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That afternoon, she went shopping with Gwen. Or, rather, she sent Gwen shopping. Was the princess supposed to be in the boutiques, shopping for sexy lingerie? Probably not.
Aubrey texted Jarah, asking if he would be back for dinner. When he informed her that he would not, she fired back another text, letting him know that he shouldn’t be too late.
Like, really shouldn’t be too late.
He sent back a quick reply. I won’t.
Alone in the suite, she flipped through the notes that she’d made during her session with Bibi. She’d even recorded some of it just to make sure that she knew exactly what she was doing. If she made a mistake on her first outing, Jarah would probably never let her out of their suite again.
After a light dinner, she changed into the purple silk sheath that Gwen had picked out for her. It skimmed down to the tops of her thighs and paired with matching lace panties. There was a garter to go with it, but she decided that was too much.
After arranging herself on the bed a few times, she gave up and headed to the couch instead. Trying out a few positions there, she decided to just hide in the bedroom and keep the door cracked. Then she could make a grand, seductive entrance when her husband returned.
Before long, she heard the door open, and she caught sight of Jarah through the cracked bedroom door.
“Hi, honey. I’m so glad you’re home.” Throwing the door open, she walked out and shrieked.
Twomen stared at her.
“Mikal, turn around,” Jarah barked. “Right now.”
“Oh my god. Oh my god. Why…what?” Stunned, she stared at them and then realized that she was half naked and not moving. “I’m so sorry.”
Slamming the bedroom door shut, she pressed her back against it and closed her eyes. If a gaping hole opened up before her, she would gladly jump in.
A few minutes passed, and then there was a light knock on the door. “Aubrey?”
“Oh, God. I’m still not dressed. Hold on.” She leaped toward the closet.
“No, sweetheart, it’s fine. It’s just me.” Opening the door, Jarah stepped in and gave her a crooked smile. “My brother has sworn not to tell anyone what just happened here, and I think after tonight, he’s going to be much nicer to you.”
Moaning, she dropped her face into her hands. “Why is this so hard? We screwed each other’s brains out when we barely knew each other, and now that we’re married, we can’t seem to get over the hurdle. Either I’m throwing up or you’re not here or I’m presenting my half-naked body to your brother…”
“Let’s never say those words again,” he growled with a frown. Falling silent, she stared up at him.
“First off, let me tell you that you look absolutely stunning. I rather like this on you. Did you bring this to Rihamel?”
“Gwen bought it for me. Today. I thought something sexy might help,” she whispered.
“Do you know what I think is going to help?” Reaching for her, he slowly drew her in and bent his head down. “I have yet to kiss my wife the way I’d like to.”
That was true, and she certainly wanted the same kind of kiss. Lifting her head, she opened to him. As soon as their lips touched, her nerves vanished.
He kissed her, slowly and deeply, until she was clinging to him. His hands moved up and down her body, moving the fabric of her negligee with his touch, until he cupped the lace panties and pulled her against his cock.
“Don’t doubt that I want you,” he muttered. “Memories of that night pop up when I’m in meetings, and all it’s all I can do to focus. I’ve wanted my mouth on you for months now, Aubrey. Tonight, you’re mine.”
“Yes,” she whispered as she lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist. “All night.”
Supporting her, he moved to the bed, claimed her lips and followed her down to the mattress. “Shirt, off,” she commanded as he trailed kisses down her neck to her chest. “I want your skin against mine.”
“Whatever my princess wants,” he murmured and began to work at the buttons. Restless, she moved under him, reached for fabric to tug or skin to smooth her hands over. Finally, when his shirt was off, she hummed in satisfaction as she felt his heat.
Sitting up, Jarah fingered the fabric of her negligee. “I like this, but right now, it’s in my way.” He pushed the hem up, and she arched her back, moving until it was off and she was left in nothing but her panties.
“Beautiful.” His eyes skimmed over her, and appreciation lit his eyes.
Not used to having a man stare at her like that, she reached for him. “You can touch. Please.”
