Chapter 38

• I fell asleep long enough and woke up when the sun had drowned; my eyes felt sticky and swollen due to crying before I fell asleep this afternoon. Reyhan had just entered the room when I just woke up; he pulled out his tie, throwing it in any direction, then let go of his coat and hung him on the hat near the wall in the closet; he then pulled out one of the edges of the white shirt he was wearing until he looked messy and sexy In one time. I quietly paid attention to his activities; he seemed not to think I was there, and I was ignored. I sat with the foot of the sucking to the side of the bed; I filmed my hair approaching my head and shed him. I got up and walked towards the bathroom. “Do you go to Doctor Grace today?” he asked, who stopped my steps before I opened the bathroom door. “Is that very important for you?” I replied by throwing a question: I would do it if I had to argue with him. “Yes, I still want to be alone with you,” he replied, and I was disappointed. “Until when ?? until you are ready ?? When will you be ready?” When will we be ready ?? “ I turned my body to face him; Reyhan looked at me with a surprised look. We paused to look at Reyhan , who approached me and squeezed my two shoulders. “I’m not ready for now, Mikaila; I still want to enjoy your moments with you. I want to show the world to you.” Reyhan looked at me pleadingly; I sighed, tired, then removed his hand from my shoulder.
• “I’m going to Doctor Grace after we go home from Europe,” I said, then turned around, but Reyhan held me. “What ?? It’s too long; you have to go tomorrow!” I said; I could see fear mixed with anger and confusion. I put my hand on his cheeks, and my desire to argue with him suddenly yawned like smoke disappearing in the air. “Okay, I’ll leave tomorrow,” I said, then Reyhan took me to his comfortable arms, the old aroma and my favorite. He kissed my head. “I want to take a shower,” he said softly. I smiled with a face heating up; it was a distant invitation containing a double meaning. “I, too,” I replied, almost in the form of a whisper. Reyhan took off his arms, and I looked up at him. The golden blind is luminated by hot, wild, and sexual pleasure passion. His lips fell on my lips, kissing me with an overflowing love. His hand lowered the zipper of my dress on my back, concentrating it gently; the dress slid, leaving my body piled on my feet. Reyhan took off our kiss, and I stepped out of the thing piled on the floor. I only wore a black bra and panties at the moment; Reyhan stroked my cheek with the back of his fingers and then went down to my chin, my neck; he touched the top of my breasts with the tip of his fingers, my body accepted the passion that slowly tightened the muscles under my stomach. “You’re gorgeous, Mikaila, you’re a beautiful creature,” Reyhan said, staring at my body with greed under his touch; my lips knew the desire that developed in me. “Open my shirt,” he commanded, very bossy; I took out a grin, and narrowed his eyes to me.
• “Are you grinning, Mrs Jariz?” he asked in a tone of wild, hot, and dark promise.