♦Gurur Ve Önyargi♦

Chapter-12

SANEM

My heart starts to pump the blood and send it through my veins with insane agility as he presses me closer to him for letting me relish his hard length. Gradually, I give in myself at his mercy when fisting a handful of my hair he crushes his lips against mine. Sucking and mashing my tingling brims with his hungry mouth and sharp teeth he groans insufferably just before I part my throbbing entrance to let him invade my insides. His assaults mature greatly as our fluid meets and he swirls and thrusts his tongue to boost the fuel of desire inside me

By God, he is so tempting...so sizzling...so vigorous. I wish I could never get any escape from this manly cell.

To hold myself tight I wrap my arms around his neck caging him furthermore and in response, he cups my buttock to squeeze me in a delicious rhythm. My moan and his groan mingle as our elements, bodily and spiritual, mix while I sense the bolder like bulge between his legs grinding my pelvic floor. All these bold techniques that he is introducing are new to me while his wicked tricks are enough to melt me like nothing causing my limbs to become watery.

There appears a moment when I feel my strength is dwindling while he is not only possessing me but securing my fragile frame in his supporting hands. Though he does not stop seducing and his attack turns from wild to mild when he leaves my mouth out of breath only to drive down to caress the columns of my neck.

"Bloody hell! You are so sweet, Sanem..." My heart leaps to register his whispering and my spirit bounces to hear him taking...moaning my name while he never ceases kissing and nibbling my heated skin. Apparently, I struggle to seal my excitement while all he makes me breathe aloud with his evil influence. When I am totally draped in his charm that jinxing man takes off his hand from squeezing my butts only to claim his desire on my breast.

"Mr Divit!" His cupping palm makes me cry as his clasping teeth join my collarbone when I pull his hair freeing the ponytail from the barrier of the rubber band. He groans and demands me hoarsely, "No curtsy, please. Take my name, miss. I wonder how it sounds on those delectable lips."

An urge to laugh pinches my sense of humour but dare I laugh at him at such a sensitive point in my life, so I open my eyes to read his expression.

No sooner do I snap open my lids, our proximity, the forbidden nearness between us scares me altogether when he loosens his hold in my hair only to bring it down for cupping my face. With certain emotions smeared in his eyes, he asks, "will you, please?"
His thumb sketches my chin just before he brushes my underlip with it and a shiver runs down my spine making me let out a sigh very audibly. Immediately, to realise my trouble, he shifts his hands from my bosom to my waist which he touches very closely yet gently.

I strive to understand what has just happened as a streak of unreadable sentiment rises in his darkening orbs when he pleads to me again, "Sanem, tell me you are not gonna regret it because your silence is scaring me like hell."

This time I genuinely feel guilty for I have no intention to make him feel insecure through my muteness and collect my thoughts before assuring him that I enjoyed and am enjoying everything that he did and is still doing to me right now. I would also like to acknowledge my gratefulness because in this whole life I have never undergone such an exhilarating encounter. It is as if my world has only been waiting for his to be clashed and intruded on.

"I..." I start and he procures an enthusiastic expression pulling me much closer to him with concern in his countenance as if he is attempting to read my mind even before I could complete it through my words. "I want to say you something...It's that..."
Nodding his head he admits my saying when an unwelcoming vibration erupts out of my jeans.

He frowns hanging down his head and I feel thoroughly irked for such an interruption.

"Let it be!" I say stroking my finger at the back of his neck to drag his attention towards me but he shakes his head as he replies, "No. First, fix your phone. I don't want any disturbance right now."

"Okay." Responding shortly I withdraw my hands from him and he separates too.

Taking out my mobile I notice it's Lei who is calling me, so I show him the name on the display and he nods in understanding hinting me to pick up the call.

"Evet, Leila!" I pretend to be normal when she sounds utterly feverish, "Where the hell are you, Sanem? We have been waiting for more than thirty minutes now. Don't tell me it needs such a long time for drying up sleeves."

"Abla...I..." I fumble to find the words to make amends while the sexy Divit with dishevelled locks is doing me no help with the way he is biting his puffy lips as he is paying his full attention to study me.

"Sanem! Listen to me very carefully." She sounds very serious dragging my interest "Someone has just arrived here and I don't remember you have ever taken my suggestion before inviting him here."

With trepidation, I enquire, "Who?"

"Whom do you even believe I am talking about? It's the bank manager, Mr Onur Kiosk. Your boyfriend, stupid girl!"

In an instance, I close my eye as the giddy feeling of lust and temptation bid me goodbye when the deepest sensation of anxiety gags me almost.

"Sanem, are you still there?"

"I am...I am...we are coming, Lei. Spare us just two minutes."

I hang up the call and put my phone inside sighing out desperately, holding on to the edge of the slab.

"Is everything okay?" He asks me with concern, holding my shoulder.

I open my eyes and stare at his distressed look to take some time to think about what I should really do!

"I am sorry." Gently I take his hand in mine as I continue, "please, don't reach any conclusion about my character without hearing my saying."

"What are you even talking about, Sanem? I know what you are. I don't need any licensing to get a hand in your nature. So, please, don't get bothered. Come to me." He cups my face with another hand to bring me closer to him. Then he tries to kiss me again. Before I could lose my sanity for the second time I evade his advantage pushing him back as I quickly turn back not to face him directly while talking, "Please try to understand, Mr Divit. We are expected to get back to the conference room as soon as possible."

"Alright. But don't forget we have something very important to discuss and most importantly I hope I have already made it clear, Sanem, that I would prefer you to call me by my first name when we are alone. In front of others, I don't mind but when we are alone I can't spare you addressing me Mr Divit. Am I understood?"

I just nod looking at his reflection in the mirror and he smiles in response with a shooting spark in his eyes.

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It took me a while to post this update. Sorry for the delay. I am too busy with my study and works to concentrate on anything else. Still, I won't stop writing because I love the way all of you do respond. I Hope, this chapter has intrigued your curiosity with some dose of sensuality in the first few paragraphs. Share your mind and please vote if you like.