Cameron

I never thought this day would happen for us, but here we are creating a sin on her childhood, worn down Bratz towel.

My hands run through her hair as she continues to kiss my neck, and honestly nothing feels better. I'm the happiest I've ever been as I feel the coolness of the metal from the new ring on her finger slide down my back, a rush of energy seeming to jolt through me at once.

She's mine.

Forever.

And I'll make sure I never take what we have together for granted again.

"You know how much I love you?" I mutter into her neck and place a gentle kiss right down her collarbone, smiling when I see her breathing quicken. "Or how you've officially made me the happiest man in the entire world?"

"Cam." She warns, and I feel her body already squirm with anticipation beneath me.

"Hm? Am I saying something wrong, Mrs. Holden?"

Her laugh is music to my ears before she grabs my face and brings my lips to hers. I love how familiar it is. I love knowing just how to drive her crazy. When I gently bite onto her lower lip, or if I suck on her tongue a certain way. I know this girl like the back of my hand, and I don't know why I was ever stupid enough to let her go to begin with.

I never should have ended things with her over that stupid video. I should have been honest with her from the beginning. Although things worked out the way they were supposed to, I can't help but dwell on all of that missing time in-between. How much time we wasted trying to get it right.

"I want to marry you soon." I pull away from the kiss to scan her eyes. I can't fully make out her expression from how dark it is, but I faintly see a smile tug at the corners of her lips.

"How soon?" She asks.

"Let's put it this way..." I laugh. "If you wanted to get married in Vegas right now, the private plane would already be booked to take us there. I know you've always dreamed of getting married at that venue that has superstition mountain right in the background though, so that's the only reason why we haven't left yet."

"You remember that? Cam, that was like, years ago."

I remember it all. Even when I was such a dick to her all of those years in high school, I still found myself paying attention to everything she was interested in. I still wanted to know everything about her, even if I didn't realize it at the time. I'm realizing it now, and that's all that matters. She's going to be my wife.

"I know you better than anyone, Maddie, and I'm going to give you the wedding of your dreams. I just beg you to please make it sooner than later. I need to be able to officially call you my wife."

"Well, how soon are you wanting it?"

"Before you leave." I immediately reply, and the mood between us seems to shift. Maddie's body stiffens, and after about thirty seconds or so I hear her start to sniffle. "Oh, Mads. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry."

Sitting up, I pull her into my lap and let her bury her head into my shoulder. I probably shouldn't have brought up the fact that she's leaving in a month, but we have to face the reality of it at some point. It's going to happen whether I want it to or not, but the difference this time is that we're going to make it. I'm not going to let the distance come between us ever again.

"I-I'm sorry." She tries to laugh through her tears. "I shouldn't be crying. This is supposed to be a happy day, and it is, but for a moment there I forgot I had to leave."

"We're going to be okay." I reassure her. "I promise you, Maddie. I'm not going to let anything happen to us again, alright? We're going to make it."

In seconds her lips are on mine again, so forceful and filled with passion that I stumble backwards and land onto my elbows to support myself. With one hand I tug her more on top of me, her thighs straddling my waist.

"Before I leave." She repeats, and my heart practically bursts out of my chest. "I want to be your wife more than anything, Cameron Holden, and if you think we can plan this wedding in less than a month then that's exactly what we'll do. I'm so tired of drawing this out between us any longer than it's needed. We belong together, and everyone knows it."

There's nothing I can reply to that. I'm too happy to say a damn word. Instead I kiss her again and laugh when she tugs at my belt buckle.

The beach is romantic as hell, but not for having sex. I mean, I've never exactly had sex on the beach before until now, but it's already messy and we haven't even started. I can feel sand already in my hair, underneath my fingernails, on my clothes... It's uncomfortable to say the least, but Maddie makes it worth it.

The feel of her silky skin pulls me away from the grainy texture of the sand, and in seconds I forget that we're even on a beach to begin with. She pulls her dress up to her waist and slides onto me easily, gripping onto my shoulders to support herself. The feeling is too damn overwhelming, and I don't know if that's because I know she's going to be my wife, but it's something else.

"Oh, shit." I groan and lay down onto my back, her hands moving to my chest. The sand doesn't matter anymore. It can go wherever the hell it wants.

She rides me passionately, moaning as loud as she pleases since the waves overpower them by a long shot. Watching her take control is always intoxicating. It's breathtaking the way she throws her head back, her hips rolling in perfect synchrony with mine.

"God, you're so sexy." She pants as she rips open my dress shirt, one of the buttons popping off completely. I watch with lust as her hands drag down my chest. "I can't believe you're going to be my husband."

Oh, fuck.

My climax threatens to escape, but I forcefully grip onto her hips to stop her. "Wait." I beg. "Please. I don't want to finish yet."

She's too dangerous for me, and if I want this to last longer then I'm going to have to take control. In one swift motion, I flip her onto her back, never coming out of her before I begin to move again.

Normally I'd please her with my tongue, but not on the beach with this sand. That's probably not the best idea.

"Yes, Cam, just like that." She pleads, and my god I'm going to come anyway. Even when I'm in control it's no use with her. This is one of the best days of my life. There's no way in hell I'm going to be able to control myself like I normally do.

"Fuck." I say through gritted teeth, shutting my eyes tight to try and hold it back. I want to get her to orgasm first before I do, so I try to think of anything that will stop me from exploding into her completely. "Baby, please come. I'm so close."

"Just don't stop. Please don't stop."

I think of everything I can think of to try and distract myself from it. War, poverty, my grandma, you name it, but it's no fucking use. I still inside of her and let out a few curse words before I pull out and roll off of her onto my back, breathing heavily to try and recover. "I'm so sorry." I immediately tell her. "I promise as soon as we get to our air b&b and shower that I'll pay you back in more ways than one. You were wet as hell tonight."

"I wonder why..." She giggles and turns her head to watch me begin to put my clothes back on. "That's what happens when you decide to make me your wife."

Pulling her up beside me, she straightens out her dress as I fasten my belt buckle back into place, the sun just starting to rise over the water. It's almost like a complete dream, one that I fear I'll wake up from at any given second.

Leaning down to kiss her forehead I say, "Let's go and get some sleep. We'll need the rest since we have a wedding to plan when we wake up."

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