Chapter 284 Dreams Come True

Chapter 284 Dreams Come True

Cynthia looked up curiously, "What gift?"

"I'll take you to see it." Augustus stood up first, and without waiting for Cynthia to get up, he bent down and lifted her into his arms.

"I'll carry you."

The sea breeze tousled Augustus's hair. Cynthia obediently let him hold her as they got in the car and drove all the way to his apartment building.

Augustus had specifically found this place near her school so he could live closer to Cynthia.

Coming back in, the place had completely changed.

Various wedding dress materials, pearls, and diamonds of all sizes, luxurious crystal accessories filled every corner of the room.

It didn't look like someone's home anymore, but more like a small design studio.

Just as Cynthia was wondering what was going on, Augustus wheeled out a mannequin with proportions exactly matching Cynthia's body from the bedroom.

The mannequin wore a wedding dress so beautiful it left Cynthia frozen in place.

During this time, she had seen countless designers' works, but none had given her such a powerful impact as this one.

This wedding dress was so beautiful that it seemed to have woven moonlight and clouds into the skirt.

The upper body featured boning structure and a V-neck design, cleanly creating more perfect lines, paired with high-quality satin and delicate French lace, understated yet rich in texture.

The overall design was clean and flowing—exactly the wedding dress from Cynthia's dreams, gentle yet powerful.

"Whose work is this?"

Cynthia had to meet this designer! Their tastes were almost identical!

"I designed it."

Augustus sounded a bit nervous as he explained, "I don't know wedding dress design, but I wanted to try, so I urgently studied a lot and then started making it. I don't know if you like it. If..."

Before Augustus could finish, Cynthia eagerly looked up, her eyes sparkling, "I love it! Can I try it on?"

The nervousness in Augustus's heart instantly disappeared.

"Sure."

He took the dress off the mannequin and personally handed it to Cynthia.

Cynthia went to the bedroom to try on the wedding dress. Because she loved it so much, her mind was completely on the dress, and she forgot that she couldn't put on such a big dress by herself...

Cynthia stood in front of the mirror, at a loss.

There was a knock on the door, and Augustus's voice came from outside, "Need help?"

Cynthia hesitated for a moment, but thinking that they were getting married anyway, she and Augustus could become more intimate.

"Come in."

Augustus pushed the door open and immediately saw Cynthia's smooth, delicate back and her perky bottom.

His hand gripping the doorknob stiffened slightly.

"I can't reach the zipper on my back."

Cynthia said, "Come help me."

Augustus walked over, his slightly cool fingers touching Cynthia's warm back. Cynthia couldn't help but let out a soft moan from her lips.

Augustus's breathing grew heavier, but he still tried hard to suppress the heat inside and helped Cynthia put on the wedding dress.

Cynthia slowly turned around. Without fancy lighting, without perfect makeup and styling, she was already indescribably beautiful. This quiet yet incredibly striking beauty could only belong to Cynthia.

Augustus held his breath, afraid of accidentally disturbing this beauty.

His beloved woman, wearing the wedding dress he personally designed, looked as if she were wrapped in moonlight, purely and movingly beautiful. Augustus would remember this moment for the rest of his life.

"Does it look good?"

Cynthia held up her skirt and twirled in front of Augustus.

"Beautiful."

Augustus spoke, slowly moving closer to Cynthia, gently wrapping his arm around her waist and lowering his head to kiss her lips.

His movements were as gentle as touching a feather, carrying careful cherishing and joy.

The surroundings were so quiet that only their breathing remained, along with Augustus's restless chest.

His kisses became more and more dominant, more and more out of control, his tongue stirring in her mouth as if to claim every inch of territory.

"Cynthia, can I?"

He was breathing hard, his ears turning red, but he still tried hard to control his heat and asked about her feelings first.

Cynthia also felt hot at this moment.

She reached out and wrapped her arms around Augustus's neck, stood on her tiptoes, and kissed him again.

Augustus's body stiffened. He felt Cynthia's body, burning hot, pressed tightly against his chest.

While kissing, Augustus reached out to unzip her dress again. The wedding dress fell to the floor, revealing Cynthia's snow-white skin and her stunning figure.

Augustus's Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

Cynthia had a great body, with a slender, tight waist. His palm slowly moved down, touching Cynthia's soft, round bottom.

He couldn't help but move his hand to her proud, full breasts.

Cynthia's body was sensitive, and she couldn't help but moan softly.

"Did I hurt you?"

Augustus asked nervously.

"No." Cynthia closed her eyes in pleasure, "You're very gentle."

Cynthia couldn't help but laugh softly. "I thought you'd be very experienced at this, but why are you as nervous as I?"

Augustus lowered his head, his nose touching her hair, his voice low and husky, "Because today you're so beautiful I can't think."

Cynthia's heartbeat went out of control. She lifted her leg and straddled Augustus's body. Augustus supported her, holding Cynthia steadily on his own.

Cynthia's spread legs—her most secret, deepest place—pressed right against his erect penis.

Cynthia was placed on the soft bed.

The lighting was dim. Cynthia's heart raced, and the world around her instantly became blurred, leaving only his warmth, his breath, and his burning skin.

This was Cynthia's first time making love. Although she had prepared herself, when she actually felt Augustus's penis entering her body, she was still so nervous her mind went blank, and her breathing became completely chaotic.

Augustus felt Cynthia's tense body beneath him. He lifted his hand to brush away the stray hair by her cheek and gently guided her, "Don't be nervous, we'll take it slow."

His movements were gentle, his rhythm slow as he gradually guided her body's response. Until she completely melted in his arms, her fingers clutching his arm, each touch like flames, each second becoming more and more intimate, more and more uninhibited.

Augustus greedily enjoyed this night. Cynthia's body was like a pool of water, completely melting in his arms.

"Cynthia, you're mine, tonight, from now on, forever."