Can Yaman International Presents: Aşk ve Gurur~ Love and Pride

Chapter 14, Part 2: Bu Kez Gercek (Real This Time)

At the end of Chapter 14, Part 1:  Sanem didn't make it easy for me to find her. But when I got to my cabin, I knew my search was over. She was sleeping soundly on the bed, but as soon as I stepped inside, her eyes blinked open. I thought that no matter how many times I laid eyes on her, I would never get used to that punch to the heart. She was the part of me I'd searched the world for, even before I knew what I was missing. It was her. It had always been her. She was my beginning and my end. Stopping a few inches from her, I said her name. "Sanem," I began. She sat up first then came up on her knees, wrapped her arms around my neck, and pulled me to her. "I don't want to talk," she murmured, and pressed her lips hard on mine in a deeply passionate kiss.

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Sanem:

"I don't want to talk," I said as I wrapped my arms around his neck, brought his lips down to mine and kissed him deeply. Unlike our desperate kisses from before, this was a slow exploration of his mouth and a relieved sigh escaped him.

I lifted my lips slightly and warned him, "You will never, ever take yourself away from me again." Before he could answer, I nipped his bottom lip and then soothed the sting with a slow lick. Predictably, he lost his mind. He crushed me to his chest, his mouth settled over mine, and his tongue swept into my mouth. One hand cupped the back of my head and the other gripped my hip. His kiss became increasingly demanding. I buried my hands in his hair, my nails digging into his scalp, and stroked his tongue with mine. I felt his answering groan vibrate against me.

"I want you so much. From the first kiss, I knew there'd never be anyone else," he murmured between deep, drugging kisses.

His hands slid to my bottom, squeezing, caressing and lifting me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and rubbed myself against him, trying to relieve the relentless ache. We kissed endlessly, from sweet nipping kisses to long exploring ones that had him clutching me tighter, both of us frantic with want. Suddenly one of his arms shot out. I heard things go flying and crashing to the ground as he swept everything off the table and laid me down on it.

"There's a perfectly good bed right over there," I panted out when he lifted his mouth from mine.

He gave me a naughty smile and murmured, "This is more appropriate for what I have in mind." He flipped the skirt of my dress up to my chest, slipped off my underwear, placed my feet at the edge of the table and sat down on the chair.

I rose up on my elbows but the sight of his head between my thighs made me lose all strength and I flopped down onto my back with my arms stretched wide. He'd done this to me before but I realized he had been holding out on me. This time there was no loving gentleness only a wild, unrestrained, demanding need. I was being slowly and methodically devoured by a master. His hands slipped up the back of my thighs. He lifted and pushed them back until I was spread on the table like an offering. 

A moment of self-consciousness flitted through my mind at being exposed this way, but the power of thought soon deserted me as his mouth continued its wicked assault. I rolled my hips against his mouth shamelessly. His hands tightened on the backs of my thighs. He made a hungry growl that sent me spiraling straight into paradise. Before I could fully recover, he was off the chair and pulling the neck of my blouse away until he had bared my breast. His lips fastened hungrily to a nipple but after a long moment, he raised his head. With his lips brushing my ear, he murmured, "We need to stop now." His deep gravelly voice made me shudder.

"Don't you dare stop now," I scolded him darkly, running my hands over his shoulders and twining my arms around his neck. He raised me up and I wrapped myself around him again like a vine.