Aditya had only seen two things more beautiful than the satin black sheets covered with rose petals in a heart shape, one was the night sky back home and the other was his wife. Looking over at her, he smiled. It hadn't seemed that long ago when she'd been stood on a balcony with bare feet in the snow, now she stood with soft waves free in the light breeze and a silk nightie clothing her figure that glowed in the pink sunset. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he exhaled loudly "Perfect view".

Zoya turned in his arms, lips wide in a smile as she cupped his cheek "I agree". She really hadn't seen anything more perfect than him.
His cheeks turned red at her comment. Brushing his nose against hers, he tapped his fingers to the rhythm of his heart against her waist "I was thinking we could use the hot tub to relax". He hadn't been able to wipe away the image of her in a bikini surrounded by warm bubbles since he'd seen it, now they were completely alone in a place he didn't know and they could be them without fear of anything else.

"Okay" whispering while moving his hands, she slid her nightdress over her body and pulled her hair into a band- she'd also hoped they'd make use of the warm water so readily available so had kept her swimsuit beneath her clothes. "Coming?" Her hand was small in his, fitting like the last piece of the puzzle he'd searched forever and a day for.

"Hm," he groaned, eyes hungry over the lilac-coloured two-piece that tied loosely around her neck and hips. Removing his t-shirt, Aditya climbed in then helped her do the same, pulling her onto his lap, he sipped from the glass beside his arm. "Thank you for this".

Allowing her body to rest on his legs, she pressed her cheek to his chest "No problem". Being close to him didn't send a surge of butterflies around her stomach anymore or make her heart pick up, it was just like being drowned beneath a wave of serenity, it was the sensation of coming home after a long tiring day and she knew then that this was how it was supposed to be when you were with the right person, it wasn't an electric thrill, it was utter calmness.

Lifting a marshmallow from the plate with a stick, he dipped it in the chocolate then held it to her lips "May I?" He was more proud that she'd made so much effort to ensure this room resembled some of their best memories together, if anything it meant what he'd treasured she had too, that he wasn't joggling a useless line, that she too felt what he did even if only a little bit.

Nibbling on the edge, she giggled when some of the chocolate stained her chin "Oops, let me just-".

Before she could do anything about it, he brushed his thumb beneath her lip then placed it between his lips, shutting his eyes at the taste, he released a low moan.

Zoya's eyes widened as she watched the lump in his throat bob when he swallowed. It wasn't something that should've had an effect on her, but knowing what had touched her mouth had touched his too made her chest tighten. Noticing the darker tint in his eyes, she quickly finished the marshmallow and looked away.

"Don't" he husked, a finger beneath her chin to turn her back to him. Turning his own head, he dipped his torso forward so his lips met hers, his large hand covered the back of her neck and his tongue ran over her bottom lip before delving into her mouth to twirl around her tongue, gulping back her gasp of shock that swiftly changed to a moan as she kissed him back with fervour.

Without realising how or when, her legs had wound around his waist and her hands had lost themselves in his hair. Her head was thrown back so the bottom of her hair swarmed in the water as his lips ran a trail of fire down the base of her throat, nibbling and suckling down on the thin skin that would ensure she'd be left with marks that showed the world she was his. Scratching her toes against his thighs as she pushed her body more into his, she let out a strangled scream of desperation when he pulled away "What are you-" she paused, slightly breathless from the sweet assault when he stood to his full height and held her a little safer in his arms.

"Bed" his one word had more power than the many he'd said to her up until now. Though he hadn't worded it as a question, he knew she'd take it as one. Once they did this there'd be no going back, this was all in and he wasn't sure if she was ready to give herself over like that, he wasn't sure he was until he looked down at her sparkling orbs that shone brighter than the stars across the midnight sky.

"Bed" winding her arms around him, she grinned.

Aditya wanted to take this slow. He wanted to show her what it was to be cherished, to be loved, he wanted to show her what she'd been missing and how she deserved to have it. Moving a few wet tendrils from her cheek, he took a few seconds to just look at her, take her in and hold her somewhere safe within without even touching her. Placing her softly onto the bed, he knelt between her legs, his lips hot on her soaked skin from beneath her halter top down to the strings on her sides.

Curling her toes, she shuddered "Aditya, you don't have to" and he didn't. This wasn't the sex she knew, she knew how to lay still while a man had his way with her leaving her thighs bruised and her body dirty.

Looking through his shaggy hair, he moved his hand to her hip "I want to make love to you, Zoya, this is the only way I know how".
Her bottom lip trembled as she fought to push the tears to a place he couldn't see them. The pure amount of emotion travelling from him to her made her still beneath his powerful gaze, she'd never had it like this, she didn't even know how to do it like this, but with him by her side, she no longer feared the unknown as much. Pulling him up to her, she held him as close as she possibly could, but it wasn't close enough. She wished to keep him safe the way he always did her, hold him far from that which had hurt him and in turn hurt her. Kissing his forehead, she moved her lips to his shut eyes then to his cheeks and finally on his lips where his tongue fluttered against hers in a melody she'd never tire of.

Pushing his hands into the duvet beside her head, he leant over her "I'm never going to love anyone like I love you" he just hoped she would love him too because each day she never said it back left an everlasting ache in his chest, one he tried to ignore for her sake, but one that was suffocating his every breath to say her name. Sliding her underwear slowly down her legs, he tossed them to the side, pushed her legs apart and replaced old scars and hues of bruises with kisses that serenaded something deep within her.

"Aditya" she bucked her hips, head, hands and feet on the bed while the rest of her elevated to meet the joy he bestowed upon her. "That feels so good" she moaned.

His head shot up from between her, eyes hooded as they looked upon the magnificence that was her.

Did he prefer her quiet? Had she made too much noise? "I can be quiet if-".

"No" Aditya shook his head, "I want to hear you, Zoya" he didn't think he'd cope if he couldn't. For a minute he was overcome with anger at her fear of being open due to her past, but he quickly released it like he'd never had it at all, this was about them and her dead ex-husband had taken far too much from her, he wouldn't take this too.

Now wasn't the time for questions, Zoya knew that, but she couldn't hold back her own curiosity. "Am I your first?"

"No" he said softly, "But you're the first that matters" he'd spent years after chasing women to run from the disappointment of his parents who were sure he was gay, now he'd grown and realised nothing was wrong with the label just in his own pain that made something as beautiful as love look ugly, regardless of whom that love was shared with. It all made sense now, none of the women had been Zoya, her soft, peachy curves, curly hair and eyes capable of lighting up any darkness, that had been the issue with every woman before- that they hadn't been his wife, his Zoya. Moving his hand up her thighs so his fingers crawled across them an inch away from ticklish, he tucked his middle finger inside her, unmoving until she settled with his teeth grazing her now bare breasts, teeth pulling on her nipple a little harder as another finger delved in and found a steady pace.

"Ugh" her eyes scrunched shut, a hand on the back of his head and the other in her hair, "God, Aditya, just like that". Gasping at the sudden sensation of his tongue where his fingers had been, she turned her face to the side "You feel so good" she almost sobbed because nothing else ever had, nothing else ever would. Clamping her legs shut against his cheeks, a throaty moan surpassed her lips only to be echoed from his, sending vibrations up her spine when she finally lost herself, her body freezing, clenching then contracting against him as she fell back onto the bed with a heavenly sound he yearned for her to make again and again and again.

Slipping himself inside her, he bit down on the inside of his cheek "You're so tight, Zoya" the overwhelming heat and pressure would lead him to a very early release if he wasn't careful. Pushing his hips backwards, he kicked his shorts off of his left foot and moved back in.

"Yes," Zoya cried, leaning on her elbows so she could meet his lips then slide onto him further. Framing his face with her hands, she met him thrust for thrust, keeping her forehead on his and her eyes in line with his glistening ones.

"F*ck" he groaned, head so far back he heard a click when her breath fanned across his cheek and her lips suckled beneath the lobe of his ear. Unable to stop himself, he pushed her down and plunged deeper into her, his movements faster in tune with the sounds of bliss she created when he hit the right spot. "Oh, baby, you have no idea what you do to me" he panted atop her chest.

"Aditya" her lip bled from the indent of teeth she'd made to prevent herself screaming, but now all she could manage was his name in a constant prayer to him. "I, I, I-".

"Me too" he breathed out, collapsing against her, sweaty arm around her waist so she was slick against him as if they were one. Catching his breath, he kissed her collar bone "How are you feeling?"

Squeezing his bicep, she closed her eyes "I feel like I'm home".

We have just less than 10 chapters left! I hope you enjoyed this chapter, my babies have come sooo far in 22 chapters that I almost want to cry at the progress.