The Art of Love

I do trust you...

Sanem woke up and blinked several times before her eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room. She wasn't sure what woke her up from an otherwise sound sleep but when she turned to the side she realized that Can was not in bed. She looked toward the en-suite but the door was open and the room was empty. She sat up and pulled the light sheet off of her. She immediately realized that she was practically naked. The cotton nightie she had put on before getting in bed was no where to be seen. She didn't remember taking the garment off and began searching for it without the light on. As she fished around in the bedding she remembered that she and Can had quite a bit of wine to drink. A flash of memory had her abruptly sitting in the bed. Can had carried her back to their room and she had changed out of her clothing while Can did the same. They had already been sharing a bed so it was a natural progression to making out in bed as well. She closed her eyes and held the sheet to her chest as she remembered what transpired next. They kissed endlessly and soon their hands couldn't resist the heat of each others skin. Can slowly removed her nightie and she remembered how he stared at her as if she was the only woman in the world. Even now her skin felt hot and her heart galloped wildly. He settled her down while he enveloped her, looming over her and finding a place between her legs. They resumed kissing, and then Can was dropping soft kisses along her chest but taking his time before he took a pebble hard nipple in his mouth. She nearly came undone with the heat of it and when he began to suck she thought she might orgasm right then and there. With his other hand he massaged her other breast until he switched sides and began the process all over again. She felt on fire and gasped his name over and over again. When he looked up at her she was completely mesmerized by his lustful look. He stared at her for a great while and reached up to take her mouth in a passionate and sensual kiss. Her hands fisted in his hair and she was ready to give herself to him completely. When he began sucking on her neck and his hands trailed down to her hips she turned into a pool of molten lava. She was prepared to do anything and everything with him right then. His hands slipped beneath the band of her panties and soon they were gripping both her ass cheeks as his manhood was pressing into where she wanted it most. She was lost in a sea of sensations as her husband expertly brought her to the precipice and then the phone rang. Sanem opened her eyes from the explicit memory and pouted. She had been ready willing and able and the call came so abruptly it put a halt to their romantic reunion. Can apologized and rose from the bed to get his cell phone and answered the call. She remembered laying back in the bed and covering her face with her pillow, missing the body heat of her husband the moment he got up. When he finished the call he quickly came to her side of the bed and apologized and told her he needed to get down to speak with the head of security. There was an issue with an incoming storm and they wanted to speak with him. He kissed her gently and got up to find his clothes. She looked at the sculpted figure of her husband and blushed. His erection was hard to miss even in the darkness of the room. She pulled the pillow back over her head and whined in frustration. Somewhere along the line she had fallen asleep. Now as she sat there remembering everything she looked around and wondered how much time had passed. She hadn't looked at the clock when they went to bed so she had no idea what time it was when he left their room. She quickly got up and turned on the light and found her nightie and then a robe. She put them on and walked out of the room and down the hallway. As she approached the large open room beyond their master she noticed the curtains blowing in the wind outside the sliding door and then she heard Cans voice. He sounded upset as she approached. When she crossed the threshold and pushed the flowing curtain out of her way she saw him standing by the railing as be spoke on the phone. He was angry and cursing at the person on the other line. She was about to approach when she heard her name and stopped. The last thing she expected to hear out of his mouth came as a shock. "I told you. I don't want her with me". Her intake of breath signaled her presence and he turned toward her, then abruptly ended the call. "Sanem...I was about to come back up". The way he watched her told her that he wasn't sure what she had heard. She was reluctant to let the moment ride so she took a breath and then said "Really...by the sound of the conversation I would say you had plenty more to say. Now tell me what is going on". She folded her arms across her chest and glared at the beautiful man who was doing all he could to calm down. His chest was bare and he wore loose linen pants that blew in the wind. He regarded her carefully and she bit her lip before saying "We said no more secrets ... remember?" She slowly said the words trying to remain calm herself. "Why don't you want me to come with you? And where to?" She was determined not to fill in the blanks this time. She wanted him to tell her himself. "Sanem.... I....". He looked at her with such intensity that she was afraid of what he might say but she was damned if she would be in the dark again. "If we stand a chance at building a life together we must learn to trust one another with everything Can". He looked away from her for a moment and then looked back at her with a look of hesitation before he walked to her and right up into her space. She had to take a step back because he simply invaded all the room around her. "I love you Sanem. With everything that I am and I wouldn't ever jeopardize this chance with you again. I'm sorry if you still don't trust me...but I understand and I don't blame you". She looked up into his dark chocolate brown eyes and drew her eyebrows together. Something was off and she couldn't say what it was. He looked frightened if that was possible. They had gone through so much together that she thought she had seen all of his emotions but right now she sensed fear. "Can....what is going on". At that moment the night was lit up by a huge lightning flash and moments later a rolling thunder seemed to shake the foundation of the house. She immediately threw herself into his chest. His arms wrapped around her and held her close. The rain seemed to pour out of a seemingly clear sky and the noise of the thunder made it impossible to think of anything else. She felt herself tremble and then gasped as she was lifted off her feet and into his embrace and then he walked them back to their room. She held him tight and buried her head into his chest. When he stopped and sat on the bed he cradled her there kissing the top of her head and speaking soothing words to her. She felt silly at how her childhood fears still haunted her. Slowly he coaxed her into looking at him and what she saw was more than she needed to remind her how much this man loved her. She needed to trust him and tell him so. Whatever it was he had learned he would tell her. "Can...I'm sorry about what I said. I do trust you. I love you and I don't want to loo..." he slammed his mouth onto hers and rolled them backward into the bed with her beneath him. Suddenly the sound of the thunder and the rain was no longer heard over the roaring of her heart in her ears.