Lily took Yasin’s hand, then led him into the bedroom. She sat on the side of the big bed and urged him to sit beside her. His arm came around her and she snuggled close to his body.

“You had something special planned.” She stroked his cheek. “Tell me.”

He smiled, his eyes wistful. “I was going to take you to a special restaurant where we would dine in a private room. We would talk over a romantic dinner, the ambiance set with candles and flowers on the table.”

She smiled, imagining the scene. “And would you have worn that charcoal suit that you looked so handsome in at the graduation dance?”

The glow from his dark eyes washed her in warmth. “You noticed my suit?”

“Of course.” She stroked her hand down his chest. “How could I not? You were the most handsome man there.”

It was true. Just the sight of him had made her heart quiver, the effect of seeing him making her question her sanity at having broken up with him.

“And what would you have worn?” he asked.

“Hmm. I think maybe...” She sent him a teasing smile. “A plunging neckline that would set your blood boiling.” She pursed her lips and tapped them with her finger. “No, maybe not. You had held back so valiantly.” She lifted one shoulder provocatively. “Maybe just a form-fitting, strapless dress.”

He smiled. “My gaze never would have left your beautiful face.”

She rested her hand on her chest demurely, but then dragged her fingertips downward, dragging his attention to her naked breasts.

“Well, I hope you’d have some interest in other parts of me.” She smiled and brushed her lips over the stubble on his chin. “But I’m sure you would have been very well behaved at the restaurant.” She dragged her fingernail along his jaw. “What had you planned after dinner?”

“I was going to take you back to my apartment. I had set up a hundred candles and arranged for someone to light them just before we arrived.”

She entwined her fingers with his. “So you would have led me into your place and...” She closed her eyes, her lips curling up in a smile as she allowed herself to be caught up in the delightful image. “I can imagine them around us now. Each flame flickering gently. All of them together forming a soft glowing light that set the perfect mood.”

“And soft music playing in the background.”

She rested her head on his shoulder. “Yes, I can hear it.”

“And flowers. I filled the apartment with red roses.”

She drew in a deep breath. “Oh, yes. Such a sweet scent.” She stroked his shoulder, her eyes still closed. “It is all so perfect.”

She opened her eyes and gazed at him. His smoldering brown eyes turned to her, deep emotion simmering below the surface.

Love. Regret.

Desire.

“When I saw it, I turned to you and kissed you,” she said. “Your arms came around me and the kiss turned passionate. I took your hand and led you here, to the bedroom.”

His eyes glittered. “And how did we come to be sitting here, like this?”

“I was so touched and excited by your romantic gesture...”—she stroked his cheek, overwhelmed by the gnawing desire to have been there that night for real—“that I was desperate to be naked in your arms, so I unzipped my dress. Slowly, so you could hear the sound of the zipper rasping.” She covered her breasts with her arm. “But I ensured I held it in place so it wouldn’t slip away.”

He smiled. “And why did you do that?”

“Because I wanted to tease you. I lowered it slowly, watching your eyes darken as I revealed more and more of my breasts.”

“And I watched, my breath held, longing to see your glorious body.”

She pressed her arm against her breasts enough to make them swell upward, then she slowly lowered it down... watching his gaze lock on her round mounds...anticipation glowing in his eyes.

He sucked in a deep breath as she exposed the tops of the aureoles, then continued downwards. When her nipples came into view, his eyes were like hot embers as they focused on the hard beads.

“Then I dropped it to the floor and stood before you, in only my tiny panties.”

“I had to hold myself back from sweeping you into my arms and onto the bed. I tossed my jacket and shirt aside, then unbuttoned my pants.”

“I took in the sight of your magnificent chest and longed to see what you hid beneath your pants. I didn’t want you to go too fast, so I took your hand and drew it away, then unfastened your belt and slid it slowly from the loops. After I tossed it aside, I pulled down the zipper, then let your pants fall to the floor.”

She ran her hand down his sculpted stomach. “I reached inside and...” She gasped and widened her eyes as she stroked his rising cock. “I couldn’t believe how big you are.” She wrapped her fingers firmly around him. “I’d never seen anyone so big before.” She leaned forward and nuzzled his neck. “I’d never felt a cock so big inside me before.”

She started to lower her face to his cock, but he tucked his fingers under her chin and guided her face upward again. His lips brushed hers.

“Not this time, my love.”

He tipped her back onto the bed, then cradled her face in his hands and kissed her. A passionate sweep of his tongue left her quivering for more as he drew back.

“It’s my turn.”

He kissed her inner thighs and the heat quivering through her at their verbal foreplay ignited into a searing flame.

He gazed up at her. “I’m going to show you how much I cherish you.”

His hands glided up and down her thighs, his thumbs stroking the tender flesh in small circles. His lips danced over her skin, moving closer to her intimate flesh. Anticipation fluttered through her.

When his lips brushed her folds, she gasped. “Oh, God, that feels so good.”

It wasn’t just the physical sensations. His deep desire for her glowed in his eyes, augmenting everything about this experience.

He covered her with his mouth, his tongue lapping at her petals, then...

Her fingers curled around his head, tangling in his thick, wavy hair as he pressed his tongue inside her. He surged into her several times, leaving her whimpering. Then he found her clit. His tongue glided over it, gently at first—swirling and caressing in light laps. Shivers of delight filled her with building need and she pulled him tighter to her.

His fingers glided through her slick folds, then slipped inside. He stroked her inner channel as he toyed with her clit. She arched, moaning at the exquisite pleasure. His fingers pumped and she squeezed them. Arched to his hand. Blissful sensations rising as his attentions drove her closer and closer to the edge.

“Oh, yes, Yasin.”

His dark gaze watched her, his mouth buried in her flesh, as she moved against him. He suckled her clit and she gasped, coherent thought fleeing.

His fingers moved insistently inside her, the pleasure building... building...

Until it exploded in an exhilarating blast of pure ecstasy.

She moaned, long and loud, riding the wave of sheer bliss.

When she finally collapsed against the bed, he prowled upward, his eyes twinkling and a satisfied smile on his face.

His mouth merged with hers and she opened to him, loving the feel of his tongue surging deep, then caressing hers. Her arms glided around his neck and she pulled him tighter.

Oh, God, how had she ever been able to walk away from him?

When he drew back, his brown eyes soft and filled with love, she stroked his cheek, needing to be closer to him.

She could feel his cock, thick and heavy on her belly.

“Yasin, make love to me.”

His eyes darkened.

“Your wish is my command, my love.”