The Sheikh's Virgin(Desert Rogues, Book 13)(34) by Susan Mallery
“Are you all right?” Victoria asked. “Don’t you feel well?”
“I feel fine.”
“You seem in a hurry.”
He waited until they were free of the crowd, stepped into an alcove, pulled her close and kissed her.
Victoria didn’t know what to think, but the second Kateb’s mouth touched her, it didn’t really matter. His lips were warm and demanding, taking her with a passion that made her tremble.
He held her tightly, his arms strong and safe. He deepened the kiss, plunging his tongue inside her mouth, making it clear that he wanted her. There was an edge of desperation to his touch, a power that thrilled every part of her. She’d thought they would never make love again and now he was making it known that he wanted to claim her as his.
Even as she kissed him back, their tongues stroking and dancing, she surged against him, wanting to feel all of him. His hands dropped to her rear and squeezed her curves. Her belly tightened, then she leaned in and felt his hardness. She couldn’t help rubbing against him, imagining him inside of her, filling her, taking her.
She pulled back enough to see the fire burning in his eyes.
“The harem is closer,” she whispered.
He hesitated only a second, but she knew what it meant. Last time they’d been swept away. Last time they hadn’t used anything. Neither of them was prepared for the consequences of that act.
“Yusra is very efficient,” she told him. “She’s stocked my nightstand drawers.”
He picked up her hand and kissed the palm. His breath was hot, his touch insistent.
They hurried toward the harem and stepped inside. She led the way to the bedroom she used.
Someone had already turned the lights on low and pulled back the bed. She knew the ever-efficient staff hadn’t been reading Kateb’s mind. Instead they prepared her room for her every night…as if expecting her to eventually bring home a lover.
And tonight she had.
She turned back to him. He kissed her again, just as insistent as before, his mouth so hungry it made her weak with longing. Even as their tongues mated, he grabbed the front of her gold jacket and jerked it open. Buttons went flying. She shrugged out of the garment. By the time it had dropped to the stone floor, he’d unfastened her bra.
He moved his hands to her bare br**sts. Her ni**les were already tight and exquisitely sensitive to his touch. He stroked her, lightly brushing the very tips, sending ribbons of fire burning all through her.
When he dropped his head so he could draw one of her ni**les into his mouth, she gasped with the pleasure. She clutched his head in her hands, holding him in place, arching her back and whispering for more.
He sucked deeply, pulling her into his mouth. His tongue dueled with her nipple. She was already so wet and swollen, so ready. She wanted to squirm and beg, but she liked what he was doing to her br**sts too much to ask him to stop. It was an impossible choice—there was so much pleasure.
He moved between her br**sts. Wanting filled her until she thought she would faint from the need. At last he dropped to his knees in front of her and reached for the hidden zipper on her trousers. He tugged them down, along with her bikini panties, then parted her swollen flesh and pressed his mouth against the very core of her.
He kissed her intimately, stroking her with his tongue. She was so close already, so near to release, so desperate for him, that it only took a few seconds for her to start shaking. Muscles tensed in anticipation. She could feel herself starting to lose control.
“No,” she whispered. Not like this, half dressed, barely able to stay standing.
Once again he seemed to know what she was thinking. He stood and began to remove his own clothing. She kicked off her shoes, pulled off her trousers and stepped out of her panties. He paused to pull a condom out of the nightstand drawer, then they were naked together on the bed, his arousal pressing into her thigh.
She reached down and took him in her hand. His breath caught in a hiss as she rubbed the length of him, then moved her fingers against the tip. He surged against her, only to stop.
“Not so fast,” he told her.
He slid down between her legs. She parted for him and tried to hold in a moan as he pleasured her with his mouth.
He moved slowly at first, as if discovering what made her shiver and moan and writhe. He kissed all of her before finding that one swollen spot that thrilled her. His touch was beyond anything she’d experienced, she thought as her body prepared itself for her release. Muscles tensed. She pushed down with her heels and rocked her head back and forth.
Closer and closer. He moved faster, keeping a steady rhythm that made the ending inevitable. Her muscles convulsed as her body shook. Her release claimed every part of her, taking her to the edge and dropping her off the side.
He continued to stroke her with his tongue, more lightly until he’d drawn the last bit of paradise from her body. When she was finally still and able to breathe again, he grabbed the condom, pulled it on and pushed inside of her.
He filled her completely, stretching her, arousing nerve endings until they began to pulse once more. Before she could figure out what was going on, she was coming again. The unexpected release caught her off guard. She clung to him, unable to control her body. Her gaze locked with his as she lost herself in each thrust.
She told herself to look away or at least close her eyes, that this was too intimate, but she couldn’t seem to stop staring at him. Neither did he turn away.
He continued to stare down at her, pumping in and out, each stroke sending her into a new level of pleasure. It was beyond anything she’d ever experienced. Each time she thought she was done, she came again until she trembled with exhaustion.
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