Page 28 of Hiding in the Sheik's Arms

Tasha didn’t get the chance to finish. His mouth covered hers, smothering whatever threat she might have offered.

Lifting her up into his arms, still kissing her, Khal pushed through one of the doors, taking her to his bedroom, relieved that they’d been dining in his private quarters instead of the family dining room this time. He hadn’t wanted to be disturbed, but hadn’t imagined this happening. But now, he had Tasha and her magnificent brilliance and bravery all to himself.

She clung to him, her mouth moving over his as if she was just as desperate for him as he was for her. He wanted to become one with her passion and her delight. And he wanted to give it back to her, to honor her bravery and triumph.

Laying her down on the bed, he stared at her for a moment, stunned by the shimmer of heat in her eyes. “Are you sure you want this?” he rasped out.

“Yes!” she replied, lifting one leg. She pressed against the mattress, scooting back. Then pushed up on her elbows. “To be honest,” she let her eyes move over his shoulders, “I’ve wanted this for months now. I’ve wondered if you’re just as grouchy in bed as you are in the office.”

Khal lifted a dark eyebrow. “I’m grouchy?” he asked, tugging at her slacks. He didn’t bother to drape them carefully over a chair. He didn’t have the mental bandwidth at the moment. When he looked down at her bare legs, his breath caught in his throat. Her slim legs were long and lean, her calvesmuscular with pink toenails. The plain, cotton panties were black with a touch of lace at the top, but nothing extravagant. And yet, their simplicity still made him hotter. Perhaps it was the mystery of what lay underneath. Or maybe it was the fact that she’d chosen black panties. However…they had to go. Reaching up, he tugged at the material and tossed them out of his way.

Unfortunately, he only had a brief glimpse of her hidden treasure because, and this was a surprise, his Tasha turned shy all of a sudden.

“Open your legs for me, Tasha,” he urged, sliding his hands along her thighs, enjoying the silky softness of her skin. “I want to seeallof you.”

“Umm…I think…”

He straightened and quickly unbuttoned the dress shirt he was wearing, encouraged when she stopped talking, her eyes eager, watching as he bared himself for her viewing pleasure. He swallowed a laugh when Tasha licked her lips, but didn’t stop undressing, suspecting that she didn’t want to be the only one naked.

When he pushed his shoes off, then dispensed with his slacks and boxers, standing in front of her completely naked, he knew that he’d been right. Tasha was already reaching for her soft sweater, but he stopped her, wanting to do that himself.

Pushing her hands out of the way, he let his fingers slide underneath the sweater, enjoying the soft skin and the way she shivered at his touch. When his hands encountered her breasts, he paused, watching the reaction in her eyes. Her breasts weren’t too large or too small. They were absolutely perfect, filling his hands with their abundance.

“Khal,” she whispered, an ache to her tone.

“Yes?” he asked, his thumbs flicking over the pert nipples still hidden by her bra.

Every time he did that, she seemed to jerk. Her head fell back, and every muscle in her body reacted, becoming softer, more pliant.

Needing to see her, to truly view every inch of this magnificent woman’s body, he gently tugged the sweater over her head, tossing it away. Then he gazed down at her, his eyes moving hungrily over her breasts. Her bra cupped the creamy mounds lovingly and he was jealous, for a moment.

“Khal?” she prompted and he looked at her, noticed the worry in her eyes.

“You’re beyond gorgeous,” he growled, leaning down to kiss her.

He moved over her, kissing her over and over again until he felt her body relax. Only then did he stroke her soft curves, pulling her against him, needing more. But he was very aware of her nervousness. It had returned twice now and he wanted her to trust him. So, instead of thrusting into her as he wanted to do, he kissed her. Again and again, smoothing his hands over her back and her arms, not touching her anywhere else until he knew she was ready.

He recognized the exact moment that she relaxed and started enjoying the moment. In fact, she pressed her hands against his shoulders and…shockingly, shifted their positions so that she straddled his waist. Her core pressed against his abdomen, but in this position, his hands were freed and he made good use of them.

With deft fingers, he reached behind her and released the clasp of her bra, tossing it in the general direction of the floor. Tasha was now naked! The woman he’d wanted for solong was now naked and in his arms, kissing him with little nips followed by slow, sensuous kisses that blew his mind.

Rolling over again, he shifted so that her legs wrapped around his waist and her hips cradled him. Looking down, he pulled back and saw her breasts for the first time. They were even more beautiful than he’d expected! Tipped with rosy nipples that were hard and seemed to taunt him. Khal wasn’t strong enough to ignore that temptation and lowered his head, kissing the tip of her right breast before taking it into his mouth. His tongue lashed over that tip, causing her to moan. She arched her back, pressing that beautiful nipple into his mouth. Then he felt her fingers dive in his hair. Those soft fingers teased his scalp while he sucked at that tip. He would have laughed when her fingers tugged at his hair, but he was too turned on. Moving to the other breast, he gave it the same attention, laving the tip and sucking, nipping slightly then repeating each step, trying to determine which touch she liked best.

“Khal!” she gasped, pulling his head away.

He looked into her eyes, her fingers still caressing his scalp. When she didn’t say anything, Khal grinned, then went right back to her breasts. After several more gasps and moans, he decided to explore a bit more. Moving lower, he kissed and nipped at the soft swell of her stomach, where he could already smell her arousal. The scent was intoxicating and he moved lower, pushing her legs apart.

“You’re beautiful,” he groaned as he spread her legs wide for him. He ignored her whimper, focusing on those glistening, pink folds and the sweet, delicious scent of her. With his finger, he teased the folds, sliding ever so slightly over that nub, then moving away. Next, he circled the nub with the tip of his finger, finding different places that elicited a squeak versus a moan, mapping out her pleasure spots.

Only then did he allow himself a taste of her. Licking and sucking, using his fingers to slide into her heat while his mouth sucked and teased that nub, he revved Tasha up until…!

“Khal!” she screamed as her first release washed over her, her hips shifting against his mouth while her fingers pulled at his hair. She wasn’t pulling his mouth away. Yet. So, he continued his ministrations until she gasped and tried to wiggle away.

Working his way back up Tasha’s glorious body, he smiled at her whispers and sighs, feeling triumphant that he’d given her so much pleasure so easily.

“Thank you!” she whispered, smiling and wrapping her arms around his neck. “That was incredible!”

He chuckled and realized that he’d completely missed exploring her neck during his first foray along her sensitive body. Rectifying that, he nibbled at the spot right behind her ear, smiling to himself when he heard her groan.

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