The Sheikh's Tamed Bride (The Sharif Sheikhs 2)

He’d planned to come home and fuck her until she begged for mercy, but something had changed when he’d listened to her breathy moans while she was still asleep. He wanted to draw this out and make it last.

She’d touched herself and thought of him. It was almost his undoing.

“Rashid,” she gasped. “I want to play, too.”

“Can’t,” he grunted. “I won’t last.”

She pushed him away and crooked her finger. “Come here.” She patted the spot beside her.

Wanting to make her happy, though he could not help feeling disappointed for himself, he crawled up next to her, but then she kissed him and moved to straddle his face. Rashid held his breath as she lowered her body and stretched across him before slowly sliding her mouth down his cock.

This woman was perfect.

His woman was perfect.

His moans were muffled as he pulled her hips lower and went back to the task of pleasuring her. Her own cries vibrated against him, and he knew that he wouldn’t last long. Gently scraping his teeth against her clit, he continued until he could feel her knees start to shake. Then, he flicked his tongue rapidly over her, again and again.

She screamed against his cock, and that was the end.

Quaking, he released it all into her mouth as he lapped up her juices. He’d never felt anything like it before. It was so different to be with someone who had opened up to him so completely.

She trusted him with her body.

Did she trust him with her heart?

“Come here,” he whispered as he turned her body and pulled her back up against his chest. Her legs fell around him, and she cradled his cock against her pussy and wiggled in pleasure. He kissed her slow and deep and ran his hands along her spine.

They fell asleep just like that, and when he woke up again in the middle of the night, he was inside her, and she rode him all through the night.

13

Rashid sighed as he leaned back in the seat of the car. “It’s just dinner. Why can’t you tell me where we’re going?”

Smiling mischievously, Mila leaned over and kissed him. “You need to learn to give up some of that famous control of yours. This is supposed to be a surprise, so just relax and be surprised.”

Excitement jumped inside her. Tonight was the night of the surprise engagement party. Karam and Arvio had assured her that they’d invited all of his friends.

She had borrowed one of Amira’s dresses so she wouldn’t embarrass Rashid if the press showed up. After the past few long and heady nights of making love, she really felt like they were making progress.

He’d changed. He’d turned back into his charming and patient self, and she was falling in love with him.

Not falling but fallen. Head over heels, completely, madly, in love with him.

It was exhilarating and terrifying. She’d never felt this way about any man, and she wanted to believe that her heart would be safe with Rashid. In fact, she planned on telling him tonight. She could see the question in his eyes sometimes when he looked at her. She wanted to assure him that she was in this for the long haul.

“The sports complex?” He frowned as she pulled the car into the arena. “We’re having dinner here? You do remember that I own this place, right?”

“Of course.” She laughed. “But I haven’t been inside since you proposed to me, and I wanted to get to know the place that you love so much.”

“Really?” A slow smile curved over his face. “If you had said something earlier, I could have arranged a private tour, and then you could have really gotten to know the place.”

“Dirty mind.” She leaned over and kissed him, long and slow. “I may have checked with your secretary and gotten the scoop on all the empty rooms tonight, so we might be able to do just that,” she whispered in his ear.

He groaned and slid his hands down her sides until he could shove the hem of her dress up. She knew he could feel the heat radiating from her center when he said, “You’re killing me.”

The car pulled up to the valet station before things could go too much further. Mila laughed and shot out of the car before the driver even had the opportunity to open the door. Rashid had no choice but to follow.

Feeling devious, she led Rashid to the elevators, and as soon as the doors were closed, he was up against her, his hands roaming her body. “We could skip dinner and go straight to dessert,” he said as he pushed her panties aside and slipped a finger inside her.