Caught Up In You

15 - Hold You Tight

Previously: Can: I have never felt this before. I'm getting closer, but want her to orgasm again. Reaching my hand down, I begin to rub her and her hips start to buck. I move faster and she's writhing under me and I know we're both close. "Bebek" is all I manage to say and we both deliriously lose ourselves in each other, moaning and breathing heavy, limbs everywhere.

Laying next to each other, coming off our high, I pull Sanem to my chest. She's tracing her nails up and down my abdomen and looks up at me and says, "Is it always like that?" "God, I hope so," I say to her. She smiles and we both drift off to sleep. 

Can
The sunlight makes its way into the room through the curtains, up to the sheets, making Sanem's hair shine brighter than it already does. Her hair is splayed across my chest, my hand gently playing with it while she still sleeps soundly. My other hand is lightly caressing her back and my thoughts of last night are making it hard for me to not wake her immediately to thirst the quench I have for her. I close my eyes and focus on my breathing to match hers and lay in bed waiting for this gorgeous woman to come out of her slumber so I can worship her body again. As my fingers curl her hair over and over, I realize that this is my last night here. I'm going back to Istanbul tomorrow and my calm breathing starts to become more of a panic. I don't want to leave her. I can't leave her- not now. Not after we've given ourselves to each other. I have never experienced anything like this before, while I'm not a virgin by any stretch of the imagination, I've never connected with anyone on this level. It's as if we were made for each other and I cannot picture life before Sanem. 

My heart is beating faster as I realize the push and pull of the situation. We talked about this before we came to Chicago. Sanem was explicit in telling me that she really wanted to do this on her own, she wanted to live alone and experience this workshop to the fullest extent and be completely focused on her writing. But that was before we made love to each other. I want to respect her wishes, but I also cannot fathom getting on a plane tomorrow. I'm so caught up in my own thoughts that I don't realize that Sanem's gorgeous brown eyes are staring at me. "Good morning," she says with a sweet, but concerned look on her face. "Can, are you okay?" I smile at her and pull her up to me and give her a kiss that turns more desperate than I planned. "Hmmm," she moans into my mouth, matching my intensity. I roll to my side and move her so she's parallel to me and so my hands have access to her whole body. I begin to worship every inch of her, peppering her with kisses on her chest. Pulling her breasts into my mouth and sucking elicits the most beautiful sounds out of her mouth. "Can" is all she can say breathlessly moan. 

I turn her on her back and position myself on top of her, I need to feel her. I need to be inside of her, claiming her and feeling her all around me. This woman is my lifeline and I can't get enough of her. She's turned a switch on inside of me and my need is insatiable. I crawl over her, putting my body weight on my forearms and place my forehead on hers, "I love you so much, Sanem," I say, holding back the tears that have built up from this intense connection I have with her. She puts her hands on my face and pulls me into a kiss as I enter her. She arches her back and I grab her lower waist keeping her back arched knowing the sensation feels good for her. Her body responds beautifully and she's let me take full control. I rotate between long and slow thrusts and pull a pillow under her to relieve my arm and allow me to go faster and deeper. She grabs my hand and pulls it to her stomach and begins to guide me further down and I smile at her attempt to tell me what she wants, knowing that she's still shy and unsure. Oh my love, you know I'll do anything for you to feel an ounce of what I'm feeling. It doesn't take long for Sanem to reach her orgasm and I'm thankful because I'm barely holding on. Within minutes I'm gasping for air and laying next to her, pulling her back to my chest and burying my face in her hair. 

Sanem
"Well that's one way of starting the day," I quietly say to Can with a smile on my face. "Are you okay, you seemed very...." "Needy?" Can says with a half chuckle and half apologetic tone. "Baby, you know I need you too, right?" I say back to him, pulling myself off his chest to look into his eyes and try to figure out what's really going on in that head of his. "So, what are we going to do today? It's our last full day in the city together, how do you want to spend it?" I ask him, trying to brighten the mood. "Well that's just it Sanem, I'm having a hard time wrapping my mind around leaving you. Especially now," he says while he brushes my hair out of my face. "Oh, I see. So this is what this morning was about? And here I thought you just couldn't resist me!" I say, taunting him a bit, feigning hurt feelings. "Baby, after last night and this morning, I'm not sure how we're going to leave this bed. I could spend the whole day in bed with you," Can says, smiling and kissing me. 

"Hmmm... well we certainly could stay in bed all day, but you promised to take me to your favorite place in Chicago and I really want to see it before you go. So maybe we can do both?" I enthusiastically ask, kissing him all over his face. He chuckles and reluctantly lets me go so I can take a shower.  

The warm water feels so good over my sore body. I knew I would feel a difference, but I didn't realize I would look different too. It wasn't a difference that anyone would notice, but I did - I could see the glow in my skin and it almost felt as if I grew up a bit overnight. Did that really happen last night AND this morning? Did I really lure him into the bedroom and want him to take the lead and make me his? I can't believe I woke up next to him, on his chest to him wanting more and be grateful that he did - because I am not sure how I'm going survive without him. I can't ask him to stay though, I made such a big deal about doing this myself. But that was before. Before last night, before I gave myself completely over to him. Before I surrendered to what was inevitable.  As I lathered up my hair up and felt my nails scratch my scalp, I felt a pair of hands curve around my waist. Can pulled me into his body and I giggled. "Can! You scared me!" "I hope this is okay, I just missed you. It was lonely out there without you," he said in a low sexy, whiny voice. "Can Divit, Mr. Travel All Over The World, is lonely in his own Chicago apartment after 10 minutes without me?" I said as I backed into the water, rinsing my hair. Once I opened my eyes, his were devouring my body. I felt a little shy, but before I could even think about it,  we were lost in each other again, and I was starting to believe that we'd never make it out of the bedroom, after all.