He placed her on the soft bed, his eyes never leaving her beautiful, blushing face. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he started unbuttoning her blouse from the second button; the lower the button opened, the more exposed her skin became.
He could never get enough of seeing her beautiful naked body like this, staring at her silently, satisfying his eyes.
The room grew more tense. Their breath becomes more tense. No one spoke; they only looked at each other as if conversing through their loving gaze.