There were moments she hoped would never end. With thighs wide open, she straddled him as he moved his hands on either side of her shapely hips and held them firmly. At this very instance he felt that heaven would be too small to contain all the desire he had for this woman. Carefully, she moved her body downward, guided by his strong hands.
Uttering a sound of ecstasy and feeling him entirely submerged within her, Anna became one with Nikolas. It was an inseparable force of union. In a way, they were becoming married. They kissed intensely and rolled on the warm sand, enjoying their unending earthly paradise. Hours of eternal bliss passed through them, joined in a perfect harmony.
Finally, they collapsed, exhausted, as the sun faded from the once blue sky. Satisfied smiles adorned their faces. As the expanse of the sky witnessed the high point of their lovemaking, the seeds of heaven entered Anna's womb to create new life.
Anna laid her head on Nikolas's right arm as he gazed up at the sky. He then turned and kissed her lips again, spreading his left arm across her body. Anna took the palm of his hand and kissed it adoringly, caressing each finger, one at a time. They gazed deeply into each other's eyes for a long time, without speaking. Feeling complete and content, they surrendered to the arms of sleep. The sea lulled them with its cozy whispering waves.
After a deep rest, Nikolas woke up, admiring Anna, who was still sleeping. She looked like an angel. He lightly kissed her nose and quietly pulled away, careful not to wake her. The sun was going down the Libyan coast. Nikolas swam to the ship to make sure that all was well for their overnight stay. He lowered a little skiff that he had loaded with towels, sheets, clothes, and food, making sure to pack her favorite champagne and wine. After rowing ashore, he noiselessly secured the skiff and returned to the sleeping Anna, sitting next to her.
He bit a cherry and ran it across Anna's lips. Waking up slowly, she savored the juice with her tongue and waited for more. When Nikolas brought another to her mouth, she ate it, gently nibbling at his fingers. He brought his lips to hers and kissed her, again and again. Helping her to her feet, Nikolas gave Anna a light cotton sweater to wear.
"Let's go for a walk, darling," he suggested.
Holding hands, they walked toward an ancient grove of Lebanese cedars, which had survived for thousands of years.
"Look Anna," Nikolas remarked. "We are going to be just like them, standing proud, surviving forever. We will be afraid of nothing." "Nothing," Anna repeated.