Page 30 of Her Seductive Enemy


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“Why are you doing this, sheikh?”

“I already told you why.”

Another memory drifted to her. No more games, anisdi. I want us to try again. Such beautiful words, but she’d be an idiot if she let mere words sweep her away, and so Anisah slowly shook her head. “It’s impossible.”

“You are meant to be my woman—-”

“No.” She shook her head again, vigorously this time. “I am not and I won’t ever be.”

But her protests only had the sheikh regard her in calm contemplation. “You truly believe this?” His question dared her to lie to him outright – something he knew her honor would cause her to struggle over – and when he saw Anisah bite her lip, Tarif knew he had succeeded in making his point.

Their gazes met.

Hers was pleading. Can’t you just leave me alone and find someone else?

His was unyielding. You are the only one I want.

Anisah was torn. A part of her was exasperated and even despairing at the sheikh’s infernal stubbornness, but then there was the other part of her – her most foolish and shameful side, actually - that actually delighted in the sheikh’s desire to possess her.

“This can’t end well,” she said finally. “You know it can’t, sheikh. So can’t we just be smart about this and just get on with each other’s lives? Separately?” She took a deep breath. “Please?”

But the sheikh only had one word to say. “No.”

Curse him. Anisah’s look of reluctant entreaty readily turned into one of frustration. “You can have any woman in the world—-”

“But I only want you.” His words only had Anisah throwing him an unimpressed look. Bullshit, it snarled at him, and Tarif inclined his head with a slight smile, acknowledging her understandable unwillingness to believe him. “I know my past makes such words appear patently false, but it is not. You are the only one I want—-”

“That’s exactly what makes this hard to believe, Your Highness. I’m nothing special—-”

“On the contrary, I’d say you were one of a kind, my sweet.”

“One of a kind?” Her tone was openly incredulous now. “In what way?”

Wickedness flashed in the sheikh’s dark gaze. “Your pussy for one.”

She choked.

“I’ve developed quite an obsession with it.”

Anisah couldn’t help gaping and blushing at the same time. “I cannot believe you are saying such things—-”

“The thought of making your pussy mine has me awake for nights—-”

“Sheikh, please!” Feeling like she was about to burst into flames at the sheikh’s words, Anisah clumsily made a grab for her dessert and fed herself a huge spoonful in an effort to cool her body down.

A smile of pure male satisfaction formed on the sheikh’s lips at Anisah’s flushed appearance, and he purred, “I am only speaking the truth—-”

“You only think you’re speaking the truth, Your Highness.” She shoved another spoonful inside her mouth, but it did nothing to reduce the heat that was insidiously invading every inch of her body and making her tingle from head to toe. “My...” She could think of the word easily enough – pussy, pussy, pussy – but thinking it was quite different from voicing it out loud, and so she said instead, “My kitty is no different from the others.”

Kitty? The sheikh almost choked, but he managed to drawl in a fairly steady voice, “While I always respect your opinion, I also believe when it comes to the matter of your kitty—-” He grinned, and she turned red. “It’s something my cock is in a better position to decide on. Do you not think so?”

Anisah could only glower at the sheikh. Thinking was exactly what she couldn’t do, and it was so the moment the sheikh spoke of a certain part of his anatomy. Oh dear heavens, what that long, thick, hard member of his could do to her member...

“Shall I take your silence as yes?” The sheikh’s tone was one of polite inquiry. “Perhaps we may even put it to a test – in the interest of a fair and scientific pursuit of the truth, perhaps we could indulge in a little demonstration of how my cock finds your pussy—-”

“Enough, Your Highness!” Anisah rolled her eyes even as she struggled to keep her amusement from showing. Oh, the things this man said!

“You should do that more often,” the sheikh murmured.

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