Page 7 of Unknown Royal Baby

He opened his mouth to speak but she forestalled him.

‘I’m absolutely sure I want this. I don’t care about your position or mine. I don’t care about the future.’ Not even her job was as necessary as this. She breathed deep, his spicy, lemony scent making her heady. ‘Ineedyou, Isam.’

For a second he didn’t move, didn’t make a sound. His proud features looked so tight they might have been sculpted from metal. Then his chest rose mightily, pressing against hers and he shook his head, murmuring something in Arabic she had no hope of understanding.

Before she had time to guess at his response he moved. One second she was standing, stretched taut against him. The next she was cradled in his embrace, held sideways against his torso, his arms supporting her back and legs.

He turned and carried her from the room with long, decisive steps and her heart soared. They weren’t heading for the exit but the bedrooms.

‘You lay waste to my caution, Avril. To everything except my hunger for you. I tell myself I shouldn’t, I can’t, but it’s no good. I want you desperately.’

His voice was rough, almost unrecognisable, and she lifted her hand to his throat where he swallowed hard. Tenderness welled up for this strong man humbled by the same urgent desire that swamped her.

He paused in the doorway, looking down at her, that ferocious blaze of arousal tempered by something that made her heart split open in wonder.

‘But remember, if you change your mind—’

‘I won’t.’

She covered his mouth with her palm. She didn’t want to talk.

Isam kissed her hand, then opened his mouth and dragged his tongue along the centre of her palm and right to the tip of her middle finger.

Avril shuddered and gasped as heat zinged through her body. She’d never experienced such an erotic caress. Her breasts seemed to swell, her nipples peaking hard while inner muscles squeezed tight.

She quivered, shocked at her response and eager for more. If she felt this way now, how good would it be when they finally came together?

She looked up into his assessing stare. Was Isam thinking the same thing? His eyes looked molten hot and she couldn’t keep her thoughts to herself. ‘I want you naked. Now.’

She felt a fillip of delight, seeing his eyes widen. But better was her satisfaction as he strode through the suite into a vast, elegantly appointed bedroom.

As soon as she was on her feet she reached for his shirt, scrabbling at the buttons. Yet Isam was quicker than her. By the time she tugged his shirt from his trousers her blouse was unbuttoned and open. He pushed it and her jacket from her body in one smooth movement that reminded her he’d done this many times before.

It would make sense to warn him of her inexperience, but Avril didn’t want anything to interrupt this moment, or give him a reason to have any more concerns. Instead she reached for the fastening of his trousers.

What began as a deliberate act became a blur of urgent movement. Soon they were on the bed, gloriously naked, Avril breathless at the amazing sensations of their bodies together. Dimly she registered Isam reach for the bedside table, retrieving a condom.

As if her body weren’t stimulated enough, the sight of him rolling it on took her to a whole new level of excitement. He knelt above her, exploring her spreadeagled body with hands and mouth so thoroughly and perfectly that it was mere minutes before an orgasm rushed her.

Avril arched off the bed, responding instinctively to his mouth at her breast and his hand between her legs. The sensations were overwhelming, utterly sublime. Yet as she finally came down from that amazing high, her eyelashes spiked with frustrated tears. She’d had no time to explore his fascinating body, much less have him inside her as she craved.

‘Avril, you are you okay?’ His voice was a concerned rumble against her ear as he hauled her close.

He wrapped his arms around her as she sank against him, bones melting in ecstasy. His tone grew imperative. ‘Tell me. What’s wrong?’

She shook her head, her vision blurry as she opened her eyes to meet his worried gaze. ‘I couldn’t wait. It was incredible.’Hewas incredible, so passionate yet tender. The way he touched her both reverent and carnal. ‘But I wanted the first time to bewithyou. Not your hand but...’

A grin cracked his taut expression as he rolled her onto her back, nudging her thighs wide so he could settle between them.

Her already overburdened senses frantically registered new delights. The weight of him, even though he propped himself on his elbows. The incendiary heat and the fascinating hardness of his erection. The tickle of chest hair against her breasts that made her arch and rub her nipples eagerly against him. That felt incredible.

As she moved his breath hissed and his erection pulsed against her, making her eyes widen.

‘Is that what you want?’ he growled. The timbre of his voice made every fine hair on her body stand up in anticipation.

‘You know it is.’

Avril reached down to touch him but he clamped her wrist, pulling it away. ‘Better not.’

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