Chapter 44

“I thought you would not be awake till the afternoon after our rendezvous session,” Murat winked, chewing on the delicious pancakes that Selina made.

Selina, who was looking out at the sea, turned her head. “I've had better!” she winked back, sipping her juice.

Murat’s face suddenly became strained. Dropping the fork on the table, he grabbed her waist and pulled her onto his lap.

“Really, Lina?” he whispered huskily, sensually moving his slender fingers up and down her bare thighs, looking into her eyes lustfully. Suddenly, his lips met hers in a greedy manner, his fingers teasingly caressing her waist.

Selina bit her lower lip, desire building inside her. She ran her fingers through his hair and gripped it. He groaned and squeezed her thighs as he bit her lower lip.

That was the thing about him—he could make her forget everything with just his touch.

When their lungs could no longer support them, he pulled back, and Selina leaned against his ches