With Forgiveness...Comes Happiness

Chapter Two

With the dinner lasting longer than expected,  Sanem was more than ready to call it a night. Luca's fiancé Thea, was a beautiful woman, older than Luca by a couple of years, but he couldn't have found a better match for himself. They hugged, saying there goodbyes and vowing to get together again as soon as possible. Their relationship had blossomed into a much closer one, especially for Can and Luca. They begged the couple to travel to Istanbul to be there for their wedding, but Luca had already taken on a position at the small university there in Chania and the timing just wouldn't be right. So they would send pictures and a video of their happy day. The ride back to the hotel was quiet, with both of them thinking of what had happened earlier.

Sanem went straight to the bedroom to change, leaving Can alone on the sofa. He supposed that this was his bed for the night, and waited for his turn in the bathroom. He was just beginning to worry about her being  it the bathroom so long when she appeared in the doorway wearing a soft pink, lace and satin mini night gown. Can stood, his eyes so fixed on her he couldn't even blink. She moved toward him slowly, trying not to seem in a rush. Her mind was full of doubt and fear and at the same time full of desire for the man she loved. "What if  I didn't measure up to his expectations, what if im not good enough." Her head was repeating over and over. But the closer she got to this man she loved the further away the doubts became. She loved him and he loved her, that's all that mattered. Everything else would just be icing on the cake..

Can was quite enchanted by her, as she moved up close to him. She looked like a different woman, her eyes held a confidence that he had never seen before, she was demanding him to look at her. Can was a little more experienced in the field of intimacy than she, but right now he felt like he was about to enter a whole new realm of life. She smiled, " Can, are you ok, you look like you might have seen a ghost. That's really not the look a woman wants to see from a man, when it's her first time." She stopped about an arms length away from him, wondering in her mind what he may be thinking. He shifted his eyes away from her, and cleared his throat, "Sanem, you just took me by surprise, I mean....you look beautiful, Uhh, I mean...you look fabulous, I....don't know what to say."  He turned back to look at her again, this woman held all that was important in his life, she held his heart and soul in the palm of her hands. 

She smiled ever so slightly, as she reached for his hand. The contact sent a jolt of fire through him, making him gasp and his heart shuddered with an unknown  excitement. He looked deep into her eyes, " Sanem, bebek, I want you to be sure...I want you to be absolutely sure this is what you want. There will be a point of no return and I don't want you to regret this at all." Her heart pounded hard inside her chest as she listened to him, she knew all of that, she had accepted it in her head when she put that lingerie on minutes before. Her mind was confused, did he not want the same thing as she did, was he not ready. She dropped his hand and looked away from his eyes, " I'm sorry, if you're not ready or if you're having second thoughts, then this was my mistake." She turned to walk away, wanting to hide the embarrassment of that bold display of her feelings. He quickly grabbed her arm stopping her, " Sanem that couldn't be farther from the truth. There's nothing I want more than for us to seal our love for each other with that statement of intimacy. He pulled her as close to him as he could, letting all his desire for her transfer straight to her heart. 

She sucked in her breath, holding it, afraid to let it out. His eyes had taken control of her, they looked as if they were on fire and about to erupt, but she couldn't look away. She felt each muscle in his chest flex as she unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off of his shoulders. It was silent in the room, except for the heavy breathing coming from each of them. She had seen him without a shirt before, but this time it was different, this time It meant they were about to become as close as any two humans could be. She was his, and he was hers, nothing else mattered. Can led her to the bedroom, but she didn't really realize it until they were standing next to the bed. " Sanem bebek, I love you more than life itself, I want you more than anything that my life could possess. We have been through a lot for this love of ours but now, right now, we will be joined together for the rest of our lives." His voice penetrating her heart. He slid the two straps of her nightgown off over her shoulders, letting it fall in a heap on the floor at her feet. 

The kiss between them was more than just a kiss, it was a declaration of their commitment, it went deeper than ever before as his touch on her skin started that low, slow burn inside her. She wanted him now, her body was feeling the demand of his love as they crawled onto the bed together. Can knew he had to go slow, nurture her along, letting her body and soul except him  and what was about to happen. That was the hardest thing he had ever done, he wanted to ravish her, devour her, get lost in her, but he wouldn't. He loved her so much and for the first time he felt it, this was real, a real love. This too would  be his first time in every sense of the word, so he was just as scared. He looked into her eyes, those eyes that had captivated his heart on the first day he meant her, he saw this girl that was ready to become a woman....his woman.

She felt the tingle all through her body as he stared at her, his breath felt warm on her skin as he buried his face in her neck, kissing it. She hadn't taken a breath since he had placed her on the bed, and the excitement of it all was making her dizzy. This was going to happen, she was going to give herself to him, all of her, she thought, trying desperately to focus on his every move. She had never done anything like this before, but with each of his movements, she moved with him, as an instinct. As her desire for him grew stronger and stronger, she could remember repeating his name over and over, and him telling her how much he loved her, and then this eruption or release of such a feeling she thought for sure she would pass out. But it was a feeling like non other she had ever felt, a beautiful feeling of satisfaction of fulfillment, of happiness and  a feeling of more love than she thought possible.

He slid to the side of her, but kept his arm and one leg over her, breathing heavily he kissed her on the shoulder. She immediately felt different, it was like her life was just beginning and it was because of him. She turned to face him, to look at this man that had made her come alive, the man she loved beyond anything else in this world. 

He smiled a slight smile, his eyes rimmed with tears, " My love are you ok, I hope you are because I'm not sure if I am, or if I ever will be again."

She smiled at him, "Yes, I'm more than ok, I think I may be absolutely wonderful.......