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“I’m always going to care about you, protect you.”

“I have no doubt you will,” she said, her voice a throaty purr.

“You’re the light of my life, my sheikha.”

“I feel the same way, my sheikh,” she echoed.

Then he stopped rubbing her and leaned lower, letting his tongue stray over her shoulders, making soft flicks against her lower neck, against her collarbones. Amir kept licking her skin, tracing curlicues over her back. She moaned and burrowed deeper into the bed, letting the ecstasy wash over her. But now it was more about the sensuality of the act; it was about the trust. Here she was, naked and vulnerable in his grasp, and she had confidence that he’d be there to save her, as he did before at Jackson’s home.

Finally, he resumed rubbing her back, his hands going low to get the tightness low on her body, right over her hips.

“You’re carrying far too much tension. I need to make sure I increase our sessions to twice a day,” he said. Amir leaned lower and his whisper was sharp against her ears. “Maybe I’ll lock you up here and never let you leave.”

“How nefarious of you, but the kids will riot.”

“I think we can try and stave off any mutinies,” he said, even as his hands dug deeper into her muscles. More than that, she noticed that his erection was rigid again and pressing into her rear. “There are certain things I need,” he promised.

“Oh,” she added, lifting her hips a bit to feel his length pressed against her. “I think there are things that I need too, and did anyone ever tell you that you’re insatiable?”

“I’ve heard that,” he whispered, nibbling on her ear.

Amir shocked her by grabbing her around the waist and rolling onto his back. She was above him now and his returned erection was even more obvious as it pressed into her belly. It was enough to leave her wet and wanting. Then again, she was always ready for him—ready and so glad for the life they shared that she almost lost through her own stubbornness and a corrupt senator’s hand.

“You’re so quiet, my sheikha,” he said, his amber eyes boring into hers. “Is everything alright?”

She kissed his lips, biting the botto

m one playfully between her teeth. “Everything’s perfect.”

And it always would be.

THE END

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