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“I was perhaps too hasty in my pursuit. As it turns out, it was an ambush, and I was ill prepared for the onslaught that befell us. Three of my men were shot dead and I was taken prisoner. They didn’t seek information, only to torture. I was shot through my knee and then with bats they broke my ankle and my hip on this side.”
I choked and tears immediately welled in my eyes as he motioned down his damaged side. I tried to speak, but couldn’t find words so I just sniffed and nodded with my hand to my mouth. When the tears finally began popping from my eyes, he reached over and cupped my cheek.
“They are now dead and I am well on my way to a full recovery. Do not fret my love. It was a moment in time and one day we will look back and know we were victorious. Yes, there was a cost, but it was worth it! If nothing else, to make my country safe for my American beauty to once again reside, and stand at my side.”
“It sounds horrible. How did you escape? Are they all dead now?” I cried.
He slowly bobbed his head in agreement, “It was my love, it was my crucible and I am now stronger for having lived through it. I witnessed firsthand the ignorance and ideals in the hands of terrorists. My people are a proud lot and the men are easily swayed to action by a few eloquent speakers. Yes, it was hideous, but yes, they are all now dead.”
He sipped his whisky in thought before going on. “Surprisingly it was my brothers that saved me. After you left, they joined me at the Palace in Dubai—they were helping with the strategies etc.—it was Zahir that grew suspicious and attempted to contact me. When they were unable, they stormed the compound, and together with more of my soldiers, were able to rescue me and destroy that last remnant of infidels.”
I’m certain my expression belayed my shock and horror at the story. “How long did they have you?”
“Less than a day. It felt like years though. I’ve never experienced such intense pain. The recovery was equally tortuous, but at least I was given medications that lessened the severity.”
“Are you in pain now?” I asked.
He nodded, “Yes, although I must admit that being with you has pushed it all to the background, and in this moment I cannot feel anything except my love for you.”
He grinned and pushed his chair back and away from the table and indicated with his eyes that I look at his crotch. What I saw made me smile and then blush again.
“And of course, ignoring this is near impossible. I must tell you Anna, I’ve not been this aroused since you fled.” His expression clouded and I reached over and put my hand in his. “Ahhh, you read me well. I’ve to tell you something, and I hope you can understand.”
“Anything Omar, anything!”
He exhaled, “This is not a permanent state darling, but I fear that my current disability will prevent me from a few…” He pursed his lips and frowned at the table top. “I fear I cannot be on my knees.”
Initially I didn’t know what that meant and why it was such a huge confession. So, I thought about it and then realized he probably couldn’t have sex unless I was on top. “Um, I think I know what that confession means.”
“Do you my love? As you can see, my ardor is in no way diminished.”
I leaned even closer and whispered at his mouth before kissing him. “Omar Khalid, will you let me sit on you? Will you permit me to please you and service you in your need? It would bring me incredible pleasure to do so.”
His eyes closed and a large hand grabbed the back of my neck as he violently kissed me.
CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
After dinner we drove to the Mandarin Oriental in downtown Boston. Of course it was one of the most exclusive hotels on the entire east coast, and of course he’d rented the penthouse suite. We were both well lubricated from the libations at dinner, so as we strolled to our room, we continued to bump against the other and laugh.
I had my arm around Omar’s waist and was helping him since he continued to list in a—not so straight line. But it was fun and even he seemed less the dignitary and more like the man I only knew behind closed doors.
His men took up positions on the outside of the door after sweeping the suite, and then we were alone.
“Oh god, finally alone!” I cried as I flopped on the bed.
Omar hovered over me and after he growled at me a couple times, I opened my eyes and peeked up at him. “Show me what’s mine, princess.”
He pulled a chair to the edge of the bed and settled himself. I went to my knees and pulled my dress off first. I leaned on my shins as he perused my bra and garter covered body. His eyes lingered on my folds and he licked his lips.
“Good girl, I like you bare. Your pink flesh is delectable.”
He tilted his chin towards my breasts and I removed my bra. My boobs swayed as I released them and then they jiggled as I tried to breathe.
“Stunning. Now show me.”
I turned around and knelt with my forehead to the bed, lifting my behind in the air and then rolling my pelvis as I slightly spread my knees. When he sucked in air with a hiss, I knew I’d gotten the angle just right and he could see every inch of my bared, shiny sex. He stood and leaned against the bed with his knees, and then stroked his hot palm over the palest, softest flesh of my bottom. He gripped at my plump ass and then massaged me, digging in his fingers and kneading me as if I were dough.
“Yes Princess, yes, indeed you render me useless with your surrender.”
