~ Island, somewhere in Pacific Ocean ~
Sarah was resting in Aiden's embrace, enjoying the sounds of the waterfall and tropical birds. Everything was perfect… except that about half of the ice cream melted, and the fact that Aiden didn't let her touch him.
"Later…", he would say while putting her arms around him and holding her in his embrace every time her hands wondered below his navel, like there is a mystery border she should not cross.
Sarah knows that Aiden made plans, so she should obey. There must be a reason for his behavior. But what is with this that he can do things to her, and she can't do to him? The fact that he is not allowing her to take initiative is only firing her up more, and now she found herself plotting how she will catch him off-guard and have her way with him.
