Moonlight 💫

***Bonus chapter***(18+)

Feraye felt like she was in the most majestic dream ever as she opened her eyes and her gaze fell on Ates, his messy black curls falling gently over his face, partially obscuring his peaceful features. His shirtless torso revealed well-defined abs, rising and falling with each breath, while his hand rested tenderly on her belly. Feraye turned to face him with a smile, her fingertips tracing the contours of his muscles as she placed soft kisses on his skin, savoring the warmth and intimacy of the moment.

Sunlight streamed through the sheer curtains, casting a golden glow across the room and highlighting the intricate patterns on the vintage wallpaper. The faint scent of blooming jasmine wafted in from the open window, mingling with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee from the kitchen. Soft linens and plush pillows surrounded them, making the space feel like a cozy sanctuary away from the world.

Feraye placed a gentle kiss on his lips, thinking he was still asleep. Suddenly, Ates held onto her lips and deepened their kiss, taking her by surprise. She started giggling, and he whispered, "Good morning," his voice husky with the remnants of sleep. He pulled her closer, wrapping her leg around his waist, her silk nightgown slipping sensually against his skin. As his hand caressed her leg, sending shivers up her spine, Feraye sighed contentedly. "I could wake up like this every day," she murmured, her voice filled with warmth and affection. Ates smiled, his eyes half-open, and replied, "I wouldn't want it any other way." The moment was enveloped in a tender, intimate atmosphere, as the world outside ceased to exist.

As her nightgown slipped further, revealing her smooth, delicate skin, Ates' hand continued to caress her with a gentle yet electrifying touch. Feraye's fingers tangled in his hair, urging him closer as he carefully removed the nightgown, leaving her in just her underwear. With a swift, practiced motion, he shifted positions so that he was now on top of her, his lips tracing a path from her neck downwards. 

He began kissing and licking her neck, eliciting soft moans that resonated throughout the room. His mouth moved lower, lavishing attention on each breast, licking and kissing every inch of her, drawing out deep, breathless moans of pleasure from Feraye. The room was filled with the sounds of their passion, the soft rustling of sheets, and the intoxicating scent of jasmine, as they lost themselves completely in each other.

As his lips traveled lower, he gently removed her see-through underwear, exposing her fully to his touch. He kissed her intimately, his tongue exploring her sensitive depths while his hand remained firmly on her breast, kneading and caressing with just the right pressure. Feraye's moans grew louder, her body arching in response to the waves of pleasure coursing through her. The room echoed with her cries of ecstasy, mingling with the heady scent of jasmine, as Ates expertly brought her to the brink of sheer bliss.

''Yesss....'' Feraye, overtaken by the intensity of the moment, shifted positions and straddled Ates' face, her wetness glistening in anticipation. Ates' hands gripped her thighs firmly, guiding her closer as his tongue began to explore her intimately once more. Feraye's head fell back, her fingers clutching the headboard for support as waves of pleasure surged through her, each flick of his tongue drawing louder, breathless moans from her lips.

Ates' breath quickened, his body responding eagerly to Feraye's every movement. His eyes, dark with desire, locked onto hers, communicating a wordless promise of satisfaction. "You taste incredible," he murmured against her skin, his voice thick with passion. "I want to make you feel everything." Feraye's grip on the headboard tightened, her hips moving in a rhythm that matched the intensity of his tongue.

"Ates," she whispered, her voice trembling with a mixture of need and pleasure, "don't stop." The room seemed to pulse with their combined energy, the outside world forgotten as they became entirely consumed by each other.

Ates gently shifted their positions once more, laying Feraye back onto the bed with a tenderness that belied the intensity of their passion. He positioned himself between her legs, his tongue tracing slow, deliberate paths along her folds, savoring every taste and sensation. Feraye's body writhed beneath him, her hands tangling in the sheets as she surrendered to the exquisite pleasure he was providing.

''Ates,'' She let out a wobbly breath, feeling like she might lose control of her voice at any moment. He was sucking on her clit like it was candy. His tongue was relentless, driving her to the brink of orgasm before backing off and starting all over again. He showed no mercy, only pleasure, as she trembled and thrashed beneath him.

He let go of her wet center as she pushed him back and climbed on top of him, her hands quickly tugging down his sleeping pants. She straddled him, her arousal evident as she hovered above his length, teasing him with anticipation. Ates sat up, capturing her lips in a deep, fervent kiss as she slid a hand between them, guiding his hardness to her entrance.

"I need you," she breathed against his lips, her voice laden with desire, as she slowly lowered herself onto him, both of them gasping as they became one.

Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, every thrust and grind intensifying the fiery connection between them. The room was filled with the sounds of their shared ecstasy, each moan and gasp a testament to the overwhelming pleasure they were giving and receiving. It was a dance of pure, unadulterated passion, where every touch and kiss seemed to ignite them further, binding them together in an unbreakable embrace.

He felt so good inside of her. Feraye gently pushed his body to the bed as she was riding him her hips moving in circles. His grip tightened on her hips as he thrust up to meet her, their bodies in perfect harmony. She moaned in pleasure as she felt him inside her.

She moaned as her phone started to ring, her body hesitating for a moment before Ates grabbed it and handed it to her. "Answer it," he murmured against her skin, his thrusts never ceasing. She took a shaky breath, her voice trembling as she answered the call.

"H-Hello?" she managed, her words interspersed with soft moans. The voice on the other end informed her that her father would be discharged today, but all Feraye could do was gasp and stutter as Ates continued to drive into her.

"O-Okay.... I will be there soon" she panted, her voice quivering with each thrust. She tried to focus on the conversation, but the overwhelming pleasure made it nearly impossible, her moans climbing higher as she struggled to respond coherently With a final, shaky breath, she managed to mutter, "I have to go." Ending the call, she tossed the phone aside, her focus entirely consumed by the intense connection with Ates. She leaned down to capture his lips, her movements becoming more urgent as they both chased their release.

''we have to go pick up my dad '' she said in between moans

He watched her intently, his eyes dark with desire as she rode him. Their gazes were locked in an unbreakable connection. His hands moved behind his head like a makeshift pillow, giving him a perfect view of her every movement. But the sight of her wasn't enough; he needed to feel her in every possible way. With a smirk, he licked his thumb and brought it down to her slick folds, teasing and playing with her clit.

''Oh...Fuck...''

Feraye's back arched in response, her moans escalating as the combined sensations drove her wild. She moved faster, her hips grinding into him with a desperate urgency, her skin flushed and glistening with sweat. The room seemed to pulse with the intensity of their passion, every detail etched into her mind—the way his muscles tensed beneath her, the look of raw need in his eyes, and the electric touch of his thumb that sent waves of pleasure coursing through her.

As they reached their peak together, a wave of euphoria washed over them, leaving their bodies trembling and spent. Feraye collapsed onto Ates's chest, her breath coming in ragged gasps, her heart pounding in her ears. Emotionally, she felt a deep sense of connection and vulnerability, a momentary escape from the complexities of their world, as she lay in his embrace, both of them savoring the afterglow of their shared intimacy.

Feraye sighed contentedly, tracing lazy circles on Ates's chest. "You're incredible," she murmured, her voice soft and filled with admiration. He smiled, his fingers gently stroking her hair.

"You make me feel alive," he replied, his eyes shining with affection. The room was bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun, casting a warm, golden light over their entwined bodies. "I love you," she whispered, leaning in to kiss him tenderly, their lips meeting in a slow, passionate embrace.

"I love you too," he echoed, their hearts beating in perfect harmony as they savored the quiet, intimate moment.