Chapter 13
As always, I was nervous and on edge riding the elevator up to the apartment where we always met.
Would Ayaz already be there, waiting for me?
I couldn’t contain the anxiety consuming me.
Since we’d worked things out a few days ago, we’d never been apart for long.
I was always ready to give myself to him.
When I opened the door, I found he hadn’t arrived yet.
The apartment was bathed in the soft half-light that only the city could create.
The view from the window, with tall buildings blinking like stars, was the perfect setting for this special moment.
I was restless, my heart racing, as I waited for my boyfriend.
This was our little hideaway, the place where we shut out the world. When the pressure of daily life weighed too heavily, this was where we ran to find each other. Here, it was just the two of us and our love.
The door opened, revealing Ayaz’s familiar face. He rushed over to pull me into a tight hug and a passionate kiss. That smile of his that always made me melt lit up the room as he closed the door behind him. He always seemed so happy to see me that all my worries vanished instantly.
But that day something was different about him.
I couldn’t pinpoint exactly what it was, but it seemed like he’d discovered the secret I was hiding from him.
I’d even tried to tell him during our last few meetings, but I’d lacked the courage—the fear of losing him had overwhelmed me.
And it looked like I wouldn’t be able to tell him today either, because I already felt anxious that he might already know.
I felt vulnerable and exposed, as if Ayaz could read my thoughts.
I tried to hide it, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong.
“Eda…” he whispered, crossing the room with determined steps until he stood before me. “I miss you so much, my only one.”
We embraced once more, our bodies molding together as if we belonged to each other. Feeling the warmth of his body against mine brought a sense of security that only he could give me.
“I miss you so much too, Ayaz,” I replied, looking into his dark eyes. “Nothing feels complete without you.”
“Eda, is there anything you want to tell me?” He seemed to hesitate for a moment, as if carefully choosing his words.
My heart leaped and fear gripped me. Had he discovered my secret? I’d been hiding the truth about who I was, and I knew it could separate us forever.
“What kind of news?” I tried to keep my voice steady despite the uncertainty I felt.
“It seems you still haven’t talked to your father about us and ending your arranged marriage.” He sighed and took my hand gently.
Suddenly, the tension that had built between us dissipated, replaced by the joy and passion we always felt. But there was still something different in the way Ayaz looked at me, something I couldn’t decipher.
“Not yet, Ayaz,” I whispered, feeling blessed to have him in my life. “Just be a little more patient, please.”
“Eda, I’m a grown man, thirty-eight years old,” he said, pulling me closer and kissing the top of my head. “Even though you’re young, I’m too old to be sneaking around like this. You need to sort this out soon.”
“I don’t like this situation either. I had to really work to get out of the house today without being seen,” I said, smiling. “I’ll talk to him soon.”
“I hope so,” he said, trying to hide a certain nervousness.
“You seem different today,” I murmured, my heart tightening with worry. “Like you’re hiding something or want to tell me something.”
I swallowed hard, worried about his response. But I needed to know if he’d discovered my secret.
“It’s just your imagination, my love. Must be work stress,” he said, still holding my hand. “And you… is there anything else you want to tell me?”
“Nothing,” I replied, surprised by his question. “Even though I graduated, my baba only thinks about my marriage to Yusuf and won’t let me work. I spend most of my time at home, locked in my room, or talking to my cousin Elif. What would I have to tell you?”
“Good!” he said, smiling. “Now come here—I want to enjoy some time with my girlfriend.” He pulled me onto his lap.
Our lips met in a passionate kiss, full of longing and desire.
The whole world stopped and disappeared in that moment.
Our little hideaway was the only place that mattered, and only the two of us existed.
There, our love flourished, secrets could wait, and we were blissfully happy.
An incredible feeling flooded my heart, as if time had stopped and I never wanted to leave.
Ayaz rose from the sofa and positioned himself between my legs.
He pulled the hem of my dress up and slipped it off my body, then removed my panties, maintaining eye contact the whole time and leaving me naked.
He took in every inch of me, and under my watchful eyes, caressed my thighs.
He lifted one of my legs, brushing his lips along it until he nearly reached my sex, then slid a finger along my pussy, making me shiver.
His fingers caressed me with delicate, steady strokes, making me writhe with pleasure and tangle my hands in his soft hair. Without any gentleness, he pulled off his shirt, undid his pants, and stripped them off along with his boxer briefs, freeing his hard, glorious cock.
He swept me up in his arms, carried me to the bedroom, and set me on the edge of the bed. He positioned himself at my entrance and sank into me.
“Ayaz!” I moaned, my hands finding my breasts, touching myself.
“Ah, fuck! Damn, Eda, you're so hot,” he growled, sinking even deeper into my dripping pussy.
I moaned beneath him as I felt him fill me. I opened myself wider to take him, rolling my hips to meet his. He pushed deep, burying himself completely inside me. He lifted himself slightly to hold my gaze and began thrusting hard... firm... powerful.
Ayaz moved with desire driving him, thrusting in and out relentlessly, knowing my orgasm was close. Our hips slammed together and my moans echoed off the apartment walls.
He slowed his thrusts and, with his cock still buried deep inside me, worked it expertly within me. Lifting his body slightly, he managed to press against my clit while he thrust, driving me crazy, grinding against me and pushing me to the edge of my control.
“Now...” he said, lost in a fog of lust and desire. “Come for me, my only one.”
I moaned at his command as I felt myself clench hard around his cock. He throbbed inside me, making me come so intensely, so viscerally, that I was left gasping for breath. Ayaz came right after, groaning my name in a guttural moan, and we collapsed together, clinging to each other on the bed.
And in that moment, I realized that even with my secret about to be revealed, and despite my fear of losing him, my love for him only grew stronger.