The Billionaire's Daughter

Chapter 16

Sanem and Beste were sitting in the eucalyptus steam room after they had both received massages. Neither one of them spoke, it was almost as though they were having a spiritual moment. Taking in the lovely silence around them, while allowing their bodies to relax. Sanem stretched her legs out and readjusted the towels holding up her neck as she laid back down, taking in a deep, full breath. 

As she concentrated on her breathing, she felt herself start to dose off. Her thoughts drifted to last night when Can came into her room to surprise her with a spa day. She knew he needed a break but she couldn't help but see something else hidden in his eyes. Desperation? Longing? 

Either way, she knew she couldn't refuse him because he looked so determined to make her go. The moment she accepted, his lips met hers. Hastily, quickly and with so much passion. She almost fell backward from the intense contact. 

"Sanem, I don't know what you're doing to me. But I need you. I want you," Can breathed in her ear. He started nibbing and sucking right in the spot between her ear and jaw that took over her senses. She couldn't think when he was doing that. She could only react to him. 

She grabbed the hem of his shirt and knowing her intention, he helped her remove it. Her hands skimmed his torso, feeling every ridge and curve as his kisses became needier. He wanted nothing more than to bury himself in her and get lost.

Can picked up Sanem and she wrapped her legs around him. "What do you need?" Sanem said barely above a whisper, her breath ragged. This was how they always were, push and pull. It fit them well, they needed it from each other and it was all they really could give without emotions taking over. Neither one of them was willing to dive into the emotional part of whatever this was. 

"You, I need you. I need you now," he responded as he removed her shirt and pulled her pants off. While he was on his knees, he pulled her to the edge of the bed. Using his arms to spread her legs, he started kissing her inner thighs, moving up slowly, almost too slowly to give her what she needed. She almost whimpered as he made his way to her center. 

The noises Sanem was making was beyond her control. The moans of need and the moans of pleasure, coursing through her body. As his tongue started lapping her, she grabbed his hair and pulled. He chuckled at the response, sending vibrations through her folds as she gasped for air while he was deliciously torturing her. 

"Can..." was all she could muster. As he added fingers to his tongue movements, Sanem bucked her hips up, barely able to contain what was happening to her body. She fell apart in seconds. He pulled her further up on the bed, positioning himself over her. Reaching down, she gently grabbed him, pulling him in long strokes. His breath hitched and his eyes closed. 

She knew he loved her touch, he melted into her when she touched him. She wanted to do more, make him feel as he made her feel, but he wasn't having it. He couldn't take it much longer, all he wanted was to fill her. To be inside of her. He pulled her hand away and kissed her as he entered her. 

He couldn't hold back, all the thoughts of what to come, poured into his emotions. He needed to protect her. He wanted to protect her. He wanted her to feel that he was there for her. Each pump into her he went deeper. 

Sanem felt everything. Felt his angst, his fear. She knew something more was coming of this, but she knew he needed her. He needed her to get through whatever this was. She matched his intensity each time he seeming slammed into her. She was building again, feeling the warmth that was quenching at her center, knowing it would be more than the last. 

They both were chasing the feeling, chasing the release. They found it together, heaving and holding desperately onto each other. Can eventually pulled out of her and rolled over, not to crush Sanem. He grabbed her and she laid her head down on his chest, drawing circles on his abdomen. They fell asleep to the sound of each other's breathing, without saying another word to each other.