♦Gurur Ve Önyargi♦

Chapter-13

CAN

...and at last, I taste life in this very life and wish to taste it furthermore...

Setting the sequin of satisfaction in my fluttering spirit I follow her heel to get into the paused meeting while all my heart tells me to grab her from behind only to seal those honeyed petals of her lips with mine. But I am cautioned not to make any haste because in every twist and turn of the corridor there are busy eyes that can withdraw from the files and screens if I make any advantageous move toward my lady!

My lady!

Really, Can, did you just think that? Well, someone is improving... Better say, she has modified me into this kinda mould.

Five Summers...five Autumns...five Winters...and five Springs...I have waited five long years in her longing, most of the time ignoring the frustration she filled me with while half of the period I spent so drunk in her dream that it seemed hard to differentiate between fancy and reality.

But finally, I have lived my fantasy and she has let me drown myself in her intoxication by responding to my cravings with equal urgency.

Allah Allah, I can not forget how she felt so right in my arms while I was trying to woo her with my bestial appetite.

I wish we had sometime more and I could explore her treasure that is covered under the fabrics. Still, that futility can not reduce my curiosity to know her better because from now on I am further intrigued by her shape which might be clothed now for this moment but not longer as I have already taken them under my supervision and won't waste even the second when the precious moment arrives...

So, Ms Sanem Nazmiya Aydin, until we meet again...in that lusty sense, of course...

The crooked idea that arose in my head sends a sense of lightness in my mood as I can not help chuckling a bit and check myself at once when she turns back and frowns.

"What's wrong?" She shrugs and I stop before her, scratching
the bridge of my nose.

"Nothing." I try to sound casual but the swollen shade that I have given to her sexy lips does me no good as that precise memory instantly puts me in an uncomfortable degree.

"I heard you laughing." She grounds out.

"Yes, I have no objection in acknowledging what I did. But that's nothing to concern you. So, don't get offended. It's nothing important." I clarify the complication.

"Oh." Her brief reaction does not feel assuaging, so when she turns to walk forward again I clip,

"But it's regarding you and I can't deny your importance. as a result of this, I have no displeasure in conveying you the truth."

First, she shakes her head and then folding her arms against her breasts she replies, "Please do me a favour, Mr Puzzle Divit, and tell me what do you want to say?"

"First of all, I like the title before my surname. Thanks for such generosity." Acknowledging her gesture with a nod I step up an inch to close the gap as I whisper very smoothly, concentrating on her bitten brims, "But believe me I would prefer it more if you call me by my first name." She becomes tensed and enjoying her discomfort I continue with a wicked glint in my eyes, "By God, I would admire it even more if that follows a light moan. What do you think?"

"You are a rake! A complete rake!" She breathes out unevenly and is about to swivel to evade me again but taking the advantage of the empty corner I clasp her wrist to stop. Her wince pierces me deliciously as I speak out raspily, "Now, aren't you desire the explanation behind my laugh?" She remains tight-lipped with her eyes striving to meet mine as she swallows hard batting her eyelashes, in nervousness."Alright. If you don't want, I won't give you much trouble with my troubles."