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Sheikh's Scandal(66)

By:Lucy Monroe


                All he’d felt was how tight she was, how good her silky, wet heat felt around his shaft.

                “I wouldn’t know about anyone else, I only know that last night was the most amazing experience of my life.”

                “Then the bar is high.”

                “For what?”

                He worked on the remaining buttons of her blouse. “To make this time truly memorable and worthy of your first experience with a lover.”

                “Why?” she asked as she tugged on his arm.

                Unable to deny her, he leaned down and took the kiss he’d meant to a moment ago. Her lips were soft under his, but she wasn’t passive by any stretch, her mouth mobile and enticing.

                He finished undoing her buttons and pulled her blouse from her body, lifting her to sit up so he could get it off completely. Feeling like he was opening a truly stunning gift, he took the opportunity to dispense with her bra, as well.

                He loved the way her entire body shivered as her nipples were exposed to the air. She’d done the same the night before and he’d found it incredibly arousing. He still did.

                Soft sounds came from her as he laid her back on the bed, this time coming down beside her fully. Naked skin slid against naked skin, building the intensity between them.

                His hand resting possessively on her belly, he remembered her question and broke the explosive kiss. “Because that is what you deserve.”

                “Huh?” Unfocused green eyes looked up at him. “What?”

                “Why I am committed to making this time better than last night.”

                “Oh, that’s sweet,” she said on a hitching breath as he began to caress her. “But unnecessary, not to mention unlikely.”

                “You think so?”

                “Last night was pretty special.”

                “Tonight will blow your mind.”

                “You’re kind of competitive, huh?”

                He shrugged. He wasn’t competitive so much as he always won. He was emir; he had to be the best at everything he chose to do.

                It wasn’t just built into his position; it was in his DNA.

                “Can I touch you?” she asked, her voice husky with need.

                “Of course.”

                She licked her lips. “Anywhere?”

                “Yes.” The word ended on a hiss as her small hand curled around his sex.

                She made a hum of approval as her grip moved up and down the column of hard flesh, driving his arousal higher and higher.

                “Do not stop,” he instructed her as he began his own explorations.

                He intended to drive her to the point of madness with desire.

                Long pleasurable minutes later, he realized that every moan of pleasure he pulled from her, every restless movement of her body, drove him closer to the edge of losing his own control.

                He’d never found it so hard to hold back, not even the first time he’d lain with a woman.