FORBIDDEN

FORBIDDEN Part 2

The mountain house was cozy and beautiful! All the decor was in dark wood. The walls colored aquamarine blue. There was an extensive lawn and a wonderful garden. Seher and Asli stayed in a room with a small balcony overlooking the garden.  A large lounge with tables was placed on the second floor of the house for breakfast and other meals. And the entire length of the second floor was surrounded by balconies overlooking the gardens.

Seher loved to wake up early. And in that place, then, she didn't want to waste time sleeping. She left the room, trying not to wake Asli, and went for a walk in the garden. She loved being by herself  very much and knew that no one would be up anytime soon.

She was under a lilac tree admiring her beauty, when she saw Yaman bey walking towards her. She stood watching him move like a tiger. A warrior. She walked with the confidence of the one who led. Looking at her was a mixture of seduction and interrogation. My God, how exactly this man was her type! Tall, slim. With a reticent smile and mysteriously hungry eyes.

_ He is engaged, Seher! Do not forget that!

_ Günaydın! Already standing?

_ Günaydın! She grabbed the trunk of the tree to support her legs. _I like the morning. For me it is the best part of the day to enjoy the garden. Everything is very beautiful here. I like this tree very much.

_ That must be why you have so much creativity. She is observant and knows how to appreciate simple things. She said that while staring ... into her mouth ?!

"Am I hallucinating about this man, my God?" "He is rich, he is engaged. Why would you be looking at my mouth? "

"What a mouth, such eyes! What would it be like to run my tongue over those soft lips?"

_ Have you already had breakfast?

_ Not yet.

_ Come with me to the Buffet. Coffee without sugar, right? Let me get it for you.

"How do you know that I drink coffee without sugar?" She asked with her eyes.

"I know everything about you. And I want to know more. " Return the look.

In the evening, the employees decided to have a dancing party with drinks. Seher was sitting at the counter drinking her third Blood Mary at night, her favorite drink. She was already feeling the effects of alcohol on her system when Murat, one of the team's designers, asked her to dance. The room was in dim light and Yaman was in a corner. When she looked at the track, her body froze. Seher and Murat laughed and danced together. She walked slowly over to where they were, touched Murat on the shoulder and took his place.

Seher winced when she was ensnared by Yaman. The scent of his skin was intoxicating. She stopped fighting and gave herself up to the dance. He pulled her closer and guided her to a far corner. He leaned against the wall and impaled her back by pulling her against him. She spoke in her ear:

_I have a desire to know the taste of your mouth. I've been feeling this since I saw you the first time.

She was so desirous of him, so desperately drawn to that body, that smell, that mesmerizing voice that raised her chin in silent surrender. There was nothing else in the world. Just the two of them. He pressed his lips to hers, slowly and then hard. They kissed avidly. It was heaven. His mouth didn't ask, he begged. He held her tightly against his hard body as if he was afraid she would run away. She didn't want to run away. She wanted to merge with him. Then he laced his fingers through hers and she felt the ring. She took her mouth off his and walked away, horrified.

He tried to pull her back because he wasn't thinking straight. Never in his life, he had felt anything like this. So dizzyingly delicious. So right. It wasn't just desire. It was a yearning, a need. A vital part of his being alive from now on. He felt that she had always been part of him, perhaps in other lifetimes. And now his body and his soul recognized her and wanted her back. It looked like she was already his. And when she pulled away, he felt a cold, intense emptiness.