Chapter 105 Yearning's Respite - Part Il

• My breath hitched, as I realized the sheer proximity between Erdem and me. We had shared a bed for weeks, but never before had our bodies been pressed together in such an intimately sensual way. Every inch of his hardened muscle and flesh moulded against mine, igniting a furnace of longing within me. The heat radiating from his body seeped into my own, mingling and merging until I could no longer discern where he ended, and I began. As my fingertips traced the lines of his back, I felt the subtle play of his muscles, firm and defined, sending tremors of anticipation coursing through my veins. It was a symphony of skin on skin, a dance of tactile pleasure that awakened a primal hunger within me. Our bodies fit together as if destined as if yearning for this precise connection.
• And in that closeness, I couldn't help but be aware of the captivating evidence of his desire. His erect cock, rigid and throbbing, strained against the confines of his pants, pressing insistently against my belly. It commanded attention, a silent plea that left me breathless with need. The contours of his arousal taunted me, aching to be unleashed and explored.
• At that moment, my heart swelled with gratitude as a rare opportunity to touch him the way I yearned for presented itself. I glanced around, my eyes darting across the room, and found myself standing at the corner of my side of the bed. The realization struck me with a mixture of surprise and anticipation. He was here, on my side of the bed, as if drawn to me by an invisible force. The disarrayed pillow on the opposite side hinted at his urgency as if he had crossed over in his sleep, seeking my warmth, my scent. Was it a mere coincidence or had my soul summoned him in the middle of the night?