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She didn’t have the ability to think let alone ask what exactly he meant by that when kissed his way down her torso, his head then stilling between her thighs as he parted the outer folds of her pussy. She stiffened somewhere between shock and anticipation before his first lick sent her gasping and breathless. His second, third and fourth burned through her bundle of nerves with ever-powerful jolts of electricity.
She was no longer self-conscious in any way, with her thighs spread open in invitation, her indistinct moans becoming louder and sharper as an orgasm beckoned.
Then he sucked hard on her plump bud and she shattered with a cry of ecstasy, one that grew in volume when he didn’t relent, his tongue flicking like a whip and leaving her wrung out with pleasure and unable to utter a single coherent word.
He smiled when he finally climbed back over her and took her mouth with his, ensuring she tasted herself on his lips and his tongue before he lifted his head and said hoarsely, “You’re ready for me now. You belong to me.”
Chapter Six
Jamal had never been so close to prematurely spilling his seed and disgracing himself. What was it about his wife that sent him so close to the edge? Maybe it was because he hadn’t stopped thinking about her from the moment he’d seen her. That entering her body without finishing what he’d started had almost sent him mad with lust was just an added complication.
Not half as complicated as being tricked into marrying her, a little voice in his head reminded.
The voice of reason didn’t stop him aligning his shaft to her inviting wetness. He adored problem solving almost as much as he adored his gorgeous wife.
From her golden skin and her silver-blonde hair, her cornflower blue eyes and luscious pink lips, her small but perfectly formed breasts and her pussy that had made his mouth water for just one taste, she was his perfect match in every way. That she was smart—he’d recently learned she had a business and modern languages degree—only added fuel to his flames of desire.
She was perfection in every way.
Then he plunged inside her and all thought ceased to exist, only pleasure. She was as tight as their first time, her inner muscles locking around him and her gasp of pain reminding him that he was bigger than most men. That he had to restrain his beast mode and take it slow and gentle half-killed him.
Until the moment she softened beneath him, her gasps becoming as slumberous as her beautiful eyes. He pushed in and out, her breasts jiggling while her moisture lubed his shaft and made him slick.
Her gasps soon became moans and she was writhing beneath him while he stroked inside her harder and faster, and he was somewhere between heaven and hell as he forced himself not to come. Not yet. Not until her eyes popped wide open and she mewled like a cat as she climaxed, her inner muscles grasping and grabbing.
He plunged deep, releasing his seed with a roar, his pleasure so intense his eyes rolled and he saw everything through a red haze of lust.Fuck.He’d never experienced anything near as sublime as this release.
That he was left dazed and disoriented spoke volumes about his many other sexual encounters. He’d been left satisfied yet empty.
With Yasmine he was fulfilled in every way that counted. It was so unexpected he didn’t know what to think…what to feel.
“Are you okay?” she asked softly.
He resisted shaking his head to clear it. He didn’t want her to misinterpret that as ano.“I should be asking you that.”
She smiled, a shaky, tremulous smile that tore at his heartstrings. “At least now I understand why so many women want to join a harem.”
Thanks to her dad, he had a feeling she knew firsthand that being in a harem wasn’t just about sex and pleasure. “There is a rivalry in a harem like none other, the competition for attention fierce.”
She nodded, then bit into her bottom lip as she looked up at him. “You sound very…knowledgeable. Do you have a harem?”
“Would it worry you if I did?” he asked gently.
Her lashes fluttered and she jostled a little beneath him, as though ready to abandon him and his personal questions. But he was in no mood to disconnect from her now. There was something right in staying bonded with her, their breaths in synch and his forearms taking most his weight while he looked down at her and read her like an open book.
“It worried my mother. She might be my dad’s only wife but she has many beautiful harem women to contend with.” She sighed. “She was raised in a western world, where most marriages signify loyalty and faithfulness to one another.”
Right now he couldn’t agree more with the western cultural belief. He didn’t want anyone else but his silver-haired wife. She was his one and only. His bachelor past only confirmed his newfound belief. He’d been with enough women to know none of them interested him now he had Yasmine as his wife.
She blinked up at him. “I think those ingrained beliefs drove her half-mad with envy and injustice.”
He brushed some hair off his wife’s flushed face, his heart jerking erratically that he had the rest of his life to worship this gorgeous woman. “You were educated for a few years in London, too?”
“Yes.” Her eyes widened. “How did you know?”
He winked. “I was compelled to research everything about my future wife.”
Her eyes sparkled and her lush lips tilted up at the corners. “I hope I didn’t disappoint you?”
