Like rain, I fell for you

Part 8 *Weak point*

So guys, once again, it's me with a new chapter. I am really glad you guys read my story and love it and comment it. It's as fast as I could update. Exams have started >.< but no way I'm gonna leave you guys hanging for too long! Anyways without any further ado, here goes the next chapter. xx❤

Demet's POV

I open my eyes to a night sky, city lights, slow music playing and snow falling so gently on the car window and I can't help but feel happy about it.. than I turn my head and stare at the most beautiful man on earth, so concentrated on the road that he doesn't even notice I'm awake.. so I put my hand on the back of his head and lean in to give him a kiss on the cheek..
"You're awake?" He asks, smiling so tenderly..
"Yes I am. It seems like I dozed off. I was so tired"..
"Yes you slept for some 10 minutes or so" he says as he touches my nose.
"Felt like 10 years though. Thank you"..
"It's a pleasure".. he says as he turns his eyes back to the road..
I don't know if it's the city lights, the night sky, the snow that's falling so peacefully and soundlessly or "Yüreğimdesin" repeatedly playing on the background that's making me feel drunk in love, but I can't help myself and stare at Can as he drives.. I could stare at him for hours and hours.. I could stare at him forever and never get tired of it.. He is the kind of man that makes you love him.. not just because the fact that his looks burn like fire but also because of what's inside his heart.. he is such a loving person, patient, caring, kind with everyone around him.. how can I not fall in love with him? He makes me feel a love that I never thought I would be able to feel for anyone. But I do, for him... He's everything that I ever wanted.. I feel it in me that he can offer me a love and passion that consumes my entire being.. he's adventurous and at times mysterious and that's what makes me crave him even more.. I want to know what's hiding behind that mysterious mind of his.. I want to know his plans about the future.. I want to know what's on his mind, what or maybe who is he thinking about right now for starters.. is it me? I wish it's me.. I want to get to know him better than I already do.. I want him to tell me everything about him.. good things or bad things.. I want to connect with him spiritually, more than I already am.. I want him to need me as much as I need him.. although, he does. I know he does..
I can't help but stare at how serious his face is when he is concentrated, how his hand is placed on his chin, and arm muscles showing.. and here we come to the point where I just have to appreciate the way he looks.. damn, he looks sexy.. I can't even find a perfect word that matches just how crazy his body makes me.. I can't help but think of more inappropriate things than appropriate things that I would do to him if his body was mine.. I feel my stomach boiling by just thinking of that.. let's get this straight though, I love everything about him, but his body is something that I can never resist..
"We're here" I hear him say, interrupting my thoughts..
"Oh, great. Come in, let me at least offer you a drink for driving me home" he seems as if he's gonna say no at first, but than he accepts my invitation, and I couldn't be happier..
As we walk our way through my house, I trip on something and almost fall down if it wasn't for him to catch me..
"Easy there babe " and I don't know what to think about right now.. the fact that his arms are on my lower back, holding me for dear life or that he just called me babe! God damn, how can he possibly say babe and sound so sexy..
"Thank you. I'm good." I say, breathless and as we start walking up the stairs, with him behind me, I trip again, but this time I literally fall behind and he catches me, so now I'm pressed against him, my back facing him.. I wish I could stay like this forever.. I feel him getting "uncomfortable" because my lower back is literally pressing his front.. he wraps his arms around my stomach, caressing it, his head on my shoulder, leaving kisses to any open skin he can find, as he goes up, mouth on my ear, whispering so quietly
"You have no idea of the effect you have in me" .. and that was my undoing.. so I lean back, not daring to face him, but I do lean back closer to him, leaving no space for air, letting my head free on his shoulders, wrapping my arms around his, while he continues giving me small tongue-kisses on my neck. DAMN! I don't want this moment to be ruined, but we have to go inside otherwise paparazzi may be out there and I don't want them to see us..
"Can, baby let's go inside" he nods and we start walking the stairs, but never leaving each others bodies..
As soon as he kicks the door shut, he pushes me into the wall, while I pull him closer to me.. than he starts kissing my neck and I take his jacket off.. and the next thing he does makes me want to scream.. he runs his hand up my skirt as he kisses my ear and pulls me to the bed.. and I take him on top of me, while I kiss his face, his neck and he starts kissing the length of my body.. moving down my chest, my stomach and than I decide to do something that would make him go crazier.. I pull him up and get myself on top of him, grinding while slowly going down to kiss him..
"You're going to be the death of me" he says as we stop the kiss to get air.. I grind my hips against his, put my mouth on his ear, and whisper "I know".. reassuring him that I know he craves me as much as I crave him.. but it's not the right time, not yet..
"So, coffee?" .. he looks so surprised, and happy and turned on that I can't help but smile and feel proud of myself because I'm the reason he's like he is right now..
"I would prefer a beer" he says, hands on his forehead, cursing under his breath..
Oh man, the tortures I'll give this man.. now even more, knowing that I am his weak point.. more accurate, my body is his weak point.