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The sheikh bends down to bite my ear, and it's more than enough to nudge me over a sensual cliff of pleasure. I cry out as I cum, and I can feel him watching me even as his fingers continue to stimulate my clit.
I'm still in a daze when he pulls away, and as I lean weakly against the door, I see the sheikh crouch down on one knee—-
RIP!
It's already over before I even realize what's happening, and just like that the sheikh has another set of my panties to add to his collection.
I look up at him, heart beating hard, and body still shaking with need. "Perv!"
But the sheikh only smiles, and his touch is gentle as he tucks a loose lock of my hair behind my ear. "Only for you, Seven." And then his smile vanishes, and his tone becomes curt. "Now, go back to the boy and tell him it's over."
Chapter Four
Hal looks even moreworried when I get back to our table. "I was ready to call the police." He says the words in a light tone, but I'm pretty sure it's half meant, and it just makes me feel even guiltier.
Even if the sheikh hasn't ordered me to end things with Hal, I still would've done so, and I also know that the sooner I do it, the better. A sweet guy like Hal doesn't deserve a two-timing (of sorts) bitch like me, but—-
"You look troubled," he says quietly. "If going Dutch means that much to you, then you can pay for my dinner, too."
A laugh escapes me even as my heart feels like it's about to explode with guilt.
Dear God.
How do I break things off with Hal when he's too nice for words?
"But seriously." Hal touches my hand. "Is something wrong?"
How do I even begin to answer that? I shouldn't be out having dinner with him in the first place, but even worse is how the sheikh's made me cum just minutes ago...and the fact that I'm now back in the table with Hal...but without my panties!
Those are just a few of the things that are absolutely wrong with my life, but since they're all unspeakably bad—-
I clear my throat and smile tentatively at Hal. "The thing is—-" My words trail off when Hal starts shaking his head.
"You regret saying yes, don't you?"
I start to nod then change my mind and shake my head. "Yes, I mean, no—-"
