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"I didn't have an appetite since I smelled food all day. But I'm hungry now." He smiled.
"All of a sudden?"
"All of a sudden." He replied and she recalled she had some homemade meal, her aunt had made her in the fridge before she sighed. Well, that was the least she could do for someone who had been worried to death because of her that day, anyway.
"I still have some homemade meal in the fridge. You can eat that here., if you don't mind." She told him.
"Really?" He smiled again and she tore her eyes off him. The least thing she wanted to do was to be all goofy anytime he threw her a smile.
They were seated on at the dinning couple of minutes later and Tahti could not take her eyes off him even when he ate. Even though she found his attitude to be highly off-putting, her body did not.
Her eyes moved to his body, to the way his T-shirt fitted around his nicely shaped shoulders like a glove. She'd never undressed a man with her eyes before, but she was definitely doing do at the moment and the result was unnerving. How did he manage to exude such a potent sexuality without even trying?
"This is really tasty. I can't remember the last time I had homemade food."
"My aunt was the one who made all this." She replied, rubbing her eyes.
"Your aunt? The aunt who named you?"
"Yeah." She said, raising her palms to bury her mouth in them when she yawned.
"You must be sleepy."
"Yeah. It's probably because of the drugs...I'm so sleepy now." She replied and he dropped the spoon.
"Go lie down."
"It's fine. I will sleep after you leave."
"I ate your food, so let me help you." He said as she try to fight the drowsiness she was feeling when he rose to towards her.
"What?"
He suddenly bent to place an arm around her back and the other around the bend in her knees before he smoothly picked her from the chair and into his arms.
"Hey, what are you doing?...Hey, let me down..." She was saying, although she wrapped her arms around his neck so she wouldn't fall before he started to make his way to her bed.
She released her slippers on their way to the bedroom and she was dazed by the way, he gently lowered her to the bed when they arrived before he covered her with the bedspread.
There was a smile on his lips as he looked at her and sat by her bedside. There was a book nearby her bed and he picked it up before opening it.
"There was a boy in the small store. He waited for the girl at the entrance of the store everyday..." He read out and she laughed.
"What are you doing? You should go home now."
"I'll go home when you fall asleep.
There's no need to worry about me." He replied and she forced herself to sit up.
"It's worse to see you gone when I wake up later..." Her eyes widened as her voice trailed off on the realization of what she had just said.
Really, Tahti? Do you really have to let him know you want him so badly? She wondered and there was an awkward silence.
"Should I stay then?"
She swallowed. "I didn't mean that..."
He was right, if she was being honest with herself. She didn't want him to leave.
"You're really weird." She said, trying to change the topic. "The way you talk and the things you do...you didn't even think things through before calling 911, just because you were worried."
He smiled and took her hand in his. "Do you mean you want to think of me as a jerk, but I actually seem okay, right?"
Darn, but he was right again. And she hated that so much. "You're so annoying."
"To tell you the truth, I was shocked when I saw you with Dennis."
Demir was shocked? "Why?"
"I don't know." He said and she scoffed. "Maybe I got jealous...You deleted my number but you seemed happy with him."
"Then I guess you would have felt good when you saw me got rejected in the open." She said and he raised his hands to her shoulders before he gently pushed her back to the bed.
"Save my number again... Honestly, I'm not such a bad guy, am I?" He said.
Honestly, she didn't even know? She decided and the walls in her room started to spin. Was it because of the fever or because of him? Anyway, she felt so dizzy.
"Why are you doing this to me? Is it because my name means star?" She whispered.
"No. I have just been attracted to you from the beginning."
The very beginning? The first time they had met at the bar? What part of her had attracted him? She wanted to ask but everything looked like it would not stop spinning.
"Oh, I see." She muttered, rolling her eyes with a disgruntled sigh as he smiled.
"Gosh, you're so funny, do you know that?"
She turned to him and he raised her hand and made her cup his face. "What part of me is so funny?"
"You don't believe a word of what I said so why did you ask?"He asked and a smile crossed her lips as she narrowed her eyes.
"You're not really trustworthy, you know."
"Then will you see me in a different light if I try to earn your trust?"
"I don't know...That depends on how well you behave." She replied.
The rising sun cast a rosy hue across the morning sky. The light of dawn seeped in, reflecting its' rays to lit up her room.
She slowly tossed her head from side to side on the pillow, stirring awake, and the first thing her eyes were greeted with was by the sight of a towel on her pillow and her bedside empty, where Demir was supposed to be.
She raised her hand to her forehead to check for a fever as the door leading to her bathroom opened and she forced herself to sit up, as Demir walked out, looking raunchily sexy and she swallowed. Greeted with that morning's sight of him, everyday made her stomach curl with an alien sensation.
"Hey." She greeted.
"Good morning." He replied and walked towards her to sit on the edge of her bed before he placed a hand on her forehead. "Your fever is down."
She reached to pick up the towel on her pillow before she turned back to raise it to his face, a smile of appreciation dancing on her lips. "You really nursed me the old fashioned way. How ridiculous"
"Well, classic methods are the best." He replied before he rose to walk up to her dressing mirror. "I should get ready for school, I'll be so late if I don't."
She watched him rustle his hand through his hair, and her jaw almost dropped on seeing his hairstyle, which he had surprisingly let down that morning, and that had improved his appearance.
"Can you put your hair down?" She asked and he turned to her.
"It's uncomfortable."
"Still...For me." She replied and he looked like he was considering it before he slowly but sexily crawled up his way to her, at first, slowly, over the stairs and finally on her bed, not breaking eye contact with her as he did.
"Then..." He was saying as he sat in front of her. "I want to see you tie your hair up."
Tie her hair up? She was sure that almost every female college student would have abandoned that method of packing their hair since they was in high school.
He slowly took off the hair-band on her wrist and pulled down the hair band before raising his hands to her hair. He leaned closer and tingling and soft sensations shot though her spine. She soon felt heavy breathing against her neck. ridiculous after.
"It's pretty." He pulled back to examine once morted before he whispered once he was done and she raised her eyes to see he was looking at her.
Those parted lips was of his a silent invitation and warning, she thought as she stared but yet she wanted to feel them on hers again. She wanted to desperately crash herself in his arms and run her hands through his hair, as he drove her to a world of ecstasy and sheer pleasure, a world she wasn't sure he would have no problem with leading her to.
And then, she leaned forward to kiss him on the lips. It was brief, soft and tender, their first kiss outside her apartment was nothing compared to this.
She pulled back pulled back for a bit catching a glimpse of the lips that just left hers.
"Darn." She swore silently, knowing she would regret it later, but didn't stop.
He didn't seem surprised by the reaction, unlike the first night, rather this time he seemed to know exactly what her body and soul yearned. His hand snaked to the back of her head as his lips met hers again this time with reckless abandon. Her brain shut down immediately her last conscious thought being that she was about to get violated in the right ways.
His fingers moved expertly from caressing her cheek, to tracing her jaw line down to her chin lifting it up, building more friction between their lips. Little brushes of tenderness, contradicting the raw strength and power packed in those hands and body enough to crush her but choosing maximum gentleness instead. The lust poured over her in climbing waves as she tried fighting back with all the will power left in her.
He pulled back his hand and lips drawing her back to reality for a while, shortly before he set them on another coma inducing journey, his hand journeyed slowly on a trail down to her waist, before sliding under her pyjamas top pulling it over her head and tossing it to the floor.
His mouth took hers once more before he pushed her to the bed, his lips and body crashing down on top of hers continuing the joyous assault before she could catch her breath.
He kissed her with all the hard passion and lust she had always dreamed of but could never achieve with her past lover. He got tender, slow lovemaking with sweet poetic words murmured in her ear. Moves were coordinated like a beautiful song and although she was satisfied, and emotionally full, there was an ache deep in her body that never felt completely fulfilled.
She’d thought something was wrong with her and happily ignored that part of herself.
Until now, this very moment.
Pulling back again, he yanked off his pull off shirt throwing it to join her pyjamas on the floor.
Now, he was naked to the waist and she couldn't believe how exciting she found that. Quite instinctively, her hands reached out to touch him, to rove over his chest and ran down to where they were terminated at his trousers. She could feel his heartbeat beneath her exploring touch, telling her he wasn't nearly as cool as she thought him to be.
The wanting had already become a need so sharp that she had to resist the urge to dig her nails into his flesh. As it was, her fingers started to splay upwards, over his hard male nipples and up his strong smooth shoulders.
He moved so fast that it was a blur, his mouth crashing into hers, his arms crushing her into his naked chest, a tormented groan rumbling deep in his throat.
Tearing his mouth from hers,he pressed quivering lips down her neck and whispered his desire in the most explicit terms. The uttering of his need didn't shock her but only inflamed her further.
