Chapter 62

• His lips pressed against mine gently; then I started to stick my tongue in his mouth. I swiftly wrapped my arms around his sturdy neck. Reyhan brought me up with him and sat on his lap. The smell of alcohol sharply pierced my senses of smell, but it immediately didn’t matter to me anymore; the new problem now lay beneath my stomach muscles in my inner thighs.
• Reyhan slipped the nightgown I was wearing over my head, then threw it on the floor, my braless breasts exposed and challenging him. His breath catches as he stares at my breasts with his wild, hot, and passionate gaze; I’m the same as I’m currently wearing only my underwear. Then Reyhan kissed my cleavage and inhaled my scent greedily there, his lips gently pressed against my skin again, and then the tip of his tongue swept in a motion that made me tremble down to my groin. His face shifts to my right breast, his breath hitting the top of my sensitive breast, and he reflexively stiffens.
• “I know where to punish you, honey.” His words are a threat full of forbidden heavenly pleasures; the butterfly in my stomach spreads its wings in a waiting position, and my Inner Goddess continues her morning sleep under her warm, thick fleece blanket. At the same time, my mind is still lulled in her dreamland and has no intention of returning. Reyhan licked in a circular motion around the top of my breasts without touching them, and I knew this torture would be both beautiful and cruel. I screamed as he bit the tops of my breasts, my face turned to the ceiling, and my hands gripping his hair.