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“Is that all I am to you still?” she managed to tease, albeit in a breathless voice. “A quest?”
His hot, ravenous gaze roamed her body as he answered her without an ounce of hesitation. “Fuck yes.”
The utter shamelessness of it was too much for her. “Oh, sheikh!” She started to laugh, but the sound swiftly turned into a moan when the sheikh brought her hand to his lips and ran his tongue against the sensitive skin.
AAAAAH.
“Don’t you think I’ve waited long enough for you, anisdi?” The sheikh’s possessive gaze captured hers as he spoke, and she couldn’t help but arch against his at the dark promise she saw in it. Oh dear heavens, the things those eyes promised...they were so, so, so very dirty.
Lust slowly snaked its way down her body, and she could only cry out when the sheikh started to suck on her fingers one at a time. Her head tossed and turned against the pillows restlessly – stars above, how could this man make her feel so much?
“Tell me I can fuck you now,” Tarif rasped as he released her fingers. “Say you’ll be mine.”
His hand slid between their bodies, and when she felt him reach for the hem of her robe, she lifted passion-clouded eyes to the sheikh as she moaned out the only answer she could think of. “Yes.”
Chapter Fourteen
The first thing the sheikh removed was her dagger and its strap, and hearing it fall against the floor had Anisah gulping. It felt like having her best friend taken away from her, and her body half-rose in instinctive protest.
The sheikh’s dark head lifted at her movement, and he didn’t seem at all surprised to see her pale and trembling as she propped herself up on her elbows. “Trust me, anisdi.” His voice was quiet, his words both a promise and a command, telling her that he would be her dagger from here on.
It was exactly what she needed to hear, and so when the sheikh gently pushed her back to lie against the bed once more, she no longer thought of running away. She simply closed her eyes...and trusted him.
Soft kisses rained down every inch of skin exposed as the sheikh slowly pushed her robe up, and Anisah shivered as cool air caressed her skin. His lips traced the length of her legs, and her entire body arched involuntarily when his mouth brushed against her sensitive knees.
Oh stars above, not a minute had even passed and already she couldn’t stop herself from shaking. She covered her mouth as the sheikh’s lips started getting closer to her crotch, and she tried to keep her cry to herself when the sheikh started nuzzling her lace-covered womanhood.
“P-Please...”
“Please what?” The sheikh’s low chuckle only served to make her arch against his mouth, and when he kept moving his lips up and down her folds, she pressed her hands harder to her mouth, struggling to stay silent even as an embarrassing amount of moisture started to make her folds creamy and swollen.
Her legs started to twist restlessly against the bed, and fire continued to snake insidiously through her bloodstream even when the sheikh’s mouth finally started moving again. She felt the robe move up alongside his lips, and this time it was his tongue that licked a tantalizingly wet trail from her belly all the way up to the valley of her breasts.
One swift whipping motion had her robe over her head and falling silently to the floor, and when another second passed, the sheikh had already unclipped the front clasp of her bra. The cups fell to the sides of her body, and as cold air once again kissed her skin, her nipples started to tighten and stiffen until they were pointed, pouting buds begging for his attention.
Her dazed eyes followed his movement as the sheikh leaned back on his haunches, and when the sheikh asked hoarsely, “Would you like to undress me?” –
Tarif reached for Anisah’s hands at her shy nod, and he slowly pulled her up until she was on her knees. His hot gaze stayed on her lovely, flushed face as he guided her hands to the knot of his tie, allowing him to see the way her tongue darted out to wet her lips when she started to unwind the tie from his neck.
It was an arousing sight, and he had to breathe hard in an effort to control himself from unzipping his pants and sinking his hot, aching cock into her moist, tight pussy.
He watched her rise up on her knees when it was time to take his jacket off, and a groan slipped past his lips when her bare breasts pressed against his chest as she bent forward. She started wriggling as she pushed his jacket down his arms, and Tarif closed his eyes as he struggled against the urge to throw her on her back and fuck her then and there.
Her fingers were slow but surprisingly steady when she worked on unbuttoning her shirt and unfastening his belt, but she proved hesitant and confused when it was time to unzip his pants. Clouded eyes peered up at him, innocently begging for guidance, and his teeth gnashed as a wave of lust jolted his body at the exquisite look in her gaze –
Teach me how to please you. Make use of my body as you will. Please, please, please fuck me.
These were the words those beautifully expressive eyes of hers cried out, and they were his downfall. They pulverized his self-control and cast out every sensible thought from his mind. All that was left was a white-hot, frenzied need to possess her.
“Tory...”
The harsh note in the sheikh’s voice was her only warning. The next thing she knew he had thrown her on her back, and he was swiftly dealing with the last pieces of his clothing. In just a few seconds, his pants and briefs were gone, leaving him gloriously and spectacularly naked. She wanted to cry out at the sheer magnificent beauty of him, but there was no time to do so, with the sheikh hell bent on undressing her and having Anisah as naked as he was.
When his fingers clutched the band of her lace panties from each side, she lifted her hips instinctively, thinking that he would pull them down, but instead she heard a distinct tearing sound –
Anisah pushed herself up on her elbows with a gasp, and her eyes widened when she realized it was exactly what she had hoped thought – the sheikh had ripped her panties off her body, and this time she couldn’t stop herself from whimpering as she watched the torn pieces join the rest of their clothes on the floor.
Oh...dear...heavens...
