(Knock Knock! Lustful Fatih may emerge. Under his influence, your temperature may also rise. Therefore, read alone and in seclusion! In case of possible embarrassment situations, your author accepts no responsibility! You have been warned...) đź¤đź¤Ł
Fatih still couldn't believe what had just happened. Right now he was lying in a hospital bed and on his chest lay the woman he had watched walking away from that pastry shop months ago, the one he had prayed for saying, "Maybe one day."
Deniz's auburn hair had spread across Fatih's chest, he couldn't even breathe from excitement. Fatih was running his hands through her hair, constantly watching her with furtive glances.
Deniz giggled and spoke up:
"Don't you think it's unfair, Captain?"
Fatih lowered his head and murmured, looking at her face carefully:
"About what, Engineer?"
"You can watch me from there but I can't see you," she said.
Fatih smiled and shook his head, and when he fixed his eyes, he noticed. He was carefully seeing her face in side profile; her small and proportionate nose, long lashes, and the freckles he found adorable were literally presenting him with the most beautiful view of his life.
"I deserved it," he said. Then Fatih murmured again, running his hands through her hair:
"When you went and ate with another man, laughing, I watched you constantly while waiting for when you'd return to headquarters."
Deniz's body suddenly shivered. She immediately raised her head and sat up in bed.
"What do you mean, where did you see me? Well... nothing happened anyway. I mean... What did you think?" she was murmuring.
Frankly, she couldn't gauge his reaction since she didn't know Fatih's character completely yet. But she also didn't want this sweet communication they had just started to be ruined.
She turned her eyes and looked at Fatih. He had furrowed his brows, looking carefully at Deniz's face.
Deniz thought, "Looks like he's angry," and swallowing, murmured in a feeble voice:
"Well... I mean, I'm sorry," she said. Her face had fallen.
Fatih, on the other hand, had almost regretted playing a role with her. When he saw her pout her lips like a sweet child, he had wanted to tease her a bit, but Deniz was now literally looking like a baby kitten. He couldn't stand it anymore and burst out laughing.
Deniz, while holding her breath with her heartbeat and skin goosebumps all mixed together, suddenly got scared when she heard the laughter.
When she raised her eyes and looked at his face, she was annoyed.
This man was seriously laughing, holding his stomach...
"You know what! You're a disgusting actor! But the fault is mine!" she said, hitting Fatih's arm.
"The fault is mine of course!" Deniz exploded.
"When I went to dinner with Harun, had you confessed to me? No!"
She raised her eyebrows and stared directly at his face.
"On the contrary, you were throwing egotistical remarks!"
Waving her hands in the air, she turned to Fatih.
"You were being annoying all the time!"
Her voice had risen considerably.
"Every time you saw me at headquarters, you looked at me as if you wanted to drill holes in my brain with your eyes!"
Then she extended her index finger and poked Fatih:
"And now you're talking... You dirty bastard!"
She tried to get up angrily.
"Get off my bed right now!" she said, grabbing his arm and trying to push him.
But Fatih's muscular and strong arm hadn't even budged.
Fatih, with a flirtatious smile on his face,
On the contrary, had pulled her toward himself.
Deniz suddenly fell toward Fatih's chest.
They came nose to nose and now this audacious man's breath was literally touching her lips...
Deniz immediately wanted to pull back, afraid of being so close to him, but Fatih grabbed her arm and pressed her back against his chest.
His eyes locked on her lips, he was literally transferring all the electricity of the crazy passion in his body to Deniz through her wrists where he was touching with his hands.
He murmured in a husky voice:
"I was jealous!" he said.
"My resentment wasn't toward you, it was toward myself for not confessing to you."
Deniz raised her eyes from the ground and looked into Fatih's eyes.
"My moodiness was because I was going crazy. Harun's looks at you, your laughter with him. Every minute you shared with him was like torture..."
Deniz's heart was about to stop. The words she heard had given her goosebumps and made her insides tremble.
Fatih lowered his eyes from Deniz's eyes and looked at her lips again. He didn't know how many times he had imagined her pink, small, full lips.
The words were now literally pouring from his lips beyond his control:
"Especially that evening... thinking he might get a goodbye kiss from you..."
Before he could complete his sentence, a sensation appeared on his lips.
Deniz had come with a quick kiss like slapping Fatih's lips, touched her lips and literally fled.
But even this tiny contact had blown his mind, his color was changing from red to purple. With her cheeks fire red, she averted her gaze from Fatih.
Fatih's brain had literally struggled to process the contact just now. Now he was watching this beautiful woman's face blushing with embarrassment.
Was the reason she was embarrassed like a child because it was the first time she approached a man?
Or was she this excited because it was me? he thought...
Deniz murmured in a feeble voice without even raising her eyes:
"It wouldn't have happened... I mean, a goodbye kiss wouldn't have happened. I had said 'let's remain as friends.'" she said.
Then closing her eyes, she breathed with one last courage:
"I only imagined kissing you," she said.
Fatih had literally caught fire with these last words. "This crazy woman imagined kissing me?" he was thinking.
And he could no longer resist this audacious passion he felt like thirst, like hunger.
He reached out his hands and first leaned the woman he grabbed by the waist against his body. Deniz was now literally on the verge of a heart attack. Her brain was giving an alarm:
"Something is happening! He's touching me right now!" she was thinking.
Fatih grabbed the woman leaning against his body by the neck and drawing her to his lips by running his fingertips through her hair, passionately took her lips into his mouth.
Deniz was now seriously trembling. Fatih's masculine scent had filled all her lungs, the muscular chest structure under her hands was increasing her fire even more.
She couldn't stand it anymore and got caught up in the lust of the kiss, running her hands over Fatih's chest and neck.
Fatih was kissing her breathlessly, with crazy passion, taking Deniz's lower lip into his mouth, rubbing his nose against hers with crazy rhythms.
He was like starving, his chest muscles rising and falling with his breaths, the veins in his temples were literally pulsing violently.
Seconds later, Fatih pulled back for a breath. Both of them had their foreheads pressed against each other's faces, listening to these crazy lustful rhythms without even opening their eyes as their chests rose and fell breathlessly.
Fatih swallowed and spoke with a very quiet murmur:
"As much as I'm in love, I'm a man! My stubborn street cat... You shouldn't surrender yourself to me like this. Because... if I had breathed you in one more time, I couldn't have stopped!"
Deniz was literally intoxicated by what she heard. Right now all she wanted was to surrender herself to this man. But when looking back in the future, she didn't want to remember this moment in the hospital room as a disgraceful embarrassment.
But she couldn't control her thoughts...
When she imagined Fatih taking her and suddenly laying her on the bed, her face caught fire. Her lips curved with a sly smile and she started giggling.
Fatih slowly opened his eyes and looking at Deniz's giggling face, assumed a flirtatious smile with pleasure:
"What are you imagining!" he said.
Deniz immediately tried to wipe the silly smile from her face, turned her head, shrugged her shoulders:
"Nothing... What would I imagine!" she said.
Fatih, on the other hand, was taking deadly pleasure from Deniz's states.
He slowly approached and when he came within a breath's distance from Deniz's earlobe, he murmured:
"Then when you get better, I'd like to hear these 'nothings' sometime. And maybe we'll try them too," he said.
Deniz was going crazy with this audacious breath licking her earlobe. She swallowed and frowned. This man had written the book on audacity!
Moreover, how could he be such a master of flirtation?
"You couldn't even say hello to me for weeks, man! So this flirtatiousness inside you was for other women," her inner voice was screaming...
She immediately pulled herself back and there was real anger on her face.
Fatih was stunned when he saw Deniz's state.
"If you're such a passionate, flirtatious man, Captain... your record must be thick! How many women have you deceived like this?" Deniz said through clenched teeth.
Fatih, in astonishment:
"What's the connection now?" he said. But there was no escape.
"Of course, dear, what do they say about soldiers? A sweetheart in every port! Who knows who's around you!" Deniz said.
Fatih was now laughing. He showed the emblem on his uniform:
"I'm Army, ma'am, not Navy. I have nothing to do with ports or women," he said.
But Deniz, even though she knew she was being absurd, jealousy had engulfed her body.
While Fatih continued laughing, he reached out his hand and grabbed Deniz by the chin and turned her toward himself.
Deniz, even if reluctantly, was now looking into Fatih's eyes.
Fatih spoke, looking at Deniz with laughing eyes:
"I've been on duty at the mountaintop for years," he said.
"Since that woman who cheated on me and left..."
He swallowed but didn't fade the smile on his face.
"I didn't think about any woman, didn't approach anyone," he said, bringing his face close again and pressing his forehead to hers.
Now his voice had turned to passion again:
"And before I saw you, I never imagined touching any woman," he said.
Deniz's insides had gone cold with what she heard.
Because she knew Fatih's honesty from the very beginning and understood he wouldn't lie to her...
That sweet smile had settled back on her face.
The moment Fatih saw the small dimple forming, he approached and left a kiss on Deniz's dimple.
Deniz, enchanted by the effect of the warm lips on her face, surrendered herself to his lips again.
Now with this passionate kiss, the two lovers were literally burning.
But suddenly with a scream that tore through the night, both fixed their eyes on the door.
The nurse had entered the room with a needle and small tray in her hand, but in her sleep-dazed state, when she saw the two lovers kissing on the bed, she had screamed.
Deniz turned her head in embarrassment.
Fatih, on the other hand, had frozen.
The nurse, stammering, murmured:
"I... well... sometime... I mean... I... I'll come again..." she managed to say and rushed out of the room.
The bells ringing in Deniz's brain were screaming only one thing:
"You're disgraced, Deniz!"