Our Memories......The Second Time Around

Chapter Seven

His eyes could not move from her, as she was led across the garden to meet him. There  was gasps of amazement as her father presented her to Can. Her beauty had surpassed what anyone had thought possible, even Can. She glowed with love for him, as she took his hand, he smiled that smile of confidence, letting her know he only had eyes for her. What a devastatingly gorgeous couple they made. They were truly a prince with his princess, and their friends and family knew they were witnessing a dream come true. The ceremony was filled with their own words, spoken from the heart, not rehearsed. Promises and devotion for their love were made openly and honestly, and it all was sealed with a kiss from a man to his wife. Their guests applauded them as they were presented to the world as, " Mr. and  Mrs. Can Divit. What a fairy tale night, as they greeted their guests and excepted their congratulations and well wishes. 

After a long while in the greeting line, and posing for pictures that would surely end up in the paper the next day. Can was always followed and talked about in the entertainment world, as one of the most famous and eligible bachelors in Turkey. So the news of his marriage would cause quite a stir. The celebration lasted well into the night, lots of music compliments of CeyCey, the resident DJ of the group. The cake was a sight to behold, four layers of deliciousness, and topped with a large arrangement of flowers. The couple longed for the festivities to end so they could begin their lives as husband and wife. Can held his wife tight as they danced the last dance to end the evening, his heart full, so full it may burst. She circled him with her arms, and he bent down to nestle his face deeply into her neck, sucking in the aroma that will forever light his soul and fill his heart with love. It didn't seem real, she was his, and no one could ever take her from him, he would protect and love her for the rest of his life and beyond if possible. 

As the guests left, Aziz and Mihriban retired to her house, with a lot to talk about. Can led her up the walkway to their home, she was full of anticipation, not knowing what to expect. His look of love for her seemed to calm her a bit, but the fear of inexperience still rumbled inside her. What if she couldn't do what he wanted, or she didn't know how, she would be so embarrassed. But he knew she was pure and had saved herself for him, even if she didn't know it would be Can Divit, he did. This story was written years ago, that's why he had never found a person that he felt he wanted to spend his life with until now. Even Polen was a woman he couldn't or wouldn't commit to, because she never held his heart. 

They stopped at her door, bending down to kiss her, trying to calm her fears, he looked into her eyes, " My love, my wife, please don't worry. Everything will be fine." He whispered gently in her ear. " We have the rest of our lives to love each other, just let it be natural and good." She smiled and took his hand as they opened the door and entered their home and the happiness of the rest of their lives. He took her down the hall to the bedroom, with his eyes never swaying away, but holding firm with hers, he took control. She allowed him that, to show and teach her about the joy of loving and being loved. The ecstasy of it all hypnotized her, as he removed his shirt and then her dress, then his trousers, and then her bra. This ritual continued until they were both standing before each other, relishing their view of one another. His touch electrified her, as a shiver ran down her back, her breath was uneven and swallow. Those eyes that melted her, now charged her with desire and a thousand butterflies took flight inside her stomach. She placed her hand on his chest, he was soft, yet hard as a rock, she slid her hand down his abs and he sucked in a breath, and held it. She searched him, gazing at this man, so beautiful and hers. Her other hand joined in, rubbing the albatross tattoo, and catching his eyes with hers. A question of doubt in her eye was met with a gaze from his eyes saying, that she was doing fine.                 " Sanem, just touch and explore, I'm here and I'm yours." His hand rubbed her shoulders and moved down her back to her hips, and to her surprise there was a new sensation that exploded within her. His lips searched hers with hunger, he pulled her in molding her body to his, the power of it made her jerk and he quickly released her, " Are you ok, Sanem I'm sorry." He moaned. Her mouth was open with surprise, the feeling of his body pressed against hers, it had set her on fire. "Yes, I think I'm fine, just so many things I can't explain, but don't stop." I want to feel it all." She begged. He removed the clips that held her hair and let it fall, it wrapped around her shoulders and glided down her back. He pulled the band that held his and it fall loose and free, just the way she liked it. He ran his fingers through her hair, feeling it, touching it, it felt like silk in his hands. He scooped her up into his arms and laid her on the bed, her beauty blinded him or was it the tears, he wasn't sure. " Sanem, we can go slow until you are comfortable, I will let you lead the way." He spoke softly as he stroked her body. He slid in beside her, and their kiss sent them on the journey of desire and a love that lasted the rest of the night.

She was the first to open her eyes, laying on her side she felt a huge body of heat tucked in tight behind her. Her mind flashed, she smiled, " My husband, she thought, " he's my husband." The feeling of giddiness filled heart. And I'm his wife." Totally and fully, I'm his." All this was running through her mind in an instant. Her memory was vivid and with her photographic memory, it left nothing to the imagination, it even made her blush. She squirmed out of his grip, and made her way to the bathroom, she looked in the mirror to see if she looked different.... she knew she felt different. She was fulfilled and content with being Mrs.Can Divit, her a girl from a small neighborhood district in historic Istanbul. She smiled at herself, what had she done to be allowed this happiness. She hoped it would never end....

She heard him from the other room, " Sanem, bebek, are you ok." He called. " Yes my love I'm fine." She answered. " Good, come back to bed, we don't have to go anywhere today, but right here." I'm waiting" He pleaded.

She took one last look at herself in the mirror, and smiled, with that feeling of being his wife burning deep inside her, " Yes my love, I'm coming, are you ready?"...........