10 Minutes

"He wants you"

The ride back to the hotel was quiet. Can's thoughts were all over the place but he tried to quell the feelings of insecurity as he held Sanems hand all the way there. They hadn't said more than a few words to one another the whole ride back to the hotel. Can kept steeling glances at her trying to read her thoughts but she wasn't giving anything away. The words of Alejandro Karaja still resonated with him. He squeezed her hand as they arrived before letting it go as he got out of the taxi, walked around and opened the car door for her. Before she could get out he bent down and kissed her soft sweet lips. He caught her by surprise and a slow smile crossed his lips as he saw a slight blush begin to color her throat and cheeks as she looked around the busy hotel entrance. This wasn't Costa Rica and she was a properly brought up Turkish woman from the májale. Public displays of affection, even amongst spouses, was still pretty uncommon around the older generation and outside of Istanbul. He helped her out of the car and held her hand as they crossed the lobby entrance. The hotel manager quickly approached them and explained that they had some issues with the elevators and that the stairs would need to be taken until they were repaired. Sanem graciously smiled at the nervous man while he sighed deeply, clearly displaying his annoyance at the poor timing of it all. Sanem looked back at him with a frown and so he nodded back at the older man and smiled. Or in his case grimaced. She pulled him toward the stairs while scolding him for his rude manners. In his defense he just wanted to be back in the room and alone with her and this was not in his plans. As they walked up the three flights of stairs to their room he was right behind her. Step after step he found that the exercise wasn't at all bad. He listened to her voice as she spoke but for the life of him he didn't have a clue what she was talking about, something to do with houses; but he had stopped listening and found himself ogling his fiancés behind. He could barely tear his eyes away from her as he watched how her skirt fluttered away from her shapely legs and then pressed against the outline of her ass. It reminded him of the first time he saw her, the day he nearly ran her over. Every step she took he managed to catch a glimpse of some part of her round and smooth derrière. From his vantage point, a few stair steps behind her, he had the perfect angle to watch her too short skirt flutter and ride up with every step she took. It was indecent what he imagined doing to her and he decided to recommend she not wear such short skirts any longer. It could be someone else behind her next time. As she continued to climb up the stairs he let her get a little further ahead and cocked his head to the side watching her slender, well muscled legs  move slowly away from him. She realized he wasn't following right behind her and twirled around seeking the reason for his delay. She nodded her head quickly from side to side, not understanding why he had stopped but the grin on his face caused her to frown without understanding. He on the other hand got what he wanted. She unintentionally flashed him a considerable amount of bare skin, not once but twice as she twirled back and continued to the landing. At first he caught the full view of the front of her sheer black panty, with a tiny bow in the middle, and just below her belly button. Then he got the glorious view of her backside when she turned back around. Her ass was perfection and he wished he was the narrow strip of fabric that slid between the cleft of her smooth soft skin. He felt his body react as it always did. He rubbed his face with his open palm and took a deep breath. When they reached the door to their room he fumbled in his pants for the key card feeling his jeans a little to tight in the crotch. She was right in front of him and so he pressed up against her while wrapping his arms around her to unlock the door. She gasped a little, no doubt at the feel of his bulge pressed up against her silk skirt. When the door opened and she walked in he quickly kicked it closed and reached for her arm, pulling her back against him and claimed her mouth as she gasped in surprise. The feel of her lips and mouth made him shudder in need to have her. He bent her backwards and moved his hands down and under her skirt to fill his hands with her full and luscious bottom. She gasped again and he quickly doubled down on the kiss as his mouth dominated hers, sexually dominated it with his tongue. His fingers moved just under the edges of her thong, at her hips, making her squirm, but before she could let reason break the moment with words, he quickly picked her up, supporting her under her buttocks as he carried her to the couch, not waiting to make it to the bedroom. When he let her lips go she looked up at him with eyes glistening with surprise and wonder, "Can...I think we need to..." but he didn't want to talk so he covered her mouth with his own and pulled her body as close to his own as he could. His hands climbed up and down her back but that wasn't good enough. He pulled at the cap sleeves of her peasant style blouse until he had it down her chest exposing her full breasts covered only by a sheer black demi-cup bra. When he broke away from her mouth, he looked on, satisfied at how swollen her lips were already. He then slowly and lasciviously starred openly at her perfect breasts that were peeking through the sheer fabric. He was nearly salivating at he thought of sucking on her nipples that were even now tightening under his gaze. He had her straddled over his hips while his back was against the couch. He moved his hand down her arms, pulling the garment further down and capturing her arms in the process. He felt possessive over her, filled with the need to dominate her and make her his in the most carnal way. He wanted to show her she had chosen well and that it hadn't been a mistake trusting him once more and giving them both a chance to live their love. She belonged with him, and only him. His movements seemed a bit rough to him as his need for her made him clumsy but he couldn't stop himself right now if he tried. She was just too hot, too erotic and naive all at once. He yanked her blouse further down and hooked his fingers under her bra straps and yanked them down as well, freeing her breasts and watching as they spilled out of their confines. He bent his head and gently pulled her up and to him until his mouth was pressed against a tight little bud, gently licking around it over and over until he took it in his mouth and sucked hard while he squeezed the other full mound as she moaned in response. With one large hand at her back and her arms trapped by the sleeves of her blouse she couldn't move and that was exactly how he wanted her. He feasted on her nipple and a surge of satisfaction spread through him as she called out his name while she arched her back letting him have his way.