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Destiny - Part II
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With careful steps, I entered the guest bedroom, mindful of the creaking floorboards that might betray my presence. The morning sunlight streamed through the parted curtains, casting a warm, golden glow upon his peaceful countenance. Erdem lay there, his features relaxed in slumber, his hair tousled in a delightful disarray. The sunlight danced upon his face, highlighting the chiselled angles of his jawline and the gentle curve of his lips. A soft smile played upon my own lips as I observed him, taking in every detail of his handsome visage. His lashes, long and dark, delicately brushed against his cheeks, lending an air of vulnerability to his otherwise strong and stoic demeanour. Setting aside the fresh attire I had brought for him, crisp shirt, and neatly pressed slacks, I arranged them with care upon the table. A glass of water stood nearby, it’s cool condensation glistening in the morning light. I intended it as a small gesture of thoughtfulness, knowing that he might awaken fe
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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 bell
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Without waiting for my answer, Erdem took a step forward, his presence filling the small bathroom. I tried to slam the door shut, yearning for a moment of privacy, a space where I could let my tears flow freely, but he refused to allow me that solace. With an unwavering determination, he forced his way through, invading my personal space. Stumbling backwards, I kept my pained eyes locked on his face, refusing to break the connection. "Come here," he commanded, extending his palm towards me. I raised my perturbed eyes to meet his gaze, a mixture of defiance and vulnerability burning within me. Without uttering a word, I shook my head, my determination unyielding. I would not succumb to his dominance, not this time. "Nesta, come," he repeated, his voice dripping with authority and desire. My tense throat constricted, and my pulse quickened at the commanding tone in his voice. Yet, I remained steadfast, unyielding in my resistance. For a moment, he stood there, waiting for me to comply
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I breathlessly nod but he bit down on the sensitive skin on my neck making me gasp. “I need words.”“Yes!” I breathed out before I knew it, he was on his knees, wrenching open my legs before his salivating mouth. He looked up from under his hooded eyes as his hand hurriedly pushed my dress up, revealing my white and soaked panty before his eyes. His index finger caressed down my dripping cunt ever so gently drawing an impatient whimper from me. His finger gently pushed my panties away, his eyes drinking into my bare soggy pussy. I impatiently waited to feel his warm mouth on my aching cunt yet he leisurely draw circles, tracing my bundle of nerves. I mewled in desperation and his eyes darken further. The tip of his tongue lapsed out to trace his dried lips. Without prior warning, he latched onto my sensitive clit with a throaty groan.I gripped the edges of the mirror, my knuckles turning white, as waves of intense pleasure coursed through me. A breathy moan escaped my lips, unfiltere
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