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Sayed breathed against her lips, the soft puffs of air brushing them in a gentle caress. “I want to kiss you again.”
She sighed softly. “I’d like that.” A lot.
He didn’t ask again, but put his desires into action, this time placing one hand behind her head. She found the control inherent in the action entirely in line with the man’s nature.
What surprised her was how much she enjoyed it. She liked the way he helped her angle her head for the best connection, but she burned with the way his mouth felt against hers.
It was amazing and sent more sparks of unfamiliar need along her nerve endings. She wanted so much more than just a simple kiss. Not that this kiss felt simple. Decadent, delicious and completely addictive—his lips were lethal to her restraint.
One kiss melted into another until she realized what he wanted as his tongue slid along her lips pressing gently at the seam of her mouth. Liyah let him in and shuddered as the intimacy of their connection went to a whole new level.
He tasted like licorice and…another person. Liyah had never had a man’s tongue slide along her own, had never experienced this level of familiarity with another person’s mouth.
It was erotic in a way she never would have expected, making her want more. More of what, she wasn’t sure.
But definitely more.
He cupped her breast and then she knew. She wanted more of that.
The thin layer of her bra might as well not even be there. Everywhere his hand had contact tingled, sending bursts of bliss arcing through her.
Warm masculine fingers caressed her, kneading her curve and brushing across her nipple. Her entire body went rigid at the electric jolts going directly from her aching peak to the core of her being.
Was this normal? Could ecstasy be this easy to achieve?
All the women’s magazines made it sound a lot more complicated.
He gently pinched her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, his tongue playing a mating dance with her mouth she’d never known but recognized nevertheless.
And she realized what she was feeling wasn’t the ultimate in ecstasy. Because it kept building. One pleasure on top of another. Every sensation more intense than the last, her entire
body heating as her blood rushed.
If this wasn’t a climax, she wasn’t entirely sure she was going to survive one.
But, oh, she was willing to try.
Sayed broke the kiss, the sound of their panting breaths loud to her ears. “Are you certain you want this?”
She nodded, unable to get a single word out.
“You understand, tomorrow I am again the emir of Zeena Sahra.”
“But tonight you are just a man,” she reminded him in a desire-laden whisper.
“Yes.” The sound was closer to a growl than a word.
He kissed her again, this time his mouth devouring hers, his hold on her head implacably keeping her lips right where he wanted them. His aggressive passion might have frightened her but for the gentle way he continued to knead her breast and rasp her nipple.
Putting off a lifetime of restraint, she reached out to do some of her own sensual exploration. His skin was hot against her fingertips and smoother than she expected. The black curls of hair on his chest were also surprisingly silky, his small male nipples ridged.
There was nothing soft about the layers of muscle bunching under her touch, though.
Chest, biceps and abdomen cut with defined muscles.
His body was so different than hers.
Sure, there was the male/female thing. But it was so much more than that.
