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Couldn’t Beth at least have this? Couldn’t she feel Omar’s arms around her, just for one short, blissful moment? Couldn’t she have something, just for herself, a moment she could always remember, before she went back to her ordinary life forever?
“I...” Tears burned the backs of her eyes as she trembled on the edge of the abyss. “I can’t.”
“You can’t what?”
“Want you,” she whispered. But as his expression fell, she couldn’t bear it. “But I do,” she choked out, searching his gaze. “I want you more than anything.”
Omar’s larger hands tightened on hers. The expression in his dark eyes pierced her heart.
“Beth,” he whispered, then spoke words in Samarqari, kissing her on one cheek, then the other.
“What did you say?”
“If you truly want me, habibi, then say my name, and those same words back to me.”
Lost in his dark eyes, in the sensation of his hands wrapped around her own, and her trembling guilt for what she was about to do, she stumbled through the words. He was so close to her. When she swayed forward, her bare, aching nipples brushed against the dark hair of his hard-muscled chest. Dizzy with longing, she breathed his name.
His handsome face glowed in the shadowy bedroom, as the soft warm wind curled past the translucent curtains, cooling their heated skin.
“Now kiss me, Beth,” he said huskily, his dark eyes burning through her soul. “My right cheek, then my left.”
It seemed strangely ceremonial, but all she wanted was to keep this moment, to wrap it up so tight she’d remember it forever. Whatever it took. Whatever it cost. Her heart was brimming with emotion as she stood on tiptoes and kissed his cheek, then the other. As her lips grazed his skin, she felt its roughness, the dark sandpaper bristles.
When she pulled away, Omar’s dark eyes were shining.
He lowered his head and kissed her lips, so gently, so tenderly, that her heart nearly broke inside her.
Still kissing her, he slowly pushed her back against the bed, kicking off his shoes, covering her nearly-naked body with his own. She felt his weight, his strength. She gloried in the feel of him against her, a sensation she’d never felt before.
His lips were heaven, hard and soft, as his tongue teased her, tempting her, swirling against her own. His hands moved from her cheeks, to her shoulders, where her hair spilled in tumbled waves against the pillows.
“You’ve made me so happy,” he whispered, kissing down her throat. She closed her eyes, lost in pleasure as he cupped her full, aching breasts. She held her breath as he lowered his head to taste a taut nipple. He held each heavy breast like a tantalizing sweet to be licked and sucked into his hot, silky mouth. Sensual pleasure swirled around her, drawing her deeper, as a sweet ache coiled low and tight in her belly.
Moving up, he kissed her lips, caressing her body like the precious treasure he’d called her. He kissed her cheeks, her forehead, her eyeli
ds. He ran his hands through her hair and back down her body. He kissed in the valley between her breasts, with a slow lick at each nipple, suckling her before moving downward, ever downward. Slowly pushing her legs apart, he knelt between them on the bed.
The roughness of his cheek scraped softly against the sensitive skin of her belly. She felt the heat of his breath, and then the flick of his wet tongue against the hollow of her belly button. A shiver went through her, but he paused for only a moment, then continued his exploration downward. Exploration?
Seduction.
As he pulled the whisper of white silk lace panties slowly down her thighs, she squeezed her eyes shut, shivering. She felt the bright, hot sun from the open window heating her naked skin. She felt the mattress sway beneath her as he removed his trousers, then knelt between her thighs. His powerful, muscular legs were bare and warm and rough against her skin.
“Beth,” he commanded. “Look at me.”
She obeyed, and, seeing him above her, kneeling between her thighs, she gasped. His body was tanned, hard and powerful with muscle, so much bigger than her own. And hardest of all...
She looked at his large shaft, standing erect from his body, jutting toward her. She’d never seen a naked man before. She held her breath, lost in equal parts fascination and fear.
Wonderingly, she reached out to take him in her hands. He jolted beneath her innocent touch. He was soft as velvet, hard as steel. She stroked him softly, exploring the full length of him.
He gasped. With a low growl, he grabbed her wrists, pushing them back against the pillow. He kissed her hungrily. Leaning forward, he whispered hoarsely in her ear, “Keep your hands back. Or I’ll have to tie you down.”
He kissed slowly down the length of her body, finally lowering his head between her thighs. She shivered as she felt the heat of his breath against the most secret places of her body. Then, spreading her wide with his hands, he lowered his head and tasted between her legs with the full rough width of his tongue.
The pleasure was so shocking, she gasped. Inexperienced as she was, she started to reach for him. But remembering his earlier words, she stopped, and forced herself to hold still, beneath the almost unbearable onslaught of forbidden joy.
His tongue moved delicately at first, then lapped her wide. As she started to tense and shake, his rhythm changed. The tip of his tongue twirled against her taut, wet core as he put a fingertip inside her, then another, stretching her.
