Walking along the path through Central Park was relaxing. I'd found this kind of relaxation while walking through the underworld, through the glory of nature and the brilliance of how things thrive with a little help. We were taking a slow amble to the great lawn for a picnic lunch. Excited wasn't enough to describe Sarah's mood when she saw the basket of food. I'd even gone a little cliché and found a red and white check rug.

Her arms were wrapped around my waist, occasionally she would look up at me with a beaming smile. It was amazing how something so simple could make her so happy.

Today it was a little colder, Sarah was wearing a beanie that was pulled tight. The buttons on her jacket were done up, jeans and sneakers with thick socks. Personally, I didn't think it was that cold but I said nothing about it. Everyone felt the temperature differently.

A wind cut through the path, searing the cold against our skin. Sarah's cheeks flamed with a rosy pink, it was incredible against her pale skin.

Once in the warmth of the sun, she started to peel the layers of clothes from her body. Giggling as she pulled her beanie and messing her hair.

"There is a lot of people here today."

"Warmth and fresh air, a wondrous combination."

She was quiet for a moment but I knew that there was something brewing. Sarah frowned when she was thinking about treacherous thoughts.

"Come on, out with it."

Her gaze lifted slightly, under those deep and dark lashes she looked at me.

"Do you expect me to address you the same way as everyone else does?"

"No Sarah. You are not a servant, therefore, you are not expected to address me as they do."

"Okay good. I guess I don't have to tell you to stick it up your ass then."

I laughed as she smiled, her eyes lowering again.

"You are a troublemaker, did you know that?"

She shrugged one shoulder, her smile curling into her cheeks.

"The wedding is in two and a half weeks."

"Is it?"

Sarah nodded as she picked through the berries.

"You are terrible with dates."

"I am. It comes from an eternity of days and nights blending into each other. We require little sleep so I rarely take notice of when one day becomes the next."

"Do we know each other enough?"

I shook my head, leaning on one hand and moving closer to her.

"When we are ready to share our bodies then we will truly know each other. Opening ourselves to our mind and thoughts is one thing but to open our heart is entirely different. And even though it has only been a few days I know that you will not rush into it."

My free hand caressed her jaw, her heart beat quickened as my fingers trailed down her delicate neck.

"I know that you need to feel safe here." my hand uncurled on her chest and flattened to her sternum "Before you take another step."

I could feel the hard thump on her chest as she pressed her hand against mine. When focusing on sounds they always appeared louder but even without focusing I could hear it. It was like it beat louder for me to hear, locking me to the sound of my love.

Yes, my mind whispered love.

I knew my duty for the afternoon. Today was the day that I would become a man that did not delight himself in the flesh of demon women ever again. Today they would leave my dominion and never return.

"Anton, please." she begged quietly.

Her hand moved mine ever so slightly, the tips of my fingers touching the edge of the lace.

"You wish to move another step forward Sarah?"

She nodded, her eyes darting around the park as she moved closer to me.

"Do not fear what they will see. I cannot freeze them like the customers in your shop yesterday but I can stop them from seeing us."

A slightly embarrassed giggle emerged from her as my hand slid in. She gasped as my fingertips ran over her breast, a whimper of pleasure escaping.

"Such scandalous behavior." she said with a mocking tone.

"I am the devil Sarah, it's my job to tempt you into such naughty things. Like telling you to take your jacket off."

Without even a thought of it, the jacket was off. Her eyes widened as I undid the first button on her shirt.

"I've never done anything like this." she whispered.

"Good." I offered, undoing the next one. "How far do you dare Sarah? Are you wild and free or demure and chaste? How can the devil tempt you?"

She grinned as she pulled away, removing the shirt completely.

"Somewhere in between. You can tempt me with a kiss."

Laying down onto the rug, Sarah raised a finger and beckoned me to her. Willingly I complied, lying beside her.

I pulled her closer to me, resting one arm under her neck and the other free to roam her delectable body.

"I talk of me tempting you." I said softly as my fingers ran over her jaw "But I think that is wrong. I think that you tempt me."

She chuckled and urged me to her lips all the while her fingers made short work of my tie and shirt. The sun scorched against my back, warming our bodies as we laid on the rug. My free hand trailed over her body, lifting her leg so that I could slip mine in between.

Our lips entwined in a slow and needful kiss. A soft and meek moan escaped as my hand pressed against her backside, pushing her closer to me. It continued a path to her back, undoing the bra. Sarah gasped for air as our lips parted, I nipped a path down her neck as she tossed the bra away. Her hand found mine which was resting on her hip, sliding it up over her ribs and to the swell of her breast. My fingers kneaded and massaged the tender flesh as I drew closer to her.

As my lips pressed to the aroused skin, her head fell back with a moan. Her heart quickened as I continued to lavish attention upon her ample breasts. My fingers stretched wide to cup her entirely.

I pulled her onto my lap as I sat up, both of my hands on her backside to press her groin harder against mine. It resulted in one rather breathy groan, her head tipping back. The more I pushed, the harder her breathing was.

Her hands were on my shoulders, kneading the skin as the pleasure grew inside her. I could hear the beat of her heart, pounding a rapid tempo.

"Don't stop." she begged.

Complying with her request, I pushed her against me again and clamped down onto her, sucking the sweet and rosy bud.

Her body tightened as it stilled, her breathing all but stopped. As the climax finally escaped, she moaned rather loudly. Her arms wrapped around me as she enjoyed the last of the pleasure. Like the tide that ebbed and flowed, her body shuddered in my arms.

My lips traced over hers, deliriously she smiled with the almost kiss.

Her eyes wandered around the land, people carried on as if nothing untoward had just happened. Sarah giggled and hugged me. Sitting back with a cheekiness to her smile, her fingers trailed down my chest.

"I think you're wearing too much."

"I'm always wearing too much."

Lust burned through me as her lips kissed my neck, her fingers undoing my belt.

"Now is not a good idea. Maybe later, okay?"

"But I want to and I know you're ready to go."

I sighed and took her hands into mine. She was right, I was more than ready to go. But this wasn't about that, this was an issue that I couldn't have go wrong.

"It's okay Sarah, I'm learning to deal with such issues. Fret not for my need, all that I wanted was to make you happy."

"But I feel rather selfish Anton, please let me."

"My darling, this is not the ideal time. It takes a lot of my energy to keep us hidden from the view of the world and I may become distracted at that all important time. Imagine the view if my energy levels drop because you've pleased me and the world gets to see you and I being rather naughty."

Her cheeks flushed with a deep pink color.

"So please, dress quickly."

She nodded and redressed, sniggering as I put on my shirt and tie.

"It would be incredibly immoral of us to be caught in such a way. Imagine those in Central Park getting to see the devil being blown."

My jaw dropped at her dirty mind. She giggled again and continued to dress. Who was I to say that the devil was the only one that tempted? This little minx was pure temptation and she knew it too.