The Sheikh and the Virgin Secretary(Desert Rogues, Book 10)(28) by Susan Mallery
“You are uniquely yourself.”
“Does that mean you want to go with me this weekend?”
“I would like it very much.”
“Then you should come along.” Uh-oh. What exactly was she getting herself into?
They left for Sacramento Saturday morning, shortly before nine. The flight would be a little less than an hour, which meant there would be a whole day of family time. Usually the thought would have excited Kiley, but this morning it made her nervous.
Still, if she was going to bring Rafiq to visit her parents and whoever else might be hanging out there, it was very nice to travel in style.
“I’ve never been in a private plane before,” she said as she rubbed her hand over the smooth, soft leather covering the seat. “It’s very nice.”
Rafiq sat across from her in an equally impressive seat. “There is a larger plane for longer trips.”
“That’s right. You have two planes.”
He shrugged. “It is more convenient.”
She had to agree with that. Instead of getting to the airport two hours early and dealing with long lines, they had driven onto a small airfield next to the Los Angeles International Airport. As soon as they had handed over their luggage and gone onboard, the pilot had prepared for takeoff. Who knew this type of travel even existed?
“You’re going to make it hard to go back to discount flying,” she said as the plane banked, then turned north.
“That was not my intent. I thought you would enjoy this plane.”
She looked around at the luxuriously appointed cabin. “It’s fabulous. Remind me to be rich in my next life.”
He unfastened his seat belt, leaned forward and un-hooked hers. Then he pulled her across the narrow aisle onto his lap. When she’d settled onto his thighs and had looped an arm around his shoulder, he smiled.
“Much better,” he said.
She snuggled closer. “What happened to taking things slowly?”
He put his hand on the back of her head and drew her down for his kiss. “I’ve been rethinking that plan.”
“Good,” she managed before he claimed her.
She pressed her hand to his cheek and let herself get lost in the sensual dance of lips and tongues. He explored her, then teased her by retreating. She followed, and he gently sucked on her tongue.
Need grew inside of her. She felt hot and hungry and her br**sts ached.
He rested his hand on her thigh. She willed him to move higher, to touch her between her legs. Even through her jeans, the contact would bring her pleasure.
But he didn’t read her mind and she wasn’t capable of asking. Not yet. But soon, she thought, wanting him with a passion that left her breathless.
She raised her head and sighed. “This is nice. I guess I should have seduced you this week, but I was really busy and time got away from me.”
“I’m not sure how I feel about coming in second to your work.”
“Specifically, it was a report my boss wanted.”
He unfastened the buttons at the front of her shirt, then pressed his mouth to the swell of breast just above her bra. “Perhaps next time you should tell him no.”
“I’d like to, but he’s really demanding. You know the type.”
“Regal,” he said as he undid the front hook of her bra and pushed the cups aside.
He moved his hands to her hips and helped her straddle him. When she’d braced her hands on the back of the seat, he leaned in and took her nipple in his mouth. At the same time, he slipped his hand between her legs and began to rub her center. Perhaps he could read minds after all.
The combination of sensations was too much, she thought as she gave herself up to the gentle sucking at her br**sts and the rhythmic teasing between her legs.
“Tell me the pilot isn’t going to walk in on us,” she said, her voice thick.
“Don’t worry,” Rafiq told her. “He won’t. Relax.”
As he spoke he moved his hands to the waistband of her jeans and unfastened the button there. She swayed back.
“You can’t take my pants off,” she said, shocked by the suggestion.
He smiled. “Why not? We have plenty of time.”
“But we’re in an airplane.”
“I want to touch you. I want to feel your wetness and bury my fingers inside of you.” The smile returned. “You don’t have to enjoy it.”
She was tempted by what he offered, but nervous about where they were.
“Just for a second,” she said.
He chuckled, helped her to stand.
“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she said as she slipped off her shoes, then tugged down her jeans. Her panties quickly followed.
Naked from the waist down, she straddled him again and braced herself on the seatback. He immediately went to work on her br**sts, even as he made good on his word and slipped his finger inside of her.
She felt herself react instantly. Her muscles clenched around him as he moved in and out of her. At the same time, he used his thumb to rub against her swollen center. His mouth caressed her right breast and with his free hand, he went to work on the other one.
The man was talented, she thought hazily as she tensed in anticipation of her climax. Her eyes popped open. She couldn’t! Not here. Not like that.
But everything felt too good. She didn’t want him to stop.
“Just another minute,” she whispered, her eyes drifting closed. “I’ll count to sixty and then you’ll have to—”
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