The Sheikh's Christmas Present (Shadid Sheikhs 2)

“If you keep touching me like that, I’m going to turn around.” His voice was heavy and thick, and she immediately pressed her naked body against him.

“Not yet,” she pleaded. “Let me enjoy this. Please.”

“I want you to, but if you keep at it, there won’t be anything left to pleasure you with. Unless that’s what you want, and if that’s the case, by all means. Keep playing.”

Maria laughed, her voice sounding strangled and pressed her head to his skin. The waters lapped around them, and she felt the current tugging gently at her legs. More than one thing threatened to sweep her away.

All she had to do was let go.

“Maria?”

“I let a complete stranger pay me money to fly him out of the country. I shared a room with him, and I let him touch me. And now…” she swallowed hard. “Now, I’m naked in the water with you, and I know exactly what I want.”

“Wanting something and taking something are two different things, Maria. I tease and seduce, but you have to take the final step.”

He stood completely still in the water, like a statue, waiting for her to make a decision.

Except that she’d made her decision the moment she’d crossed those rocks with him. Her pussy pulsed with need, and she took a deep breath and wrapped a hand around his cock.

Hard. Big.

“Fuck,” he hissed and immediately jerked out of her grasp. Whirling around, he gripped her hips and jerked her up against him. Maria moaned and wrapped her legs around his waist. His erection nestled in her wet slit, and she slowly moved against him.

Kissing her hard, he rocked her back and forth, has his cock slid over her clit, she cried out and clung to his neck. Despite the chill of the water, her whole body felt like it was on fire. “Please,” she hissed. “Don’t make me beg.”

“Are you kidding?” he laughed hoarsely. “All I can think about is making you beg for me, but I can’t wait any longer. I want you right now. Hold on tight.”

There was no way she was letting go of him. Pressing her face into his neck, she felt him reach between them and slide a finger inside her, testing her.

She was soaking wet. He curled his finger easily inside her, and a wave of pleasure shot through her. “I’m ready. I’m ready, please. I need to feel you inside me.”

Lapping up the salt water from his skin, she scraped her teeth across his neck, and he readjusted his grip on her body. Before she knew it, he was probing her entrance.

He grunted and drove into her until he was completely sheathed. The sensual invasion shocked her so much that she lost her hold on him. If he hadn’t been holding her so tightly, she would have slipped under the water.

“It’s okay. I’ve got you,” he groaned. “You feel so good, Maria. So tight.”

When he didn’t move, she wiggled her hips. She needed to feel him sliding deeper.

Hard pounding. If she was going to enjoy him, she wanted him without restraints.

He didn’t stop her, so she pulled her hips away and thrust back against him. “Maria,” he gasped. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“A little pain never killed anyone,” she said as she lifted her body again. Nibbling on his neck, she moved against him again. “I need more, Jarik. Please.”

“Hold tight,” he whispered. She tightened her legs around him, and he carried her from the water. The sun warmed her as he crossed the sand, still nestled inside her, and lowered her to the blanket. She felt exposed on the empty beach, but no one was around, and when the weight of his body pushed him even deeper inside her, she saw only him.

Digging her heels in the blanket, she pushed her hips up and dug her nails into his waist. It seemed to be all the encouragement he needed. He let go of his restraint and started driving into her harder and harder.

“Yes,” she whispered and arched her back. As if he could read her mind, he bent his head and took a sensitive nipple in his mouth. Roughly scraping his teeth across it, he drove her higher and higher. She could feel the unrestrained need swirling around in him, and he held nothing back.

Tangling her hands in his hair, she pulled his head back and pressed her lips to his. His tongue mimicked the thrust of his hips, and he muffled the sound of her moans. She lost more and more control of her body until she began to shake from the pleasure. Falling back into the sand, she gasped and let go as the orgasm took her. “No,” she gasped. “No!”

“No?” He immediately froze above her. “Habibti, what’s wrong?”

Maria’s hands trembled as the orgasm subsided. “I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I was afraid it’d make you come, and I’m not ready for it to be over.”

A faint smile played on his lips, and he gently pulled out of her. “You drive me insane, and I’m ready to blow, but there isn’t a chance in hell that I’m letting you go with only one orgasm. Now…let’s get you ready for round two.”