My heart beats for you alone

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“Oh I will, forever and always
Put you before me, to the end of time.
But until then, till my last breath rolls in
Oh I am yours and you are mine.”

The song is “You Are Mine” by Spencer Combs feat. Holley Maher. I liked that it is a male/female duet, especially for this chapter, and the lyrics are so meaningful for them.

-Her-

“Condoms!”

She could not believe she just shouted that word at him like that. She thought she would die of mortification. I’m gonna die a virgin I guess. 

He slowly peeled her hands from where she hastily slapped them over her face. She was resisting. She didn’t want to look at him.

“Baby? Will you look at me?” his voice was soft and sexy. Damn him.

She shook her head.

He was stronger than her so he took both of her hands in his and pulled them down to rest in her lap. She had no choice but to look at him. He was smiling like an idiot. Like he loved her.

“Don’t hide your beautiful face from me, sevgilim.” he brushed her hair out of her face.

“So, I just made a series of assumptions in my head, but I want to run it by you in case I’m wrong, tamam?” he was still smiling like an idiot.

She nodded and fought a smile.

“You wanted me to buy us condoms, so we could use them?”


She blushed harder but nodded.

He looked like he was trying to contain his joy but he was failing miserably. “So, you are ready? I mean, we don’t have to and I really don’t want you to feel pressured at all, but…”

Her lips slamming into his shut him up immediately. She didn’t want to talk about it anymore, she just wanted to do it. But she stupidly shut him up before they could figure out how to actually get the protection they needed to do the deed.

She abruptly pulled away from him. “Can?”

“I have some in my suitcase.” he said in a rush before diving back in to her mouth.

How the hell did he know what I was going to ask? Wait. He had some already? 

She pulled back from him again but this time he rose on his knees and followed her, maintaining the kiss. She was going to ask him about how and when he got what they needed, but he didn’t give her the chance. Now he had her pinned in the chair, he stood upright and had his hands on the arms of the chair boxing her in. His tongue begged entrance and she opened for him. She felt herself melt under him. He had this ability to get her to do anything he wanted. It was never malicious, and it was always ultimately her choice, but something about his confidence and physical strength combined with his kindness and gentleness, coerced her to do anything. He used her pliability to his advantage and pulled her up to stand with him.

He refused to break the kiss even though their height difference was large now with her in bare feet. She was on her tiptoes and balanced by putting her hands on his chest. She could feel his heart fluttering away. So maybe he was nervous too? Or excited. She was a little of both. He had one hand on the small of her back pressing her closer to him and the other one was tucked in her hair. She knew he loved her hair and she had purposely left it down in loose waves just for him.

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