Your Hands in Mine P2
A/N: I love Bermuda, it is possibly my favorite place on the planet. I have been several times and actually stayed at Elbow Beach once (although not in the lush accommodations Chuck & Sarah have), it is amazing as I am describing.
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The resort sent a car and it was waiting for Chuck and Sarah, a sporty little car that barely fit their luggage and Chuck's tall frame, but the driver was friendly and the roads narrow as they drove along the coast. Sarah had received a message from the team on the ground that the resort and the driver had been vetted and all was clear on the ground in Bermuda.
"I am Sam, I will be with you for your entire stay Mr. and Mrs. Carmichael," the driver introduced.
"Nice to meet you Sam, I'm Chuck, please and this is Sarah," Chuck introduced them.
"Anything you need during your stay, or if you want to go off resort for anything, I will be your guy," Sam clarified.
"That is great," Chuck smiled, "but we are pretty low maintenance."
"It's beautiful," Sarah noted of the turquoise water under a bright blue sky.
It was only about 65, but the sun felt strong through the window.
"We like it," their Bermudian driver smiled.
"I can see why," Sarah smiled back.
"It will just be you and the gulls at your little cottage," the driver noted.
"That's what we were hoping for," Chuck replied and caught the driver's sly smile in the rearview mirror.
"There is a small conference on property, but you will likely never even see them," the driver continued as Sarah squeezed Chuck's hand, but never took her eyes off the scenery.
About 20 minutes later they started up a winding drive that levelled off with a gorgeous view of ocean and trees.
"This is the main building, front desk, library and what not, you may want to venture up here at some point during your stay, it is quite stunning, but everything is ready for you at your cottage," Sam noted as he drove slowly past the main building.
Beyond it Sarah could see a large pool area and another gorgeous building.
"Pool area, heated with heated cabanas as well and the spa behind it, I hope you will take advantage of that, it is the finest on the island," Sam said with pride.
"We will definitely be taking advantage of that," Sarah nodded.
The grounds of the resort were beautiful, pastel colored buildings dotted the landscape as it rolled towards the pink sand beach. Yellow umbrellas and chairs were set on a small patch of the beach.
"It is the off-season, so we only set up a portion of the beach. It is still lovely to go down and sit by the water," Sam explained, "you will have a lovely view as well from your balcony and lanai."
Chuck saw a few people in the navy blue Elbow Beach polos walking the grounds as they rode through, but not another guest.
"And here we are," Sam announced as he pulled the small car into a gravel drive beside a free standing building the size of a small house.
"Wow," was all Sarah could manage.
Over her years as a CIA agent she had stayed in some lavish places, but never for fun and never with a man she loved like she loved Chuck, it took on a whole new dimension.
"The Caprice is one of our jewels," Sam beamed as he helped Sarah from the car.
Another man came to join Sam in unloading the luggage and a woman in a navy blue suit approached with a wave.
"Welcome to Elbow Beach, Mr. & Mrs. Carmichael," she held her hand out to Sarah first and then took Chuck's.
"Chuck & Sarah please, we will be haunting this place for 2 weeks," Chuck shrugged.
"Chuck & Sarah, it is lovely to meet you. I am Leslie Kroger, Manager of Operations here at Elbow Beach and it is my pleasure to show you around your cottage."
Chuck smiled at the word cottage, before today that word evoked a small wooden structure with driftwood décor and mismatched curtains. This was no cottage he was standing in front of and that was further proven when they stepped through the front door.
The main room was a living room and dining room with vaulted ceilings and a fireplace. The room led out to a patio larger than their living room at home, with a table under an umbrella, two chaise lounges, a gas heater and a fire place.
"You are welcome to eat in the restaurants whenever you like, but you may also choose to have your meals here in the cottage any time. I took the liberty of setting up a light lunch, I know you have travelled quite a distance," she indicated the covered plates on the dining table.
"Thank you," Sarah nodded, impressed.
"It is our pleasure," Leslie moved through the big room to the master bedroom.
"Your master bedroom and bath look out over the water," she indicated as she pressed a button and the drapes at the end of the room retracted to reveal the ocean .
"Wow," Chuck inhaled.
"I admit it still takes my breath away," Leslie shrugged enjoying showing off their property.
Sarah flipped a light on in the 2 room bathroom to reveal stunning tile and stone features. A huge soaking tub and a stall shower easily big enough for a family of 4.
"You can fiddle with those switches, there are all sorts of settings for the lights, music, heated floors, towels and what not," Leslie indicated the panel near Sarah's hand.
"I might never leave the bathroom," Sarah giggled.
Chuck had moved to the sliding door and opened it to reveal a balcony, the call of sea birds light in the air.
"This should do," Chuck grinned.
"We repurposed the 2nd bedroom for you per your request Mr. Carmic… Chuck," Leslie corrected herself before Chuck could.
When Chuck booked the room he was asked if they needed the second bedroom, certain that he and Sarah were only planning to use one bed he said no. He got an email a couple days later asking if he would like the room repurposed as a library or a fitness room. He figured Sarah might like to work out and 2 weeks of vacation eating meant he probably should too.
"Repurposed?" Sarah asked.
Leslie led them out of the Master bedroom and down the hall to the 2nd bedroom. Chuck had imagined a treadmill and some free weights, but what he saw almost made his jaw drop. In front of a similar ocean view stood 2 elliptical machines facing the water, behind those a treadmill and a stationary bike. On the other side of the room was an area with mats, free weights, stability balls, resistance bands and more.
"You are more than welcome to use the resort's gym any time, but if you wish to stay in you should have everything you need here," Leslie said as she moved to the second full bath attached to this room.
This bathroom had similar features, but Sarah noted there was a small fridge with bottled water and a small towel warmer for hot towels.
"There is a portable massage table in this closet," Leslie opened the door to reveal the latest amenity. "Again, I hope you utilize the spa during your visit, but if you need it, you are welcome to the massage table."
"This is extraordinary," Chuck beamed.
"We pride ourselves on extraordinary," Leslie smiled right back.
"You have a small kitchenette here off the main room, Sam has stocked it for you with a few necessities, but if you make him a list he will happily go into town for you. I am sure he told you he is also available to escort you into town if you wish during your stay, but you can decide that at your leisure."
"Thank you," it seemed insufficient, but Chuck said it any way.
"You're welcome, my staff is fully at your service, I will be sure that they know who you are. You will be easy to recognize, you are both quite striking and clearly the couple in the most romantic cottage," Leslie smiled.
"This chatty welcome aside we will leave you in private, unless you call upon us. Enjoy your time with us," Leslie shook their hands again and she, Sam and the other bellman were gone, a golf cart ferrying them back to the main building.
"What do we do first?" Chuck said staring at the cottage in awe.
Sarah didn't answer him with words, she simply cupped his jaw and pulled his face to hers, kissing him soundly. She walked him back towards the master bedroom as she unbuttoned their shirts, going back and forth between his and her own uncertain which one she wanted off first.
"You sure you don't want to work out?" Chuck teased as he indicated the other bedroom turned gym.
"Different kind of work out in mind," Sarah mumbled as she focused on getting him out of his clothes.
"We could have lunch," Chuck offered.
Sarah just moved on to his belt.
"You must be hungry," he mentioned as they had not had a proper meal in almost 24 hours.
"Starving," she looked up at him with a glint in her eye.
Chuck knew she didn't mean food and he was about to point out that they had had sex twice since the last time they sat down to a meal, but just as he was about to articulate that thought her hand slipped into his boxers and he forgot how to speak. Instead he used his lips to trail wet kisses along her neck as they tried to make it all the way to the bed.
"This cottage is altogether too large," Sarah mock complained.
"Come here, I got you," he smiled against her skin as he scooped her up in his arms and carried her the rest of the way.
What had started off flustered and frantic turned achingly sweet and slow when they got to the bed. Chuck kissed and stroked every inch of her body as Sarah sunk into the gloriousness of their king sized bed. She gathered her strength when he was done to return the adoration and by the time they actually joined their bodies both of them were intensely attuned to the other.
"God," Sarah sighed as she arched her back and moved gently on top of him.
"This is…" Chuck looked at her tenderly.
"Perfect," she finished as his eyes fluttered shut against the pleasure and he nodded.
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Chuck kissed Sarah for what felt like an hour when they finished, he seemed unwilling to break the connection they had. Sarah's stomach had other ideas though as it loudly announced it was not waiting any longer for food.
"Let me see if that lunch is still edible," he grinned against her lips as she winced at the loud noise in the quiet room.
"OK," she acquiesced and released him.
Chuck had to roll a couple times to get to the edge of the bed before his feet hit the floor and he went in search of his boxer shorts. He found the lunch on the dining table to be a lovely salad with an oil based dressing and grilled chicken that was certainly still fine to eat, he went to the kitchenette found a tray, some bottled water and additional napkins and piled it all up to deliver to his wife in bed.
Sarah had used the luxurious bathroom and opened a suitcase long enough to grab a tee shirt to throw on before returning to the giant bed with the amazing view. The amazing view got better when Chuck appeared in nothing but his boxers with a tray of food.
"This is what our train vacation was like. We had to keep forcing ourselves to stop and eat," Sarah remembered.
"The compartment service gentleman was amused by us," Chuck nodded as he placed the tray safely on the bed.
"And our actual honeymoon?"
"We lived on mini bar snacks for almost 2 days," Chuck grinned.
"So this level of activity is normal for us?" Sarah asked as she found a basket of rolls.
Chuck just nodded as he tried to sit on the bed without upsetting their lunch.
"I know we still need to talk through some things, but I really feel like every time we make love we are communicating. Is that stupid?" Sarah curled a leg under her body.
"Not stupid at all," Chuck reached out and tucked her hair behind one ear, ran his thumb lovingly over her cheek.
"I'm not using sex to avoid talking, it just feels so right," she covered his hand on her face with her own, turned her lips in to kiss his palm.
"We have 2 weeks to talk about anything and everything you want."
"Including Beckman?" Sarah arched an eyebrow.
"I would like to be wearing pants when we discuss the General, but sure," Chuck winced.
"Can today just be relaxing?" Sarah asked as she began digging into her salad.
"No heavy lifting today," Chuck promised.
"Thank you," Sarah said sincerely.
TBC…