Is this destiny?

Aiden's palms framed Sarah's face gently, like she is a delicate flower he is tasting tenderly with every move of his tongue, telling her about the depth of his emotions. 

It was a long deep kiss which made Sarah's mind spin while robbing her of her breath. 

She can't believe that even after all this time together, he has the power to make her feel like an inexperienced schoolgirl in the hands of a master.

When Aiden inched away, his devilish smirk was on at the sight of Sarah's flushed face and hazy eyes which struggled to hold focus. Yup, he still got it.

His tongue made small circles on her neck, and his hands cupped her behind. 

As per command, Sarah tilted her head, giving him a better access while holding onto his shoulders firmly. She smiled and closed her eyes, surrendering to his ministrations completely because she knows that Aiden will make her feel good.

Aiden gave her buttocks a gentle squeeze before lifting her up and placing her to sit on the kitchen island.

Sarah touched the cold surface of the quartz countertop with her palm and she was happy that she still has the bathrobe on her shoulders, covering her back all the way down to her knees, which is acting like a padding, otherwise she would scream from the icy-shock if she sat on the countertop without it.

A moan escaped her when he sucked her hardened nipple while his hands pushed the robe off from her shoulders. 

His palms moved over her back and he looked at her hungrily before grabbing her waist firmly with both hands and pushing her to sit deeper on the island. The robe allowed her to slide effortlessly over the smooth surface of the countertop.

Aiden's hands moved down Sarah's body until he reached below her knees, lifting her legs and holding them in place while his lips trailed kisses from her knees toward the cradle of her thighs, switching from one leg to another after every two-to-three kisses.

His every move was slow and gentle, and Sarah enjoyed it very much but at the same time she hoped that he will hurry up because she knew where this is going.

Sarah exhaled loudly when Aiden buried his face between her legs. He explored her with his tongue and held her legs spread widely right there on the kitchen island. He sucked and licked her juices diligently, not stopping until her cries dissolved into a sea of ecstatic shudders.

"Mrs. White… you are even more delicious than the first time I had you.", Aiden said with a smirk while licking his lips.

"Must be all the cake…", Sarah breathed a shaky laugh.

Aiden scooped Sarah in his arms and carried her upstairs, following the path of red rose petals which showed them the way toward the master bedroom.

The master bedroom has a massive bed with white roses arranged into a heart on top of the cover. The room is illuminated with countless candles and white roses are on the wall shelves, sofa, coffee table. 

Sarah didn't have much time to admire the flowers and romantic fairy lights which are dangling from the ceiling above the bed because Aiden was heading toward the bathroom without halting his steps.

In the shower, they washed each other from the cake in slow deliberate movements while exchanging hugs and kisses without a word.

Aiden's palms were slick from the shower gel when Sarah felt them glide over her thighs higher while moving toward her core.

"You are still sensitive…", Aiden murmured when she flinched at his touch. 

A moment later he pinned her against the wall, and the root of his palm applied pressure on her clit while two fingers slid inside her. 

And Aiden was right. She was still sensitive from him going down on her in the kitchen, and it took her only few minutes to touch the heaven again.

"Missus, don't tell me you are out of energy already…", Aiden asked with a pout when he felt that Sarah is limply leaning on him. 

Sarah panted. "I need a minute…"

Aiden used that minute to turn off the shower and wrap Sarah in a towel before carrying her to the bed.

He put her to sit on the edge of the bed and started pushing the white roses down. Few pushes later, he lost patience and flipped the cover, making the roses from the bed fall on the floor.

"I'm not sure if they have thorns.", Aiden explained. "And even if they don't, it does not look very comfortable."

Sarah took one rose and observed it. It's not fully bloomed, but it's not a bud either. It's… perfect. Even the slight sweet fragrance fits it's delicate appearance. 

How much Sarah knows, with love it's usually red roses, so she had to ask: "Why white roses?"

"Because we are White.", Aiden said matter-of-factly.

"I'm thinking of changing my last name.", Sarah said while admiring the rose in her hand.

Aiden smiled. "If that is your wish, I support it."

Sarah stood up and removed both of their towels before pushing him to sit on the bed. 

"I wish for everyone to know that I am yours…", she said while getting down on her knees.

By the way her palms moved on the insides of his thighs Aiden knew that she will go down on him. He has no objections. 

Two seconds later, he hissed in pleasure when the warmth of her mouth enveloped him. She is amazing.

After going down on her, and their steamy shower, Aiden was already turned on to the point of madness and it didn't take him long to shudder in his own release.

"This is not how I imagined it…", he mumbled while staring at the ceiling and fairy lights which are draped above them.

Sarah moved on the bed next to him. "How did you imagine it?"

He pulled her into his embrace and ran his fingers over her back. "Me carrying you to the bed and kissing you all over while undressing you slowly…"

"You carried me to the bed. Should I dress up, or can we move onto the 'kissing all over' part?"

Aiden chuckled. "I love you, Sarah White."

"Say that again.", Sarah demanded.

"I love you."

"The other part."

"Sarah White.", he whispered into her lips.

"I love the way those words roll off your tongue. It sounds like it's the way it's supposed to be."

He agreed. "The two of us together. It's the only way."

Aiden observed her almost-bashful expression and wondered what is on her mind. "What?"

"I've never did the naughty with a married man before.", Sarah said while suppressing her giggles.

Aiden can see that she is in a good mood and he will play along. There is no rush, the whole night is theirs and so are the rest of their lives.

"This is not just any married man. You are looking at your man.", Aiden said cheekily before cupping her breasts in his palms and giving them a squeeze. "Missus… your husband wants to dip his dipper in your honeypot. Is the access granted?"

Sarah blinked twice before dissolving into giggles. She could not believe that he remembered their talk from that morning.

She was still giggling when his lips landed on hers, morphing those giggles into moans while his hands caressed her body. 

"My honeypot is made for your dipper…", she whispered in his ear.

Sarah felt the familiar pressure at the cradle of her thighs, and a second later, his length filled her up perfectly.

"I missed you…", Sarah breathed when he pushed all the way in.

"I missed you more…", Aiden responded with a whisper while his shaky fingers ran over her forehead. His lips landed on hers and his hips moved, thrusting again and again and again.

Both of them relished the day and spending the time with their friends and family, but they enjoy the most when it's just the two of them.

Sarah and Aiden adore each other while engrossed in their gentle cuddling filled with sweet nothings, and they love when the space between them steams up and charges with electricity, with nothing between their bodies. 

The bedroom was filled with a mix of moans, grunts, gasps, and giggles until the first sunrays of June 10 kissed the Grindelwald villa. And it was how Aiden said earlier that evening: '...tonight there will be no sleeping…'

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