10 Minutes

Why Sanem, Why?

The night had been a long one. Sanem had slept soundly but he had awoken only a couple of hours after he had dozed off with her in his arms. Watching her now sleeping so soundlessly and still his heart ached for all the time he had wasted because of his fears, his distrust and his volatility when posed with such a challenge as had been what they faced in the past. The breeze from the cool night air moved the gauzy curtains away from the windows and let the fresh air in. He was uncovered from head to toe and comfortable in his boxers. He looked back at her and decided to pull the light sheets up over her which were now at her feet. He shifted but then so did she, turning on her side and away from him. The sight of her in her tiny little panties and bralett made him stop for a few moments and take her all in. She was a beauty by any man's standards but to him she was more. She stretched out again and he followed as her body rested back against his own. His position allowed him to look over her fully and in doing so he focused on her thigh, where the shark had done its worst. He leaned over and ran his hand across her skin noticing how well her wound was progressing. If it continued this way she would have very little noticeable scaring. His hand of its own volition continued up to her hips and and he felt himself stir with desire and a passion so deep he felt overheated in mere seconds. He let his palm slide across her flat belly and it lingered there for a moment as he wrestled with his desire to let it slip below the soft transparent material that barely covered her sex or with his goal to let her have a good nights rest. He watched her slow intake of breath, in and out; and he was transfixed by the peace she seemed to float in. The curtains lifted again as the room was bathed in a cooler breeze and he watched her shiver and turn into him with her hips rotating in his direction. He moved his hand from her belly and pulled her close gliding it around her bottom and up her hips until it stopped at the tattoo he had noticed when they made love for the first time again. The little bird with wings aflutter seemed so delicate and small and the pink heart that was placed below its branch it perched on seemed even tinier. He leaned over and peered at it as his fingers traced the outline and noticed that the heart was actually a broken heart, a detail he had missed when he had first seen it. He looked up at her now, following the lines of her body and stopping at her breasts that were barely covered by the white garment she wore. Her skin was tanned a glorious shade by all the sun and in contrast to the white material she absolutely glowed. He lowered his body down again to rest along side her while his fingers continued to stroke the tattoo and his eyes ate up the vision she was before him. When his head finally rested just below her chin his hands now moved of their own accord bringing her body closer to his own. The finger that had traced her tattoo now pulled the thin straps of her bralett off and a light tug brought the lacy material down her body. He moved his head closer until his lips met her skin and he began an exploration of the soft smooth curves of her breast. His hand filled themselves with her abundant and rounded bottom and he squeezed and massaged her ass cheeks until she stirred still sleeping but softly moaning as his mouth captured a budding peak. He pressed his hard as a brick arousal into her while he suckled her deeply and felt her arch her back in response. He licked his way to her other breast and teased it to a hard peak before capturing it between his teeth and gently tugging and twisting the soft delicate skin while she moaned again, slightly louder while her hands pulled his head closer. He felt sure she was still asleep and he reveled in the knowledge that even asleep she was his. Slowly he turned her on her back and slid himself between her legs, lifting them over his forearms as he whispered her name while he plunged into her heat in one long thrust. He watched as her eyes flew open and her lips puckered while moaning deeply his name "Caaaan". It was all he needed to continue with this slow lovemaking that had put a fire in his loins. He wanted it to last as long as possible so he took his time grinding deeply into her while suckling her breast and neck and then taking her mouth in a searing possessive kiss. When her hands gripped his own buttocks and she pushed back into his thrusts he increased his own pace making sure that he watched her intently as he did so. Her hands moved to his chest and he kissed her fingertips that moved to touch him wherever she could. Soon he gathered her hands and intertwined his fingers through hers while spreading her arms above her head and watched as he possessed her completely. It was both erotic and tender as he watched her from above. Her eyes glistened in the moonlight as she watched him equally as intently. His heart was filled with love so profound he was afraid he would weep form the strength of it. Instead he slowed his pace once more and spoke to her as he loved her "Canim....you are my soul. My only love. With you I am whole and complete. Askim...I wish to never be without you until my last breath. Seni seviyorum, bebek. I love you Sanem. I love you more than life". Her face seemed to be illuminated with love and light as tears slipped from her eyes amidst the sighs and breathless uttering of his name. She was his to love and protect and cherish and he would never let anyone get between them again. To live without her had been torture and to have found her and been accepted again by her had been a miracle. One that he didn't believe could be repeated should he cower at the first challenge life brought them. He breathlessly called her name over and over as he took them higher and higher upon a glorious quest for release. When he came inside her heat he knew that he could never live without her again and that it was up to him to mend every wrong and heal every wound she had suffered because of him. He held her tight and kissed her face with soft and feathery pecs. She smiled up at him and he smiled back saying what he had wanted to say from the moment he saw her again. "Marry me Sanem".