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She again dragged her inviting wetness along his length, her words pausing between each back and forth motion. “Not. Until. I. Say. So.”
His eyes lit up even as a muscle jerked into life at one side of his jaw. “You really are perfect in every way.”
She moaned and tilted her hips forward as she rocked on him, her engorged clit soaking up the heated friction until she was dripping wet and an orgasm tore through her. She cried out at the blast of sensation, collapsing over Jamal as she convulsed again and again with pleasure.
She was only half-aware of Jamal rolling her back underneath him before he slammed inside her, stroking hard and fast until he too succumbed with a roar, his seed filling her.
She was still panting when he tenderly brushed the hair back from her face and kissed her with slow restraint. She sighed luxuriously against his mouth, caught up in the whirlwind of feelings and emotions. She could so completely and utterly fall for him.
A pang went through her heart. She was halfway there already.
Who wouldn’t fall for such a dynamic, charismatic man? He was a great leader, compassionate but ruthless when needed. Little wonder his people loved him.
“What are you thinking about?” he murmured, his eyes heavy-lidded and his body relaxed and warm against hers.
“Not what,who,”she said with a smile.
“Dare I hope that who is me?”
“I don’t know if I should admit it,” she returned, her smile growing. “I don’t want your head to swell.”
“Which head are we talking about?” he asked with a little smirk.
She giggled. “Definitely not the one that was so swollen it exploded.”
His chuckle reverberated through her and left her whole body tingling, not helped at all when he nuzzled her ear and added goose bumps to the mix.
“Next time we make love it’ll be for hours and I’ll give you multiple orgasms. Then I’ll lick and suck you to give you more.”
He carefully disconnected from her and lay on his side, pulling her so that she faced him. “We’re good together, angel. Never forget that.” His lashes were sliding shut when he muttered thickly, “You’ll make a wonderful mother to our children.”
Chapter Sixteen
Yasmine woke with a smile on her face and stickiness between her thighs. Sometime during the night Jamal must have swathed them both under a bedcover, as she was almost too deliciously cozy and warm now.
She breathed in the sexy scent of sandalwood and cinnamon, all too aware her husband was next to her even before she turned to look at him in the faint dawn light coming through the window. Her smile widened. He’d shown his stamina last night and was now clearly sated and sound asleep. Even with his designer stubble close to becoming a beard and covering half his face, his unguarded features looked softer, more youthful.
It was impossible to believe sometimes he was twelve years older than her twenty years, and had accomplished so much. She must seem so young and naïve. Little wonder he was shocked by her deception. She was only surprised he hadn’t taken the credit card away from her.
She slipped out of bed and walked naked into the bathroom. Stepping into the shower, she turned on the taps and allowed the hot water to stream over her aching, tired body. Jamal hadn’t been joking when he said they’d make love for hours. But though her body was sore, the pleasure had made it more than worthwhile.
Her husband had never been so open and loving, his feelings for her transparent. He adored her, maybe even loved her. Her heart wrenched. How could he possibly love her after what she’d done? After all, love went hand-in-hand with trust and she’d blown that by giving into her father’s demands.
Not that Jamal had used her culpability against her. She’d expected outrage at the very least, but he’d shown quite the opposite. She only hoped her returned devotion was enough for him.
After washing her hair, she towel dried and brushed it while studying her reflection in the mirror. Her eyes were bright, her cheeks flushed and her lips plumped and thoroughly kissed. She didn’t look like a wife who’d sinned, she looked radiant and happy.
Not even guilt could overshadow her joy. For the first time in her life she wasn’t constantly worried about putting a foot wrong. As a sheikha she was constantly self-aware. What she wore, how she acted, what she said…
With Jamal she felt safe. Relaxed. That he was quick to forgive and not hold grudges made her appreciate him on a whole new level.
Stepping into the walk-in robe, she pulled on a pink sundress and a pretty pair of sandals before strolling back into the bedroom. Her husband was still asleep, but he’d kicked aside the covers and lay on his stomach with his ass and strong thighs exposed, giving her quite the view.
She refrained from touching him, and instead retrieved her clutch purse before going into the kitchen and pouring a glass of juice. Taking out her birth control pills, she popped one free and stared at it in her palm while Jamal’s words repeated like a mantra in her head.
You’ll make a wonderful mother to our children.
Did she want that now, too? She wasn’t so sure anymore. Knowing his feelings for her were strong and real made her second-guess everything.
