Page 24 of The Forbidden Sheik
“Are you okay?” Marianna asked, her soft voice coming to him like a silky breeze, teasing his already electrified nerve endings into a frenzy.
“I’m fine,” he replied, but his tone came out harsher than he’d intended.
Obviously, his tone startled her because she stepped back, a wounded look flitting across her face.
Amit muttered another curse under his breath, then started towards her. “I saw you, Mari,” he explained. At her confusion, he continued, both walking and talking. “I came in earlier and saw you in the pool.” Understanding dawned and she started to relax. But then she must have remembered what she’d been wearing because she tensed again and a blush warmed her cheeks. “Exactly,” he growled, less than a foot away now. He kept coming. He could smell her, feel the heat emanating from her. He should back away; give her some space. Hell, he should leave and give himself more time to calm down. A cold shower, maybe?
But instead, he moved closer still. Amit didn’t stop until he’d trapped her, her bottom pressing against the edge of the dining room table while he leaned in. He didn’t touch her, but he loomed. He couldn’t seem to pull away either. Not when he was nearly as close as he’d always fantasized about being.
Correction. He wasn’t nearly as close as he wanted to be. They still had their clothes on and he wasn’t buried deeply in her tight body, stroking her both inside and out, watching her face as she reached that glorious peak.
“What did you see?” she asked in a whisper, licking her lips.
He saw her eyes dart to his lips and that pink tongue shot out again, wetting her lips. He noticed the change in her breathing. Pulling back ever so slightly, he glanced at her breasts, noticing the tight nipples pressing against the silk of her blouse.
Which bra and panties was she wearing now? He wanted to rip the silk blouse out of the way so that he could feast his eyes on her, to discover what pattern of lace had the privilege of cupping her perfect breasts!
“I saw you, in barely anything at all,” he rasped. “I saw every inch of your body and the way you moved, the way you look and…” he stopped, closing his eyes to try to regain control over himself. But it was useless. This was Marianna. He’d wanted her for so long, he couldn’t remember a time when he hadn’t ached to hold her. How many times had he traveled to Lativa for made up reasons, just to speak with her, to see her for only a moment?
Too many times. And now she was here, nearly in his arms.
He would…!
She reached up, trailing her fingertips along his jaw. Those fingers, the fingers that he’d fantasized about for so long, were touching him.
He reached up, covering her hand with his own, head spinning at her touch.
“Did you…like what you saw?” she whispered.
He felt her thumb glide over his cheekbone as the meaning of her words registered in his desire-drenched mind.
He couldn’t resist her siren’s call.
He groaned and pulled her into his arms. Before he’d even considered his next move, Amit found himself kissing her. And damn, she was kissing him back. Her lips moved tenderly over his, responding to the pressure of his mouth.
Amit tightened his arms around her as he deepened the kiss, needing her to understand the depths of his desire for her. As soon as he deepened the kiss, teasing her and urging her to the same level of need that he felt, he heard her whimper, her body pressing closer against him. And those damn hands of hers! He felt her fingers stroke his cheek, his neck, and his shoulders.
That was the sign that he’d unconsciously been waiting for. He lifted her into his arms and, blindly because he couldn’t stop kissing her, carried her into his bedroom. Very carefully, he laid her down on the bed. But as soon as he straightened and saw her there, dreamy eyed and flushed with desire, his head nearly exploded. He’d intended to take his time discovering her body, to see which lingerie she’d chosen to wear. Instead, he tugged at her blouse, pulling it over her head and tossing it away.
Chapter 29
Marianna was ravenous. Never had a man touched her with such desire. Plus, she’d never wanted to touch anyone in the same way that she wanted…needed…to touch Amit. He was so hot…both in appearance and in physical heat. There was something about him that was just…an inferno!
Even as her skin erupted into flames, her fingers itched to touch him. Did he like to be touched on his neck? What would those shoulder muscles feel like? Oh, and his arms, biceps, and…and his ab muscles! Every place she touched was more amazing than the last.
She was just about to explore lower, but his hot mouth closed over her nipple, utterly distracting her. Marianna cried out, shocked by the feeling of his tongue teasing that tip. It was like his tongue had a direct connection to her core! Every lick sent her body spiraling higher, tightening and throbbing deep down in her most secret place!
She tried to pull away, and when she lifted his head back, he stared into her eyes. The heat there in his gaze was…intoxicating!
“Tell me to stop,” he hissed.
Stop? Was he insane? Wrapping her arms around his neck, she kissed him deeply, their lips melding and moving together, tongues mating and driving her wilder than she’d thought possible. She had never been kissed like this before. It was like all of the rage she’d felt towards this man had morphed into dizzying passion and gut-tightening need. She couldn’t get enough of him, couldn’t get close enough.
And suddenly, they were naked. Somehow, their clothes vanished and he pulled her against him. The delicious friction of bare skin left her gasping. But that wasn’t enough! She needed…something more!
That’s when she felt his hand touch her core, his fingers sliding into her heat. She gasped, pulling away from his kisses for a moment. She tried to close her eyes, but that only magnified the sensations. Opening her eyes, she stilled and looked directly into his desire darkened eyes.
He was doing something to her, something she couldn’t quite identify. It was so much and…not enough. Unconsciously, her hips rolled, shifting against his hand, moving in ways that heightened the building sensations.
