Is this destiny?

Corey and Merve kissed and with each passing moment, Corey got bolder.

His right hand was kneading her breast and he felt her nipple hardening. It was amazing and he wanted more. He wanted to fill both of his hands with the softness which is warming the thin fabric of the t-shirt she is wearing.

Corey pulled his left arm which was cradling Merve and just as he was about to touch his soft destination, Merve plunged backward.

"Ouch…"

Corey panicked when he realized that Merve hit her head on the armrest of the sofa. "Sorry. I didn't realize you are leaning on my arm. Are you OK?"

Merve frowned and rubbed the back of her head. "I will survive. Uhm… how about we take this to the bedroom?"

Corey blinked three times rapidly and then bolted on his feet. "Sure…" In the next moment he realized that his erection is sticking over the loose fabric of his sweatpants and he clumsily covered it with his hands.

Merve was embarrassed, but when she saw him blushing, she felt relief that she is not the only one anxious about their current situation.

She stood up and took his hand in hers.

Corey silently followed after Merve while trying to suppress his doubts. Does she know what she is doing? Does HE know what he is doing? He is not sure, but he watched plenty of graphic movies, so this should not be a total failure.

Charlie told Corey that he needs to make sure that woman is comfortable and satisfied and that communication is important… how can he do that if Merve said not to ask questions? Charlie also said how winning a woman's heart and mind counts for more than half of the pleasure compared to winning her body, and Corey has no idea what that means.

As they stepped into Corey's bedroom, Corey wanted to turn on the lights, but Merve prevented him from doing so.

They sat at the edge of the bed and faced each other in the bedroom where the only source of light sneaked from the living room, through the half-opened door.

Merve regretted this move. A minute ago, she thought about how it's a good plan to come to Corey's bedroom. After all, the bed is more comfortable than the sofa and she already told him that there are no lines which means that he can do whatever he wants… but now she has no idea what she is supposed to do and it's obvious that Corey is reluctant to get closer because he fears that he might offend her.

Merve got an idea. "I don't approve."

Corey was confused. "What?"

"You told me that if I don't approve of something, I should tell you. I am telling you. I don't approve."

Corey scooted further away from Merve. "But I didn't do anything."

"That is exactly what I don't approve. I took the initiative for us to come here and you… are not doing anything."

Corey was surprised by her words for a second, and then he broke into a smile. He is nervous, but she Is in a worse state than he is, right? And her staring at the carpet in embarrassment is super-cute.

He scooted closer and cupped her cheeks, forcing her to look at him. "Merve, I want to touch you. Everywhere."

"I told you that there is no need to ask." Her voice was barely audible.

He inched closer and kissed her on the lips. "I'm not asking. I'm telling you."

Merve saw him remove the last fraction of space between them and she reminded herself not to freak out while wrapping her arms around him.

She is nineteen years old and this is Corey, the boy she likes for a long time and she knows that he likes her as well. And it's more than liking. He knows about what she went through, and he is fine with it. She will not allow her insecurities to spoil her happiness because she is happy, with Corey.

…

Next morning…

10:04 AM

The faint sound of the doorbell pulled Corey out of his dreams.

Corey opened his eyes and inhaled more than necessary at the sight of Merve who is sleeping by his side. He lifted the cover slightly and confirmed that Merve is not wearing any clothes which means that the previous night happened.

His lips stretched into a smile. The pack of condoms from his closet finally got to be opened, and all the hours watching naughty movies were worth it. He knew what he was doing, and even though the first time he came within a few minutes, the second time lasted much longer. The third time was like a marathon and he stopped at three only because Merve told him that she is exhausted. If it's up to him, they would go at it all night, because his stamina is good and the feeling of Merve's wet heat clutching him is divine.

Corey closed his eyes and images of Merve's flushed face resurfaced, and he could clearly hear the echo of Merve's lustful sounds which are out of this world. Merve is usually calm, composed, and he would describe her as a quiet girl, but last night was a total opposite and Corey is elated because she was loud and unrestrained due to all the things he did to her. They did plenty, and he can't wait to do it again. 

Corey frowned when he heard the doorbell. Who can be at this time? A package? Whoever it is, he will leave because Corey has no intention of leaving the bed.

A second later, he heard Hande screaming: "IF YOU DON'T OPEN IN THIRTY SECONDS, WE ARE BREAKING IN!"

Corey bolted out of the bed into a sitting position. Why does he hear Hande like she is right next to him?

This sudden movement woke up Merve.

"What is going on?" Merve mumbled.

"I hear your sister."

"I don't hear anything… Must be a dream..." Merve's eyes sprang open and she inspected herself. Oh, God! She is naked! They did it!

Corey watched Merve as she sheepishly sank lower while disappearing under the cover and he thought that she is super cute.

"TWENTY SECONDS!" Hande's voice roared.

"Here she goes again!" Corey pointed at his left ear.

Merve shook her head, indicating that she does not hear anything but then she realized… "Your ear stud…"

Merve removed her earrings last night before showering, they are those dangling ones and they look expensive so she didn't want to get them wet and soapy.

"What is Hande saying?" Merve asked Corey.

"That she will break in." Corey's eyes flashed in the realization that Hande will break into his apartment! He leaped off the bed and grabbed his sweatpants.

Merve was not sure if she should be embarrassed by the current situation or laugh at the sight of naked Corey who was hopping toward the door while pulling the sweatpants on. And then she realized the same as Corey: Hande is at the door and threatening to break in. Oh, God! Merve thought that she will die from embarrassment. Why is Hande here? Merve does not want to know. She pulled blanket over her head and decided to pretend that she is not there. Hande probably came to drop off something, and she will leave, right?

Corey scrambled through the living room while Hande's voice was heard in his ear: "Seven… Six… Five…"

Corey opened the door and saw Hande, Ade, Allen, and Julius. Four of them are dressed in well-fitting black suits, looking sharp and if he does not know them, he would think that they are dangerous.

Hande stared at Corey. Why is he not wearing any top?

Ade frowned and swiftly covered Hande's eyes with his palm. She should not be looking at another's man body, especially not from that close.

Allen and Julius looked at their shoes, pretending that there is nothing strange about this.

"Good morning." Corey said coolly before asking: "Why are you here?"

The kids from the Cliffside Villa never came to his apartment. Actually, other than occasional visits from Corey's mother and Merve, no one comes to visit him.

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