Desire's & Fate

Chapter 4

'Whoo, I would rather, I would rather go blind, boy
Then to see you walk away from me, child, no
Whoo, so you see, I love you so much
That I don't wanna watch you leave me, baby
Most of all, I just don't, I just don't wanna be free, n'
Then these lyrics make perfect sense to me. Every word of it.

"Are you alright?" he touched my arm and I jump being zoned out with every thought going through my head. "Of course, I'm just... speechless. This is very beautiful," I said as we enter another room and he watched me. I totally spaced out as he walked me around each floor for a small tour.

He watched me suspiciously for a moment, then he nodded "I know it turned out better than I imagined." He said and place the bag with our food on the only furniture in the room on the third floor with the wide open view of the city.

"I hope you don't mind sitting on the floor with me," he asked as I leaned against the glass view looking out.

"Not at all," I smiled. "When will the furniture arrive?"

"Few adjustments to be made and then we can furnish every room," he answered.

"Is everything alright," he asked again after taking out the containers and placing them on the floor beside him.

"Yes," I answered, "why wouldn't I be."

"I don't know but something seems strained suddenly."

"I was just thinking, you know me," I smile and take my seat next to him With the containers between us.

"You should be hungry," he said and I nod.

I chuckled "that's what it is," I lied. "I'm hungry. I haven't eaten since morning and I'm not very productive until I do," I said and he laughed.

He opened the container and passed it over to me. One thing about whatever is going on here is Ryon always seemed to be able to read me like a book. I didn't know what to think with all this uncertainty and the way it left me open.

"Go ahead, eat," he said and isn't it crazy this man has seen my cookie and still makes me this nervous I fumble with my spoon. Ryon is a very difficult man to read and all of this just makes it harder to read.

"Sibel," he sighs. "What is it, baby?" He whispered softly and moved over to cradle my face in your hand. I place the container beside me and he placed my hand on his chest. "Talk to me, I'm not buying any of this I'm fine bullshit you've been saying the past few minutes. Since when you're not ready to talk my ears off about those literature books? Talk to me, baby."

It was the first time he used any endearment towards me and I trembled in his embrace. "Everything is happening so fast," my eyes burn with unshed tears. "I don't know what it means Ryon," I look up into his eyes and the mountain of emotion I see swirling back at me I cradle him in my arms.

"I got you," he said and placed his lips to mine. He presses his lips firmly to mine but softly. It ignites as my lips part and he leans in further. His tongue glides its way into my mouth and my tongue welcomes it as they caress and glides over each other. The way he molds into me I was boneless. His lips became wild and aggressive and intense and I began to shake. Nothing is present in my mind as adrenaline and emotions flood my senses. Butterflies float in my stomach as he devours my mouth and I bring my hands up to his hair lacing my fingers to the back of his head making it impossible for him to leave even if he wanted to. He tilts his head to the side getting better access to my mouth. Our lips move in sync as our tongues carry their tempo dancing with each other perfectly until we needed air.

"You make me feel things, Sibel," he murmured against my parted lips. "Things I've never felt before."

I look up into his eyes—scared.

"Did I do something wrong," he pulled back to take in my entire face. "Is it about last night, was it..."

I shake my head.

"Then you don't regret it."

"I don't, I could never Ryon. I was never blown away by a more gripping encounter. It was exquisite, amazing and you make me... feel things I've never felt before either."

"Then what's the problem?" he looked into my eyes.

"I don't know if it's the same for you and... and... I know you're used to experienced women and..."

"Sibel," he whispered" is that what you're worried about? That was the best fucking thing to ever happen to me and I didn't get off. Pleasuring you, seeing you delight in that pleasure."

"I'm scared and I don't want to put my expectations on you but—"

"Fuck!" he gasped when he finally caught his breath. "We have to go," he said getting over me and he turned, standing with his back towards me.

"What?" I straighten up, heart palpitating, wondering where the man that was so sweet with his gentle words and kissed me so tenderly a moment ago had gone. What happened? I could not understand, I stared at him shocked.

"Please, I need to think. Let me take you home," he said and proceeded to do just that.