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He’d kept his eyes averted from her nakedness the whole time, bless him, and the idea touched her more than she could say. Ani smiled and reached out to take his hand, drawing it back to her breast once more. “I don’t want to leave, not without you. I wanted you to see me, the real me. No makeup, no barriers. If you don’t want me anymore, just tell me and I’ll go.”
They stood in the shadows, watching each other closely.
Time seemed to slow as Rehaj carefully traced his fingers from her breasts, up her neck, to cup her cheek. “You are lovely beyond my imaginings, Anastasia. To walk away from you now would surely kill me.”
Her small smile widened into a full-blown grin. She took his hand again and led him back toward the balcony. “C’mon.”
“Where are we going?” Rehaj asked, following beside her.
“This is a night of firsts, yes? Have you ever made love in the ocean?”
He shook his head.
“Me neither. But I’m game if you are.” She stopped at the top of the steps leading down to the beach and peeked over to make sure the staff and the table were gone. “Looks like were alone now.”
The waxing moon’s light had bathed the area in a soft glow and Ani couldn’t remember ever seeing such a gorgeous location in her life. And yes, they’d both gotten their share of alcohol with dessert. That didn’t mean she wanted this man any less or that the night would be any less special because of it.
“What about the beach?” Rehaj asked. “I could grab us some towels.”
“Towels are good,” Ani agreed. “But for afterward. We don’t want to get sand in places it doesn’t belong, right?”
“Right.” Rehaj held up a finger for her to wait, then rushed back into his villa. She could hear the sound of doors and drawers opening and closing then he reappeared, naked as she was and fully prepared for their activities ahead. Ani gasped then bit her lip, unable to look away from all his male glory, from all his muscles and sinews and his cock, proud and erect, with a bead of moisture glistening at the tip to tell her just how badly he wanted this, wanted her. “I am ready.”
“Yes, you are.” She stood on tiptoe to kiss him again, pressing herself against him and wrapping her arms around his neck. “You know, I think maybe the bed is a better choice for our first time together.”
“Why is that, mahbubi?” he asked between kisses. Rehaj wrapped an arm around her waist and picked her up, forcing her to wrap her legs around him and hold on. “I thought you craved adventure.”
“What I crave right now,” she wiggled against him, allowing her heated core to rub against his straining length. “Is you. Let’s get to bed, eh?”
“Your wish is my command.” He walked them into the bedroom then tumbled with her down onto his king-sized bed. The white bedding and comforter billowed beneath them as they hit the surface in a mass of tangled limbs and desire. All the windows were still open from earlier and the gauzy curtains billowed, creating an enchanted atmosphere of fantasy and fairy tales.
Ani couldn’t get enough of touching and tasting Rehaj, the salt from his skin, the sweetness of champagne on his lips, and when she dared go lower—the tang of his essence on her tongue. He dug his fingers into her hair as she took his cock between her lips again, his low moan causing a fresh wave of moisture between her legs and a surge of need in her blood. She wanted him so badly she ached with longing.
“Please, mahbubi,” Rehaj said, urging her away from him. “If you keep up that exquisite torture, I won’t last. And I want this to last forever.” He kissed her again then laid her back on the silk sheets, lavishing attention on her breasts before kissing his way down her stomach.
“So, so beautiful. So, so perfect,” he murmured over and over until he reached the apex of her thighs. Gently, he spread her legs, then laid down between them, meeting her gaze up the length of her body. “Let me pleasure you, Ani, as you have pleasured me.”
The first soft touch of his tongue against her slick folds almost pushed her over the edge. In all the years she and Marcus had been together, her pleasure had never been his priority. Now, here she was with a man, a royal prince, who had to be used to people catering to his every whim, and he was asking her permission to please her. The thought both humbled and empowered her.
Ani hissed. “Yes. Please, Rehaj. Please.”
He smiled against her, the movement sending shivers of ecstasy through her. “That’s it, mahbubi. That’s it. Let go for me. Tell me what you want. Tell me what you like.”
She tangled her fingers in his dark hair, guiding him. “There. Yes. Right there. Oh, God. That feels so amazing. Yes. Just like that. Yes!”
Ecstasy spiraled tighter and tighter inside her coiling to the point of no return as Rehaj inserted first one, then two, fingers inside her, preparing her for him.
; “Yes, my beauty. Yes,” he coaxed, his talented fingers and tongue keeping her balanced on a knife’s edge. “I want to taste you, all of you. I want to make you explode with desire. I want you to think of this night for years to come as you touch yourself and think of me, think of this, of what I’m doing to you now. I want you to come for me, mahbubi. Come for me now.”
He increased his attention on her sensitive clitoris and Ani froze, poised at the edge of a cliff before hurtling over the precipice. Her world shattered into a million iridescent shards of amazing, unbelievable bliss as the tension inside her released at last and her body pulsed around him. She’d thought she’d had orgasms with Marcus, but never, ever anything like this. As she rode out the waves of pleasure, Ani could barely remember her name, let alone any other man besides Rehaj.
Slowly, he kissed his way back up her body to her lips, allowing her to taste her own spicy arousal on his tongue. His hard cock was pressed against her thigh, so ready, so hot. Rehaj reached past her and into the drawer of his nightstand to pull out a condom.
“Let me,” she said, taking it from him and tearing open the little foil packet with her teeth. She couldn’t resist kissing his tip once more before smoothing the condom into place, savoring the flavor of him on her lips. At last, she settled back amongst the soft white pillows and opened her legs and her heart to him.
Rehaj settled between her thighs, his tip poised at her wet entrance. “Are you sure, mahbubi?”
