Page 42 of The Sheik's Pretend Fiancee
She laughed, leaning forward to kiss his chest again. “Nowthatwas a question!”
He growled again, smacking her bottom in teasing punishment.“Answer me, woman! No more of this fakeengagement crap. I don’t want to pretend you’re going to be mine while you walk away from me in reality.”
Her smile slowly faded and she tilted her head up, ignoring the spatters of water. “I don’t want that either. It would destroy me if I saw you with another woman.”
“Then marry me,” he said, running a finger along her wet jaw. “I don’t want anyone else.”
“But…we’ve only known each other a total of seven days!”
“I’m sure, Angela,” he said with sincerity. “I love you. I love every damn part of you.”
“Even my family?”
He paused theatrically, thought about it for a moment, then nodded. “Yeah.Even your family.”
She leaned closer. “EvenZayn?”
“Don’t push it,” Tiro grumbled.
Angela laughed, delighted with his grumpiness. “Fine. If you are willing to put up with my family, then I’ll marry you. After all, that’s an enormous sacrifice for my hand in marriage.”
She turned away, lifting her face to the water.
He swatted her again. “You’re going to say it, Minx!”
“Ow!” she protested, laughing.“Say what?” Angela reached for the shampoo and started lathering her hair. He reached for the soap and started lathering her breasts.
“Say that you love me!”
She moaned instead, her soapy hands falling to his shoulders. His hands moved lower, caressing her stomach. She opened her eyes, staring up into his while she held her breath, waiting for those magical fingers to move even lower still.
He hissed when she wrapped a hand around his shaft, squeezing before starting to stroke him.
Neither spoke for long moments, staring into each other’s eyes while their hands moved strategically. It was almost a competition to see which one would break first. However, every time she stroked his shaft, he stroked that bundle of nerves. As she came closer to a climax, her hand squeezed more tightly, stroking him faster, which made his fingers move faster. So in the end, both of them came at the same time, Angela holding onto his shoulder while he braced a hand against the side of the shower wall. For long moments, neither moved, both trying to catch their breath.
He leaned down, lightly kissing her.
“I love you,” she whispered against his lips.
“I love you too.” He kissed her again. “Now tell me you’ll marry me, woman!”
She laughed, then lifted up onto her toes, enjoying the way his arm wrapped around her, pulling her body against his again. “Yes!” she sighed and kissed him one more time. “But only if you let me speak to Aziz.” She then stepped out of the shower, handing him a towel while she dried herself with another.
That pulled him back to the present. He glared down at her. It took him a moment, but eventually, he started drying off, then wrapped the towel around his waist. “Why the hell would you want to speak with him?”
She grabbed a robe, tying it at her waist before coming back to him. Angela slowly ran her fingers along his jaw as she contemplated her answer. “Because he’s your friend.And he was only trying to protect you.”
“As soon as he’s feeling better, I’m going to have him arrested,” he told her grimly. “He hurt others. His actions caused a man to break his leg, others are still in the hospital, and…!”
“And he did it out of a sense of loyalty to you.” She touched his chest. “I’m not saying he shouldn’t be punished, Tiro,” she continued. “Just…I need to understand why he wanted to hurt me.”
For a long moment, Tiro didn’t reply. He just stared down at her. After a moment, he huffed.“Fine!” He spun her around and finished rinsing the shampoofrom her hair. “If that’s what it will take to get you to marry me, then we’ll do it.” He kissed her bare shoulder. “But as soon as he recovers, the man’s going to prison.”
She thought about that for a moment, not sure how to react. But in the end, she shrugged.“You are in charge, Tiro.” She lifted onto her toes and kissed himagain.
“I don’t want you to leave here.”
His words warmed her as she headed towards the doorway. “I need to return to Lativa to explain to my dad and uncles that this is now arealengagement.” Sheheld up a hand when he opened his mouth. “And yes, I need to do this alone. My aunts are completely on board,” she eyed his naked body pointedly, “obviously.”
