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Part Ten - Chapter Nine

Two bottles later Sayyid helped a very giggly Sara back to his room to fall into his bed where she passed out from the champagne, lack of sleep, and most of the day in the sun even if in the shade. Sayyid settled at her side as he watched over her, keeping her at his side as he grabbed his laptop to open and worked through the night. He ordered room service and still she slept. He ran a hand over her hair. He had nearly lost her and wouldn't make that mistake again. His precious jewel, still in her bikini and lace wrap teasing his sight. He skimmed fingers down her back to have her shift closer and slid an arm around his waist and drifted back to sleep. Later he placed her in her bed to sleep alone.

"Sweetheart, where are you?" Sayyid called the following morning entering her room, bed messy and empty.

"In the shower," she called hoping he would join her. Closing her eyes praying 'please do' over and over. She had woken up in her bed alone with no memories of getting there. Too much champagne going by her pounding head that was easing now.

"Okay, meet me downstairs at the bar." She sighed blinking back tears. What did she expect? She pressed her forehead against the marble tiles, placing her hands against it standing under the running water, alone. "Unless you wanted me to join you instead?" came a teasing voice to have her straighten and spun around to see a shape near the open bathroom door, not that she could see much to wipe away the steamed up glass though still didn't see much because of the glass itself giving all the privacy she needed but didn't want. She held her breath. Her lips parted but nothing came out as the door opened and a naked man joined her and without words he drew her across into his arms then stepped then both under the water as his lips pressed against hers to wrap her arms around his neck. "Was that a yes?" he asked against her lips his hands splayed across her back, she could only nod. "So finally you decided to give me a chance?"

"Yes," she whispered.

"You are wearing my ring."

She smiled against his lips pressing against his rock hard body up against his arousal. "I know and there are commitments to that ring."

He laughed. "I did say that didn't I?" Then sobered gathering her face in his hand to make her look at him. "I want you be sure of this Sara. Cherry's out of the picture now, do you understand me? She has been from that first kiss."

She gulped. "I do want to be with you Sayyid, have from that first kiss. Why did you think I ran?"

"Twice," he pointed out. His dark head come down to slant his lips over hers brushing her lips with his tongue to have her open to him to deepen the kiss with passion. Red hot passion he had been holding back on, not wanting to scare her away. She did flee every time they kissed. He lifted her off her feet to pin her against the tiled wall of the shower holding her there with his body guiding her arms around his neck. "I was too scared to kiss you again," he breathed against her swollen lips. "In case you ran. No more running Sara sweetheart."

"No more," she promised. He skimmed a hand down her curves along her leg to lift and around his hip as he deepened the kiss hungrily, her breasts pressed up hard against his chest. "It's not like I have anywhere to run to here in Spain," she teased against his lips.

"I mean it Sara," he growled deep in his throat pressing his lips into her neck nipping at her skin to have her trembling in his arms her hand on his chest to caress over. "Especially when we get home."

"I have nowhere to go honey but with you," she whispered then sighed as he sucked on her leaving his mark his.

"Are you clean enough?" She nodded to have the taps turned off and guided out of the shower to have a towel wrapped around her. She grabbed a towel to place around him to just stand in each others arms kissing, slow and exploring, savouring dripping on the floor. Removing another towel Sayyid led her out into the bedroom to sit down and pulled her down to sit between his legs as he towel dried her hair, then eased her back onto the bed placing a leg over her smiling down at her darkened eyes, checks flushed and lowered his head, drawn to place his lips on hers. With one pull her other towel was gone and dropped over the edge of the bed followed by his. Her hands caressed over him, mouldering him under her touch, exploring, discovering as he just savoured her with his mouth, every delicious part of her. Not one inch he didn't touch or kiss to have her making sounds of pleasure, his name on her lips shuddering under him to ease back and kissed her telling her he will be back to come back protected to harden further under her caressing gaze that lingered on his sex to lift her eyes to see her hesitation. He went back to her, into her arms.