It's a really quite and boring Sunday. Her in-laws are at the hospital with Hulya and the baby. Kerem is no show, he's somewhere with Volkan the last time she checked. She's gone shopping the other day and her new clothes are still at the bags, untouched. She pulls out a random dress and goes behind the curtain to try it on. Five dresses later Kerem walks in.
"My love?" He asks looking around the room for her.
"In here!" She says and she pops out with a red short dress with long sleeves and black leggings that make her legs go for days.
He doesn't speak, he just looks at her. No, he admires her and thanks his luck that God brought her to him. He's lost in his thoughts so he doesn't hear her talking.
"Hello?? I'm asking; do we like it? Should I return it?"
He pulls her to him and uses his low voice to speak. "I think we should get rid of those tights and get you to bed. From what I'm seeing the rest is easy to be removed..." his eyeing her with his sultry look and she almost melts in his arms. How on earth do he do that all the time?
"Kerem...."
"What? Everyone is out of the house." His fingers found the zipper at the back and start to lower it.
"To visit your niece!" She says implying that they should be there with them.
He either doesn't hear her or he pretends not to. He starts walking them and she's not sure how to disorient him. "Maybe it's time to make our own baby... so they'll be close to age when they grow up... Or we can just practice until we are ready." she sitting at his desk now, caged by his arms around her.
"Hmm... or maybe you can let me go so I can try on more clothes."
"Only if you promise me that you'll try them on in front of me, like a private show... I particularly like the undressing part. " His hands begin to rise the hem of her dress.
She pretends to contemplate his offer before she speaks, her index forming lines in his upper arms "Now that I'm thinking about it, I don't have more clothes to try on..."
"Oh yeah? And what's on those bags?" Kerem asks and motions with his head the three remaining bags on the floor.
"Why won't you check it?" She tells him, daring him.
He walks slowly and picks a random item without taking his eyes from her. He feels the silk before he sees it. A bright pink bodysuit is hanging from his finger from its strap, with black lacy details in both of the cups. The rest is in the same pinky color but with cuts everywhere so he can be able to touch her silky skin and the fabric at the same time.
He gulps with the images that are being formed in his head. How great this would look on her, how perfect it would fit, how he would make her scream his name... his pants are already getting tighter. He clutches the soft lingerie in his hands and Ayşe has to take it away.
"Do you know how much this costs mister? Give it to me!" She tries to take it but he raises it higher. She's without her heels so she doesn't stand a chance of taking it back.
"You didn't buy this for you... I mean sure it looks comfortable but I'm the one who's going to enjoy ripping it off of you."
She stops what she is doing and looks at him, considering her options. She places her hands over his chest and he freezes. She loves that after all this time she's still in total control of him. 'If he wants to play dirty...' she thinks and she starts unbuttoning his shirt slowly.
"What..? What are you doing?" He says with stutter in his voice.
She doesn't answer, she just looks at him. She opens the first button and kisses the newly exposed skin. He takes a sharp breath and she smiles but she continues her work. Three buttons later he's ready for complete submission and that's when she grabs her nightgown from his hand.
"Hey!" He says as the spell broke.
"As I mention before this is mine." She says and she runs away from him.
He chases after her as she runs in circles, around the room. She tosses the lingerie but with one fast maneuver he catches her and throws her in the bed.
"I believe I was promised a show. But first, you are going to have to be naked." His hands have already raised her dress and they are removing her tights as he speaks. She lifts her hips to help him and he bends to his knees to remove it completely.
He begins to kiss her legs and opens them up when he's at the height of her knees to place sweet, innocent pecks at her inner thighs. She sighs when his lips almost touch her entrance. But then everything stops.
His lips are against hers without even knowing how it happened. She kisses him back, taking his face in her hands.
"Answer me one question please." He says with his lips still touching hers. "How can you be so cute and at the same time so damn sexy? For the first time in my life I can't control myself around a woman..."
"For the first time? Weren't you a womanizer?"
"I didn't say resist. I said control. When you are around me I don't know if I should hug you or if I should rip your clothes off. It's so confusing."
She laughs at his frustration. "For now you can let me go get changed because we need to go to the hospital."
"But I love it here." He snuggles against her chest.
"If you do that I may consider letting you ripping of the pink lingerie... tonight."
He stands up immediately and takes her with him. He even straightens her dress. "We are leaving immediately." He says and she goes to put on something more comfortable.
"Wait a minute!" He says after a while. "I thought that you liked that one."
"Oh I do. But I like the others more..."
