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Everything we could've been

Chapter 6

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“So Ilgaz, I was wondering if you’d like to go on a date with me, right here right now.” Ceylin says shyly.

 

How weird would it be if he asked her to slap him or pinch him ? He’s pretty sure he’s asleep and dreaming right now but the way Ceylin is smiling at him and gives him butterflies in his stomach tells him he’s very much awake. 

“Of course I would love to. But how ?” Ilgaz says, still completely in shock over what’s going on. It’s not a joke right ?

“You’ll help me get in the boat because of my heels and then the captain will sail on the Bosphorus for sunset.” She explains teasingly, aware of what he actually means.

He ends up doing what she asks him for, holding her hand as she half jumps from the pier to the boat and he watches her as she gives the captain the green light to ship. Ceylin then takes his hand and walks him up the stairs to the boat’s terrace. It wasn’t a big boat, but definitely large and fancy enough for a date. Yes, it is a date! He reminds himself, struggling to contain a smile. She turns and stands in front of him, staring at his shirt frowning.

“One more thing.” Ceylin says distractedly as she puts her hands on top of his chest and slowly loosens the knot to take his tie off him and undoes the two first buttons of his shirt. “Better.” She exclaims satisfied with her work.

She motions for him to sit and he turns to find a well decorated table with snacks and champagne. He realizes Ceylin did all of these things for him. She planned all of this, the boat, the food, even including Eren to get him here. Ceylin was hardly good with organization skills and this looks like a very well-thought plan she took the time and effort for. Damn, he could tear up.

“Ceylin, what’s going on ?” He asks her softly as she sits next to him. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m over the moon to be here with you but I would love more context.” He bargains.

“You said you will wait for me for when I wanted to be with you.” She starts and he nods. “But what you didn’t understand is that I’ve always wanted you because there is nobody else I’d rather be with. It took me a little moment to realize that, but I got there and I’ll make it up to you.” She says determinedly.

“Selim ?” Ilgaz asks awkwardly. 

“I told him I was in love with someone else.” Ceylin shrugs, intertwining her fingers with his while his arm is stretched on the backrest of the couch and he struggles not to shiver.

Oh.

“You are ?” Ilgaz whispers in disbelief and growing excitement.

“Yes. I am in love with you.” She tells him, grinning and everything seems suddenly right in his world.

With their locked fingers, he pulls her hand to his mouth and kisses her knuckles tenderly. “I’m in love with you too.” He says, mirroring her expression.

“I know you are.” She smiles. “Now, normally people get to know each other in first dates but we skipped this part a long time ago so we could just keep staring at each other while the boat goes along the Bosphorus.” She giggles after a while of them doing just that and Ilgaz laughs.

“Okay, tell me how you came up with this idea.” He suggests.

Ceylin then starts narrating her whole week since they last met in their café. Ilgaz is enchanted when she tells him she had actually wanted to be with him, but before she could voice it, the phone call interrupted their conversation. She still went on with her wish but in a more elaborated way, and so later that same day she had another conversation with Blondie to tell him the truth and break up with him, and he took it surprisingly well apparently. Ilgaz doesn’t feel bad about him though; he was a loser and Ceylin was way too good for his cringy ass. She then jokingly explains to him how she also had to pick ideas for their first date when she remembered that one of her clients rented boats and cruises.

“You could have come up to me when you made your decision. I would have taken care of that.” Ilgaz says softly.

“You will have to stop being so cute because I don’t think I can take falling for you more than I have already.” She jokes with a fond expression. “I had to do this for you because I’ve already put you through enough. However, if you’re keen on doing something for me and our relationship you can take care of how our first kiss would be.” She winks as she gets up to pour them a drink. Ilgaz smiles widely. She clearly said they were in a relationship now and that she wanted him to kiss her; it’s truly a living dream.

“I would do anything for you.” He grins.

The boat was well sailing on the water, and had already passed one of the famous Istanbul bridges, with the sun lazily disappearing behind the city’s skyline. Ilgaz gets up too and removes the champagne bottle and glass from her hand to put them back on the table. He sneaks a hand low on her back, feeling the softness of her silk red dress against his palm, and gently pushes her towards him, reducing the distance between their mouths to millimeters. She wraps her hands around his neck, closing it in with her fingers.

“I didn’t mean necessarily right now.” Ceylin whispers as she moves her eyes from his to his lips, wetting her own.

“I think we’ve waited long enough.” 

They smile simultaneously right before their lips lazily touch. They’re not kissing yet, only enjoying the intimate contact, discovering the feeling of touching each other. Ilgaz then proceeds to swiftly graze his teeth on her lower lip, barely biting it. She smiles and he cups her cheeks, she looks so tiny in between his hands. It feels so good to hold your whole world between your hands, he thinks to himself. Despite her heels, Ceylin still has to stand on her toes to reach his face and so, in a slow move, he lowers his head and leisurely kisses her. A rush of love and warmth passes through his body and he struggles not to shiver. Her lips are soft and delicious, much more than he’d imagined them to be. Without breaking contact with her mouth, Ilgaz moves one of his hands to hold the back of her neck and the other returns to its place on her lower back whilst she’s the one cupping his cheeks. She stops for a second to smile and then kisses him again, with as much love, and he completely melts.

 


 

Ever since their date two weeks ago, Ilgaz has made it a habit to pick up and drop off Ceylin from her family’s house everyday, whether she’s accompanying him to the courthouse or going to her office and back. They regularly went out for food or to the movies or anything really, just to spend time together, to his biggest delight. They really are just taking their time together, enjoying each other. Their friends don’t know yet about this latest update of their relationship so he and Ceylin are purposefully late to game night at Neva’s this Friday evening to surprise everyone.

It’s cheesy but Ilgaz can’t help smiling like an idiot as he raises his arm with his hand still in Ceylin’s, barely freeing a finger to ring the doorbell. The host opens the door a few seconds later and her jaw immediately drops as she sees them together.

“Guys it finally fucking happened !” Neva screams to her guests inside and Ilgaz rolls his eyes teasingly.

They enter the living room to rounds of applause from their friends. Ilgaz is just standing there awkwardly looking at Ceylin who’s laughing loudly at their joint reaction.

“Thank you God, you have allowed me to witness this moment before I die.” Pars says ceremoniously raising his hands.

“You said yourself that it would be a matter of time.” Ilgaz rolls his eyes.

“We lost hope honestly.” Derya smirks.

“Actually yeah I still don’t believe it, kiss.” Eren says with a wide teasing smile.

Before he can process it, Ceylin grabs his shirt and pulls him down to her and kisses him. Ilgaz hears another round of applause from his friends and cringing sounds from Pars. He can’t help but deepen the kiss. He finds it hard these past days to keep his hands or mouth away from Ceylin, and they haven’t even slept together yet.

 

 

At almost midnight, Ilgaz waves goodbye to his friends with his arm around Ceylin’s shoulders, and heads to his car. He opens the door to Ceylin but before she gets in, she stands in front of him awkwardly.

“What is it my love ? I noticed all evening you were a bit off.” Ilgaz asks, holding her chin with his thumb and index. 

“I’m very grateful to have you, you know that?” Ceylin says hesitantly. 

“Yes and so am I.” He answers confidently but with a puzzled expression at her behavior.

“I really want you to remember that because you’re everything I’ve ever wanted. Ever since I was a child I’ve always had this twist in my stomach wherever I am. Whether it’s my family, my bedroom, friends or lovers, I have never felt totally welcome, I’ve never felt like I belonged in those places or with those people. It’s a human need to feel wanted and loved. My parents did a terrible job at giving us that. One of the many therapists I’ve seen told me my trauma stems from that. But with you, all of this disappears. I’ve told you this before, I’ve never felt understood until I met you. I can be myself around you and I genuinely think you’re my soulmate. I finally found where I belong, and it’s with you Ilgaz.” She says passionately, looking straight at his eyes.

Ilgaz is delighted, completely in love. He knew about Ceylin’s issues with emotions and communication. Yet she is being vulnerable with him, opening her wounds to him and all Ilgaz wants is to heal them and protect her from the whole world. He moves forward and wraps his arms around her tightly, pushing her into his chest.

“You never have to worry about this. You’re stuck with me for life, I’m never leaving you now that you’re mine.” He whispers against her hair, kissing her head. She raises her eyes to look at him, moving away and holding both of his hands.

“Can I go home with you tonight ? I don’t want to go to my mother’s house.” Ceylin asks, an innocent adorable glint in her eyes.

A few weeks ago, all Ilgaz could do when Ceylin needed comfort was keeping her company on the phone before she sleeps if she calls him. But now he has the ability to keep her close to him within his embrace and care for her like he wants to and how she deserves, because all her life that’s all she needed but couldn’t get. This improvement in his position makes him extremely happy and content. And so he nods and hastens to drive them off to his place. 

Just like the first time she slept over, Ilgaz brings out the toothbrush and sweaters he thought of as Ceylin’s since that day. Only this time she takes his hand as they both get under the bed sheets after brushing their teeth together and changing. He immediately wraps his arms around her and she shimmies herself close to him. He can feel her close breathe on his neck, her hair barely tickling his face and it’s strangely relaxing.

“Today was my father’s death anniversary.” Ceylin says as soon as he turns off the lights. “I hate to say this but he was never present emotionally or physically for us and as I said earlier it fucked us up and he was also onto some shady stuff in his work, but he was still my father and I’ll always miss him.”

“The pain of losing a parent never really goes away because we always love them. All we can do is keep going, holding onto our good memories of them.” Ilgaz whispers, caressing her back up and down.

“All I want is to make memories with you.” Ceylin says shyly, leaving a little kiss under his shoulder.

“And that’s exactly what we are and we will be doing.” He promises, smiling in the dark and kissing her forehead. Ilgaz keeps his eyes open for a few more moments waiting for Ceylin’s reply but he guesses she fell asleep, so he shuts off his eyes as well until he feels her leg wriggling between his.

“Are you still awake ?” She whispers.

“Yes baby.”

“I love you.” 

“I love you too Ceylin.” He answers, hardly containing his smile and emotions as he feels her smile too against his chest. Ilgaz feels his back muscles relax at her words, and he wonders if that tightening has been there since he met Ceylin back in January. He didn’t think it was possible, but Ilgaz manages to hug her even tighter and closer to his body. He finally feels complete.

 

 

“You’re a real pain in the ass my love.” Ceylin complains, rolling her eyes.

At this point, she might as well move her practice in his office. After three weeks of dating, her robes and different knickknacks spread in Ilgaz’s office and he doesn’t mind one bit. His second favorite Ceylin-related thing in his office is a framed selfie of the two of them taken last week in an ice rink that he put on his desk. His first favorite Ceylin-related thing in his office is her presence right now on a chair in front of him. Though she’s not necessarily happy today.

“I’m just doing my job Ceylin.” He sighs. The hospital case has still not been closed yet and so Ilgaz still has to face his bossy fierce girlfriend as opposite counsel.

“I’m only asking you to do your job later. Nothing will happen if you postpone admitting evidence. You know I need time to process it on my side.” She bargains.

“You’re not even supposed to know about this Sevgilim, you only do because you lurked around my desk which is already a violation but I’m letting it slide. We both know you’re good enough to counter with or without this evidence.” Ilgaz answers.

“Don’t try to flatter me, but you’re right I’ll find a way.” She smiles -not so- innocently. “Anyhow what are we doing on Saturday ?” She changes the topic but Ilgaz knows he has to watch out for her tricks. Maybe he should marry her to avoid facing her in court ever again. That’s actually a great idea, both professionally and personally.

“Do you want to go out to party or something like that ?” Ilgaz asks.

“I don’t think you’re a fan of partying and obviously I would rather be with you in whatever plan I’ve got so maybe we could just do dinner somewhere ?” Ceylin suggests.

“Come over and I’ll cook for you. I still haven’t forgotten your mocking about my cooking skills.” He points out teasingly.

“I didn’t know you were the love of my life back then.” She fires back with a grin and Ilgaz struggles not to lean in her flirting and smile too. “So it’s a date. I will also spend the night with you since we’re probably staying up late for the New Year’s countdown.” Or for other businesses. Ilgaz thinks to himself.

“Of course. You’re always welcome.” He agrees with an excited smile.

 

 

On Saturday, Ilgaz finds himself reluctantly spending the whole afternoon at the precinct after the arrest of a suspect Eren and him have been looking for for a few days, but really, he’s counting the minutes before his date later.

“If we’re done here kardeşim, I have to go. I need to do groceries before going home.” Ilgaz says as he gets up from his chair.

“Who the fuck do groceries at 6pm the 31st of December ? People get ready to party at this time. I would if I didn’t have a night shift.” Eren jokes.

“Ceylin is coming over tonight, I need to get some things to make dinner.” Ilgaz answers, now standing at the door, ready to leave.

“You know what you actually need for tonight ?” Eren asks seriously and Ilgaz frowns, curious. “You need condoms.” His friend whispers, flashing a big smile. Ilgaz rolls his eyes and struggles to contain a mischievous smile.

“They’re first on the list.” He smirks before waving goodbye to the police commissioner and walking to his car to drive to the supermarket. 

 

After his grocery run, Ilgaz gets to the kitchen to cook tonight’s dinner for his date; honey garlic salmon and roasted vegetables. At 9pm sharp, he hears his doorbell and almost jogs through the living room to open the door to Ceylin. She was wearing a short dark blue dress, showing off her toned legs and perfect curves and Ilgaz struggles to hide his satisfaction. With a pleased smirk, he puts his arm on her waist and pulls her to him as she wraps her hands on his neck. He was intending for a little peck but they end up with a longer and slower kiss and Ilgaz can’t complain.

“You look stunning.” He says, hardly coming back to his senses.

“Thank you. You’re handsome too” She answers shyly. He knew tonight was special, so even if it’s just at home, Ilgaz dressed up in a buttoned white shirt and black suit pants.

“Here, I got you house slippers to avoid you wearing my oversized ones since you come over more often now.” He tells her, motioning to the new addition in his shoes shelf.

“That’s so thoughtful of you, thank you.” She blushes. “You have lipstick on your mouth by the way.” She giggles after putting on her slippers and following him to the kitchen.

Ilgaz chuckles also and proceeds to wipe the big red stain he had on his lips. 

“Dinner will be ready in 20 minutes. How was your day ?” He says as he opens a new red wine bottle for him and Ceylin.

“That’s enough, thank you.” She tells him when he fills less than half her glass. “I don’t want to get drunk or even just tipsy tonight.” She explains, and it seems to him her eyes darkened before she starts narrating her day in details. 

Ilgaz has high hopes for what could happen between them tonight, and it seems so does she. They didn’t discuss sleeping together as a checkpoint in their relationship yet but he’s fairly confident it’s only a matter of time and right occasion, which might as well be tonight. It’s getting -literally- hard for Ilgaz to keep his hands off her, and he knows she feels the same; their kisses tend to last longer, their stares are hungrier. He knows Ceylin is spending the night over with him, they decided upon that when they discussed their plans. He would never force himself on her obviously, but he hopes she’ll sleep in his arms naked, satiated and only for little hours.

Dinner now served, he and Ceylin sit at the table and casually talk about their respective days and cases in a jovial mood. She teasingly compliments his cooking skills and he’s satisfied from his meal. The conversation goes on even after they’re done and after a while Ilgaz gets up to clean the table.

“Let me help you, you cooked already.” Ceylin says.

“Don’t worry about it, I will just fill the dishwasher.” He shrugs and she reluctantly nods. 

 

After he’s done cleaning up, Ilgaz meets Ceylin standing on the threshold of the kitchen, waiting for him. When he gets to her level, she firmly pulls him to her by the waist in a move Ilgaz finds incredibly sexy and he puts his forehead on hers.

“Thank you for the dinner tonight. I am so happy to close this year and start the next one with you. Hopefully that will be the case for every upcoming year.” She whispers, her mouth close to his, rubbing his nose with hers.

“It will be, I promise.” He replies with another whisper. He then cups her cheeks and slowly surges forward to kiss her, transmitting all the love and passion he has for the woman through their lips.

Ceylin answers in the kiss with extra intensity, quickly taking the lead from him. She is the one kissing him now, with a certain hunger and yearning, he notices. Her hands are still on his waist but his travelled to her back and neck, pulling her towards him. They’re both making sure there is absolutely no space in between their bodies.

After long minutes of making out in the middle of the room, Ceylin stops and looks at him, breathless and lips swollen. She has a fire burning in her eyes. Ilgaz has always been willingly hypnotized by her eyes, but right now she was staring at him differently, her pupils are dilated and it dawns upon him. She was looking at him with desire, she was turned on. It’s only with this realization that Ilgaz notices how dry his own throat is and how tight his pants became around him. He’s fairly certain he is also looking at her the same way. Silently, she takes his hand and walks straight to his bedroom.

“I’m sorry, I hope you’re done with the kitchen ?” Ceylin asks, pushing him backwards.

“I am.” He answers, his voice hoarse.

“Good. We have other things to do.” She announces as she pushes him again and he takes the hint to sit on the side of the bed.

She wastes no time to sit on his lap and straddle him, resuming their fervent kiss. Their tongues quickly take part in their passion. Ceylin’s hands are firmly pulling on his hair while his are circling her waist, dangerously moving downwards to hold her ass instead. He gives her butt a quick squeeze and she moans against his mouth. He thens finds his way to the zipper of her dress, making a quick work of it.

Ilgaz very well knew about Ceylin’s bossy side in her every day life, but all this time he could only wonder how untamed she could be in bed. And it's proven true with the way she's pushing him backwards to lay down on his back, keeping her mouth on his and methodically unbuttoning his shirt. Holding her thighs firmly, Ilgaz pivots in such way he can lay his head on the pillow while she's on top of him. His shirt now open, she tugs it out of his pants and he raises his upper body to take it off. She sits on her heels on his legs and eyes him up and down, moving her hands all over his chest and biting her lip. In this position and after their messy movements, Ceylin's dress is completely pulled up, showing off her bare thighs with her panties peaking.

"Where is this from ?" She asks, softly putting her finger on his right flank.

"Old bullet wound scar." Ilgaz answers.

"Oh an actual bullet wound. I never noticed it before at the beach. I want to hear all about it after, or tomorrow morning if we do sleep at some point." She winks and he nods. He can never say no to Ceylin after all. 

He didn't have the time to take off her dress after unzipping it earlier and so she does it for him now. His eyes were glued to hers but there is nothing he can do to avoid watching her barely dressed body. His eyes widen and he finds himself biting his lip bloody. He has seen her before in a swimsuit at the beach, but there is something absolutely irresistible in Ceylin sitting on top of him in lingerie, a matching set of black lace lingerie. Ilgaz is no expert, but he's sure as hell that's the type of undergarments usually worn for a special occasion.

"You knew very well what you were doing when you wore this before coming tonight." Ilgaz breathes out, feeling his cock harden at the sight.

"And what do you think I was doing Sayin Savcım ?" She answers teasingly grinding on him.

"Making an honest innocent man lose his fucking mind." He half moans half sighs.

As much as it turns him on to watch Ceylin have her way with him, it's about to be their first time sleeping together and Ilgaz wants to be the one taking care of her. In a subtle move, he turns them around and lowers his mouth on hers. Ceylin's fingers dig in his back and he starts moving his hips against her crotch slowly and she moans. His kisses spill on her jawline and traces her neck vein. Ilgaz then stops at the crevice between her neck and shoulder alternating kisses and bites and licks on that specific region as Ceylin's pants get more frequent and louder. It's only then that he realizes that maybe he's doing something she wouldn't want and so he raises his head to look at her.

"Why did you stop ?" She whines and if he wasn't so turned on she would've sounded adorable to him.

"I wasn't sure if you would want me to do that. I also wanted to let you know that if you don't like or want something I'm doing, you can interrupt me at anytime." Ilgaz says softly.

"Okay I promise. And I will tell you what I want as well, and it's for you to kiss my neck." She answers impatiently as she pushes him down on her. "And leave a fat ass mark because I am indeed all yours." She whispers in his ear. 

Ilgaz is grateful he is still wearing his boxers and pants tight around him because otherwise he probably would have made a mess after hearing her words, a mess he'd rather make inside of her. And so he does as he is told, thoroughly sucking a purple bruise above Ceylin's collarbone as she repeats his name. After finishing up his new masterpiece on her neck, he sneaks a hand between her back and the mattress, unclasps her bra and helps her get rid of it and throw it somewhere on the floor. He quickly tugs down her panties and she moves back and forth to get them out of the way. Ilgaz can't help but wet his lips at the sight of her, naked and wet on his bed, legs spread and breasts peaking at him. She is fascinating, exceeding every daydream or thought he ever had of her.

“You are so pretty when you’re wet.” Ilgaz whispers in a trance. In a provoking move, Ceylin looks at him as she moves her hand and rubs her breast slowly, making him reach to soothe his painfully hard cock through his pants' fabric. 

He sinks on her and locks his lips around her breast, replacing her hand with his on the other. He sucks in hard her nipple, grazing his teeth on the sensitive skin around it and she screams, pushing her chest closer to his mouth. He simultaneously squeezes and pinches her other one, making it grow needy for more. He runs his tongue to soothe her now-reddened pebbled nipple and then switches breasts between his hand and mouth, repeating his pattern. Thanks to Ceylin, he can now confirm the firmness of his hair on his head, with how hard she's pulling on it. She’s restlessly shooting her hips up to seek friction with his boner and Ilgaz feels her wetness leaking out to his pants.

She’s getting great pleasure with his ministrations on her nipples, but Ilgaz feels she’s growing frustrated. Whilst he definitely plans to make her orgasm by teasing her breasts some other day, he knows she’d rather have him somewhere else right now by the way she’s rubbing her thighs together. He continues his path of kisses down her stomach and belly button and she moans his name in approval. He’s about to spread her legs and dive in between when he remembers something and sits back.

“What is it now ?” Ceylin growls, frustrated.

“Turn around.” Ilgaz orders softly, unzipping and taking off his pants, giving a little bit more space to his hard cock within his boxers only.

“What ?” She frowns.

“Turn around for me please. I want to do something but don’t worry my love. We won’t fuck like that. Not today.” He explains. 

She bites her lip at the boldness of his words and then complies, despite her confusion, giving Ilgaz a totally exposed view of her back. No swim suit bottom, no tied knot. 

“I have been waiting to do this for so long.” He whispers tenderly, lowering his mouth and leaving feathery kisses in between her shoulder blades and on each and every freckle on her back. There was also another one on her right asscheek that he obviously didn’t see last time. He gives her a soft slap on the ass when he’s done and she turns back around to face him.

“Only you, Ilgaz Kaya, could say and do something so cute and romantic with a woman naked in your bed.” Ceylin chuckles with loving eyes.

“I don’t think you’ll find what’s coming next to be cute.” He smirks.

“Show me then.” She says with a naughty smile as she spreads her legs, aware of his intentions.

He puts his hands on her thighs, gently massaging her and lowers his head to her knees. He begins a path of kisses inside her thigh moving upwards. When he reaches his destination, Ilgaz rubs his nose on her opening before splashing his mouth on it. Ceylin held up to his stares all through his kisses but as he moves his tongue through her wetness, Ilgaz watches her dropping her head back, moaning in satisfaction, and her knuckles whiten as she grips the bed sheets. He then starts slowly thrusting his tongue in and out of her, going full discovery mode of her insides. He’s determined to lick on every part of her cunt and know about everything she could like. Ceylin quickly starts moving her hips following the rhythm of his tongue, groaning his name at every thrust. 

After a while of steady pace, Ceylin moves her hand to his head, grabbing tufts of his hair and pulling on it. Ilgaz takes the hint and extracts his tongue from within her walls. He looks up at her aroused face for a second and before she can protest he quickly finds her clit and wraps his lips around it, sucking on it gently. She gasps from surprise and moans from pleasure and approval right after. Ilgaz keeps taking care of her clit, triggering her most sensitive nerves in different ways in order to find out what would bring Ceylin the most pleasure. She’s panting loudly as he’s licking and swaying his tongue fast on her clit, with two of his fingers now fucking her in and out relentlessly at the same time.

At the beginning, Ilgaz could make out his name, ‘yes’ and ‘fuck’ from Ceylin’s moans, but now she is so worked up that she only gasps and can barely utter sounds. He knows she is getting close from the way she’s already clenching around his fingers and raising her hips to shove all of his face inside of her. He feels it against his fingers and tongue as well as hears it when Ceylin comes. She groans his name loudly, shooting off her hips from the bed and locking his head between her thighs. Ilgaz keeps his fingers inside to soothe her until she starts coming back from her high. He raises his body up to kiss her forehead and lays down his head on her stomach. He watches her as she tries to regulate her breathing again and come back to her senses. Her face is relaxed in pleasure, she looked so beautiful and Ilgaz finds himself falling for her all over again, what’s new ?

“Hi there. How are you feeling ?” He jokes after a moment, raising his eyes to hers.

“Hi.” Ceylin breathes out with a chuckle. “I feel like I’ve just had the best orgasm of my life.” She says, still panting. She moves her hand to caress his curls and Ilgaz closes his eyes at the relaxing effect it brings him. “But it’s time for another best orgasm of my life.” She adds as she slightly pulls on his hair to convey her message and he smiles. He knows exactly what she wants, he’s been dying for it too for a long time.

Ilgaz lifts his body to be face to face with her and locks his lips with hers. She pushes his neck down and sneaks her tongue in his mouth. He hears her softly moan and he doesn’t understand why at first, before remembering that she is tasting her own self in his mouth. Ilgaz can barely register when she holds the waistband of his underwear to push it down. He gets up from the bed to totally take off his boxers, finally freeing his dick and sighing in relief. Ceylin props up on her elbows and watches him, or really, looks at his boner.

“Nice.” She whispers, wetting her lips and his cock twitches at her words. “It looks like someone loves compliments.” She laughs.

“Yes, keep them coming.” Ilgaz smirks, laying on top of her again. He never really cared about how big he is or how hard he can get, as long as he can please the person he’s with. But Ceylin seems to approve and he’s eager to show her everything he can do with his nice cock.

He kisses her again languidly and she sneaks her hand between their bodies, stroking him up and down. Ilgaz stops with a groan for a second as the feeling of her fingers wrapped around him makes him stutter. Ceylin then starts to gently rub his tip with her thumb, spreading around the precum leaking already and staring at him as in daring him to lose control. And he’s quite close to that. He moans and rushes to open his nightstand’s drawer, extracting the box of condoms he bought earlier. 

“You knew we’d end up like this.” Ceylin laughs.

“I was hoping we would.” He answers truthfully, already panting and struggling to open the goddamn box.

“We don’t need condoms though, I’m on birth control. And honestly, I want to have you inside of me with no barrier tonight.” She says.

Her wish makes its way to his already aroused brain and he does as he is told. He positions himself at her entrance, already feeling her heat ready again. This is the exact moment Ilgaz pictured for months and he wants to look at her face all throughout. He slips slowly inside of her and groans, ending up failing to keep his eyes open from the overwhelming pleasure of being deep in her. It feels so fucking good to be inside the love of your life. She feels tight around him and Ilgaz gets a familiar electrical shock down his spine warning him that he’s close.

“Is everything okay ?” He whispers, his throat dry.

“Fuck Ilgaz, yes it is.” Ceylin groans, holding on tight to his biceps and it’s his cue to start moving in and out of her. 

She catches up with him following his pace with her hips as he pushes himself up to the extreme inside of her. Each thrust is accompanied by a groan mixing their names and shallow pants from both. Her hands left red marks on his arms and now she’s digging her nails in his back. Ilgaz doesn’t mind the sweet pain, it only makes him want to give her more. And he does. He pounds his dick inside of her deeper as she screams his name and encouraging words to push him to keep going, even harder. He buries his face in her neck, leaving soft kisses that quickly turns to licks because of their uneven movements.

“Ilgaz, I’m close.” She whimpers after a while of dizzying pleasure and it reflects perfectly how he feels. He’s been holding on a thread dangerously ever since they started, using every shred of control he can pull up to avoid losing it. He’s proud of himself for lasting this long after his extended sex drought.

In a haze, he moves his thumb to rub her clit between two thrusts and there goes Ceylin. She gasps breathlessly and drops her head back as the wave hits her. She clenches around him, keeping his cock captive which sends him over the edge too, pressing himself flush against her body and hitting her deep the last few times to release all of his cum inside of her, groaning her name.

Ilgaz knows he’s a heavy weight on top of her as he lays his head on her chest and he wants to move, but his arms are giving up on him in the aftermath of his orgasm and she doesn’t seem to mind for now, wrapping her arms around him and catching her breath slowly. They stay like that for a moment.

“Happy new year Sevgilim though we missed the midnight countdown.” Ceylin chuckles, sighing in content.

“I’m sure what we were doing was better than screaming numbers.” He smiles against her skin. “Happy new year my love.” He says, kissing her belly’s darkest freckle.

“It was. And I expect us to celebrate every year like this, also every night maybe ?” She jokes and Ilgaz laughs though he genuinely wouldn’t mind spending all of his nights inside of Ceylin. “God, I was waiting for this since the first time I entered your office.” She sighs.

“Seriously ?” He says with wide eyes. He finally had enough energy to pull out of her and lay next to her on the bed. She turns to her side and looks at him.

“I’m serious yes. Sure, I love provoking people, but when I first saw you there was this extra anger or hate I felt that I couldn’t understand since I’ve never met you before. You were an ass it’s true but you made me go crazier than I normally would. Later that night when we met at Derya’s I realized I was sexually attracted to you and it bothered me since then I had a boyfriend but still, the feeling really never went away. I think I could have kissed you or teared up your clothes that day in your office or any other time I met you for how crazy you made me.” Ceylin explains. “And so this attraction quickly turned to haunting fantasies as well.” She smirks.

Ilgaz is pleasantly surprised by what she just said because it’s exactly how he’s been feeling. It seems they were really meant to be together, despite everything. Their bodies and souls immediately responded to each other and, even if it took some time, their brains did as well.

“You’re welcome to take off my clothes anytime you want now.” He smiles. “But tell me, what are these fantasies you’ve been having of me Ceylin Hanim ?” He asks with a cocky grin.

“Well fucking you was top of the list and I don’t think I’m ever going to get enough of that after trying it earlier.” She says casually though he feels his body awakening again at her words. “I have another bunch that I’ll be telling you about when you deserve it.” She teases, kissing his collarbone.

“Okay Ceylin Hanim, I’m all ears whenever you deem me worthy.” He jokes and she laughs whole-heartedly. “And I’m more than happy to fulfill each and every desire of yours and beyond, whether it’s sexual or not.” He tells her earnestly.

“I love you so fucking much.” Ceylin says with big loving eyes.

“I love you too, so fucking much.” He smiles, bringing her hand to his mouth and leaving a soft kiss. 

After a few moments of fond quiet stares, Ilgaz remembers something and gets up from the bed towards his bedroom’s console.

“Nice ass.” He hears Ceylin say behind him as he’s opening a drawer.

“I could say the same to you.” He chuckles and comes back to the bed, hiding his hands behind his back. “Pick one.” He says, sitting in front of her.

“This one.” She answers right away as she points at his resting cock.

“You’re very funny.” He laughs. “Come on, pick a hand.” He asks again.

“Whichever I pick you’ll show me what you got but let’s say right.” Ceylin answers.

He raises his hand towards her and watches her eyes widen at the gift box he’s giving her.

“What’s this ?” She asks with a malicious smile and before he can answer she sits on the bed and starts opening it.

Ilgaz watches her fondly as she discovers the content of the box. “Oh. It’s like my bracelet, I love it.” She tells him excitedly.

“I’ve gotten them both before your birthday and I thought it would be too bold if I gave you the necklace or both then. So I saved it until we really get together.” He explains and Ceylin gets emotional at his words.

“I don’t know what good deed I’ve done to get you. You’re everything I could ever wish for in my life.” She mumbles emotionally. “Put it on me.” She asks and turns around to help him.

Ilgaz enthusiastically clasp the tree of life necklace around her neck and leaves a kiss above her shoulder blade while she holds her hair up to free the way to him. Ceylin turns around and kisses him, smiling against his mouth. One kiss leads to another and Ilgaz hears her sighing in pleasure.

“I think I could tell you about one of my fantasies now.” She whispers against his mouth.

“And what would that be my love ?” Ilgaz answers, tucking her hair behind her ear.

A smirk creeps on Ceylin’s mouth as she pushes him back to lay down on the bed and then climbs on top of him. He can definitely guess what she’s doing of him next. He’s absolutely crazily in love with her.

Notes:

If you’re reading this, THANK YOU for reaching the ending. I hope you enjoyed the story :)