Heat Wave

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When Ceylin gets out of their caravan after Ilgaz parks it, she can't stop the delighted squeal that leaves her lips. They're by the lake, the water glistening in the hot afternoon sun, and she already can't wait to get out of her clothes and go swimming. The lake is surrounded by the forest, but what for her is the best upside of this location is that they're all alone in there, complete privacy of the place making Ceylin already making eagerly plans for the two of them. She takes off her shoes and sighs happily. She walks around the place a little, enjoying the feel of soft grass under her feet.

She looks around the place with awe and smiles happily when Ilgaz's hands snakes around her waist, hugging her from behind. They stay hugging like that for a while, just the two of them savoring the nature around them and enjoying the atmosphere of peacefulness that this place emanates.

She can't help, but to start slightly swaying in Ilgaz's arms when she hears familiar tones of Uzunlar coming from their radio and Ilgaz must have noticed her little movements, because soon after he turns her in his arms and start dancing with her, his eyes glinting with joy. They are dancing like that for a few more songs, happy and completely lost in their own little world.

"It's so hot today, it feels like I'm melting in this heat," Ceylin complains when they return to the caravan to set up a camp and start preparing a dinner. She tries to fan her face with her hands, but it doesn't bring any relief to her poor, overheated body.

"If you want, you can take off your clothes, I won't mind that," Ilgaz answers jokingly which earns him a light slap in the shoulder along with an expression of a playful outrage on Ceylin's face.

"Ah, ah, careful Avukat Hanım, this is an attack at a state prosecutor, I could arrest you for that." Ilgaz says and wraps his hands around her waist, pulling her close and brushing her nose with his.

"It wouldn't be the first time, Sayın Savcım," she murmurs with a faked irritation, although the effect is diminished somewhat by the wide grin that appears on her lips.

"And probably wouldn't be the last one either," he said and before she could register his word and complain, he distracts her with soft kisses that she eagerly returns, deciding that she'll punish him for his mocking words later, preferably in their bed.

"Okay, let's go back to work, we need to set up everything before preparing dinner. If you want to cool down a little, there are cold drinks in the minifridge," Ilgaz plants a quick kiss on her forehead and squeezes her neck affectionately, before turning back and starting to unfold their portable table.

She goes to the fridge but instead of taking something to drink, her attention is drawn to the ice cubes that she finds there. She takes one of them and rubs it on the skin of her neck, moaning loudly at the sensation. She closes her eyes with a bliss and throws her head back, enjoying the relief the coolness provides for her overheated body. She can hear some shuffling and a muffled groan behind her back so she turns and from the half-closed eyes she watches as Ilgaz is swallowing with difficulty, observing her every move. When Ilgaz uncomfortably moves to adjust his rapidly growing boner in his shorts, she smiles inwardly, deciding to have some fun and torture her poor husband for a little bit. She moves the ice towards the front of her neck, circles it around her pulse point - his favorite spot to kiss, and goes lower, towards the neckline of her top. The cold droplets of water are running down her skin, but instead of feeling relieved at the sensation, she only finds herself getting hotter as she secretly watches Ilgaz's reaction. His eyes are following every movement of her hand, like a predator watching his prey, while his boner gets even more evident and hard in his pants. Her hand drops lower, towards her cleavage and now the droplets start disappearing under the fabric of her top. Ilgaz licks his lips hungrily then, all the time not tearing off his gaze away from the ice and the sight of him sends a shiver down her spine. She muffles the moan as she feels her panties getting soaked already and she shifts slightly, pressing her legs together to alleviate the growing ache between her legs.

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