For Sami
Previously:
He bent down and swooped her up into his arms, carrying her back to his house for no other reason than he wanted to hold her in his arms. She looped her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek before she rested her head against his shoulder. Serkan smiled like a little boy, his dimples showing and his ears turning pink.
"You make me happy, Eda." His eyes were soft and she melted against him. Her robot had a heart after all.
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Back inside, Serkan set Eda down on her feet. "Stay right here."
Hardly any time had passed when he came back with two fluffy towels and some neatly folded clothes. He dropped one towel and the clothes on the couch and unfolded the other one, wrapping it around her shoulders. He rubbed his hands up and down her arms and her back through the towel, drying and warming her. "Is that better?"
She nodded. "Yes, thank you."
He let go of the towel and it fell open and hung from her shoulders. He looked from her face down to her chest. The way her wet red dress clung to her skin didn't leave a lot to the imagination. He could see her hard nipples straining against the tight bodice, and again, the vision of her underneath him, his mouth suckling her breasts flashed through his mind, made all the more vivid by the kiss they'd just shared.
He forced his eyes back up to hers. His heart was pounding and he fought the compulsion to check his pulse. He cleared his throat. "You should, um, you should get out of that wet dress." She arched her eyebrow, flirting with him, and he laughed quietly, realizing how he sounded. "I mean, you should change into something dry. I brought you a T-shirt and a pair of shorts." He handed them to her.
"Okay. Yes. Thank you." Eda took the clothes from him. She couldn't stop smiling, and she didn't remember ever being so nervous around a man before in her life. "I'll go change."
Serkan was smiling too. "Yes. I'll be here."
Serkan went into his office and dried off quickly, changing into a pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt. He made tea with lemon for the two of them and he was sitting on the couch looking at his phone when Eda came out of the bathroom. She cleared her throat, and he looked up at her.
Desire slammed through him at the sight of her in his clothes. His eyes slowly traveled over her body from head to toe. She'd rolled the waist of the shorts several times so they'd stay up on her slim waist, making her long legs look even longer. The black T-shirt was a V-neck, and it was several sizes too big. The way it hung from her frame only emphasized her full breasts and slim build.
She came and sat cross-legged next to him on the couch, her knee touching his thigh. Serkan looked down at their legs, and his heart thudded in his chest.
"You made tea?" Her question brought him out of his lustful thoughts.
He handed her a mug and she accepted it gratefully, closing her eyes as she inhaled the aroma. "Yes. It has lemon in it, to help us relax." He smiled at her as he took a sip from his mug.
She cocked her head to the side and smiled at him. "Are you not relaxed, Serkan?"
He laughed. "I'm a lot of things, but relaxed isn't one of them."
She put her mug down on the table. "So tell me more about how sad you were without me. That was my favorite part." She leaned her elbows on her thighs and rested her chin on her fists and looked at him, her eyes teasing.
