Is this destiny?

Sarah was surprised that the tub has cushioned seats as well as back rests. She didn't notice seats when she checked water temperature because of flower petals on the surface. Sarah didn't have any time to admire the tub. Her brain was short-circuiting and refusing to work because Aiden's hands never left her, and neither were his persistent kisses which only moved from her lips down her neck to the breasts, sucking briefly before going back up again.

Aiden wanted to wait until evening. His plan was to wait until the evening. But Sarah's voice, the way she looks at him, her smell mixed with the ocean, her soft skin… made him tremble from desire. Feeling her pull him closer, welcoming him, offering herself to him… it was too much to stay away from. His will to wait completely crumbled, making him forget about the plans that he worked on for a long time.

His hand moved on the inside of her thigh, higher, and he felt between her folds for a moment before his finger slipped inside. He heard her moan and his soul trembled. He inched closer and used his hand to guide himself, eager to feel her, eager to hear her moans mixed with gasps, eager to see her flushed face and her eyes looking back at him, unable to hold focus.

He moved slowly, rhythmically, reminding himself to stay present, ignoring his need to surrender to passion. Because all this is for her to see how much she means to him; to understand that he will give her everything she wants, and more… and that he will take care of her… and that he wants to spend the rest of his life doing that.

Sarah felt him sliding in and out of her. It was a familiar feeling, yet slightly different, as if something is missing.

She looked at him, and noticed his expression, slightly frowning, as if in pain… looking to the side. Realization hit her… this whole date thing… why he said to wait for later, why he didn't let her wash him, why he didn't let her touch him… he wants her to feel good, he wants her to know how much he loves her… but she can't feel good, not like this.

"Aiden…", she called.

Their eyes met.

She smiled and held onto his shoulders while pulling herself up. She wanted to tell him that she knows that he loves her, and she does not want him to hold back.

"I know…", she whispered in his lips. "But I can't feel good if you are holding back."

There was a moment of shock before smile appeared on his face and he dived in for a deep kiss. He scolded himself for forgetting the most important thing in their relationship. The thing that ties them together, makes them inseparable, unable to live without each other. And that is the fact that they can be themselves, no hiding, no lying, no pretending. They accept each other as they are, even at a time when they are selfish and greedy. They love each other completely, including the dark beasts that hide within them.

Her words changed everything. Now he was hungry, and not trying to control his impulse to devour her. He was pulling her closer, with every kiss, touch, thrust… telling her that it's never enough.

Sarah felt him sliding in and out of her again. It was a familiar feeling, yet slightly different, it was more intimate than ever before. Some secret connection was established, strengthening the bond between them, and she was caught by surprise when he made her every nerve ending scream in pleasure as he throbbed inside her.

Aiden kissed her gently few times but didn't give her much time to rest. He lifted Sarah out of the tub, wrapped her in a large towel and carried her to the bedroom while she giggled, entertained by the fact that he didn't cover himself up.

"What is funny?", he tossed her on the bed. He was in a good mood, but slightly irritated by her giggling. They just made love in a tub, is something funny about that? 'If she has strength to giggle, then I didn't do a good job!'

Sarah shook her head vigorously, refusing to answer. Seeing his outraged expression, her giggles turned into laughs, and she was trying to hide them behind clearing her throat.

He squinted and she instinctively moved backward, away from him, failing to suppress her laughter.

Aiden's eyes flashed in outrage that she is retreating with behavior which he interpreted as mocking. "I will show you…" He leaped on the bed, grabbed her ankle and pulled her toward him effortlessly.

He was on top of her, their noses one inch from each other. Eyes locked on each other; his irritation mixed with her playfulness.

"What will you show me?", she taunted him.

Aiden's expression showed that he accepted her challenge. He kissed tip of her nose, lips, chin and moved lower as he unwrapped her towel.

Sarah laced her fingers in his hair and gasped as his tongue mercilessly worked its way between her legs. He sucked and licked and pushed. His fingers worked in perfect harmony with his lips and tongue until she screamed while seeing stars, even though she was not looking at the sky.

Aiden enjoyed watching her flushed face and unfocused eyes while she panted.

"You are delicious." He licked his lips.

Sarah reached with her hand and closed her eyes for a moment, smiling, when she felt how hard he is. She moved her head, wanting to take him into her mouth, but he stopped her.

He shook his head and smiled. "I am the one making you feel good."

Aiden ignored her protests. He pushed her back, lifted her behind while tucking the pillow under it.

Sarah felt him inside her, and her mind exploded with realization how that small pillow can make a difference in angle… and they were back… consumed into unrestrained feeling of heat, skin, sweat, hot breaths, groans, moans, and pants while he slammed himself into her. Again, and again.

…

Later that evening, Aiden and Sarah are in bed, holding each other in silence. They are both spent. Happy, but spent.

Aiden kissed top of her head and rubbed her shoulder.

Sarah's head was on his chest. She was listening to his heartbeat and inhaling his scent.

His stomach grumbled.

She lifted her head to look at him. "We should get something to eat."

"Just a bit longer." He turned his body slightly toward Sarah and embraced her tightly.

Sarah was surprised. "Eh? Since when are you able to hold back on food?"

"You are the only one who can make me voluntarily postpone a meal."

He is known to be cranky when hungry, like a small child.

Sarah grimaced, but with her head lowered, so that he does not see. "I'm glad you are putting me above food."

"I don't have a choice. Without you, I don't have an appetite.", He said with a straight face.

In some way, she found that statement very romantic. She buried her face in his chest. "I don't wish to dress up. Can we have food in bed?"

"If you wish…" He smiled. "But let's shower first."

She nodded in agreement.

…

After shower, Sarah got out of the bathroom and was tying up a bathrobe around her waist. She stopped in her tracks when she saw Aiden pull into the bedroom a large five-level cart full of food.

She was looking around the room. 'Cameras! They must have cameras!' That was the only explanation how staff knew they want food, and in the bedroom! 'That means they can see us?!!'

Aiden saw her panicked expression while she looked thought the room and could guess her thoughts. He chuckled. "There is no spying equipment. Relax… Do you really think I would let anyone watch you?"

Sarah felt her heart skip a beat at his comment. She loves how protective he is of her.

He noticed that she stopped looking around and his attention went back on food. "Where do you want to eat? Bed? Table? Or Balcony?"

She squinted while analyzing his words. 'If there is no spying equipment, then he is the one telling them when and what… I need to keep a closer eye on him…' Sarah was determined to figure out how this mystery well-trained staff operates.

They enjoyed dinner on the balcony.