Page 98 of Her Older Sheikh

Firm.

And just so, so seductive that I can't help but inch close as I cup his face with both of my hands—-

Oh God, am I really going to do this?

—-before covering his mouth with mine.

Yes, I am, and I already did.

I, Leah Raptis, have officially made the first move in kissing him.

I never thought I'd be the type to kiss a guy first, but I just can't seem to help it, and...aaaaaaaah.

He's finally kissing me back, and words likehot, rough,anddeepdon't even cover it.

My hands fall away as he grips my hair and yanks my head back.

God, he's so forceful—-

His tongue thrusts deep inside of my mouth.

And I love it.

My arms wrap around his neck as his tongue stabs my mouth again and again and again.

His hands clasp my waist as his tongue strokes against mine, and all I can do is gasp a moment later when he scoops me off the bed without breaking our kiss.

"Ah!"

But my startled cry against his lips only makes him chuckle, and the next thing I know I'm already straddling his lap while hislong, hard cock pulses and throbs between the drenched folds of my pussy.

His grip on my hair gentles as his mouth eases off mine.

"Take off your gown."

His voice is thick with lust, his accent more prominent than ever, and the sound makes me

shudder anew in a mixture of need and fear.

My fingers tremble as I reach for the hem of my hospital gown, and just as I've pulled it over my head and toss it away, his hands cup my bare tits all of a sudden, and all I can do is gasp as he squeezes them hard.

"Just checking if you're done," he says oh-so-politely I'm almost tempted to laugh.

Yeah right.

He pinches my nipples before letting go, and I bite down hard on my lower lip so I don't accidentally beg him to do it again.

"Are you ready for your treatment, Temptation?"

I know what he's asking for, obviously, and a part of me feels I should tell him to put a stop to this, just because it's the "decent" and "normal" thing to do.

But then I think about how this is also the man I love, the man who doesn't even know how much he's helped me chase away my demons—-

I don't care whether this is right or wrong.

Ilovethis fantasy of ours, and so I hear myself whisper throatily, "Yes, Doctor."

The words work like a charm, and the way he sucks his breath makes me feel lightheaded when a feminine thrill of power rushes through my body.

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