Page 46 of Her Irresistible Sheik
Nahla bounced on her toes and did a delighted spin before facing Mikail again.“So, I took down an assassin!”She mock-glared at him.“Why didn’t you tell me any of this earlier?”
He shook his head, surprise in his eyes.“Because I was worried it would frighten you.”
Nahla huffed.“What frightens me is theunknown, Mikail.”She stepped forward and jabbed a finger into his chest.“What frightens me is not understanding why someone is dragging me out into the middle of nowhere without explanation.”
Mikail caught her hand and pressed it against his chest.“What else frightens you?”
In a single breath, the air between them shifted.Heat, awareness, anticipation.
She stared up at him, not sure what he meant—but very aware of how close he’d pulled her.
“You’re not going to kiss me again, Mikail,” she whispered.But her eyes flicked to his mouth, her tongue darting out to wet her lips.
“I’m not?”he murmured.
“No,” she breathed.
“Why not?”
“Because you run away afterwards.”
“I never run from anything,” he growled, pulling her even closer.He took her wine glass from her hand, downed the contents, and set it aside without looking.
“You ran away last time,” she reminded him.
He shook his head slowly.“No.I respectfully stepped away to give you space.I wasn’t supposed to kiss you.”
Her breath caught as he closed the final gap between them.Her breasts and stomach pressed against his chest and groin.She felt him—his strength, his heat, his desire—so close, so unmistakable.
Tilting her head back, she looked up into his eyes.“Why aren’t you supposed to kiss me?”
“Your cousin asked me to protect you, damn it!”he protested, but there wasn’t much heat in his voice.“I’m not supposed to feel like this!”
“Like you want me?”she interjected, leaning into him as he tightened his grip, pulling her closer, then leaned back, his arm supporting her.
He stared down at her, his eyes moving from her eyes to her lips.“That wasn’t part of the agreement.”
“But you do,” she asked, needing clarification.“Want me, that is.”
He hesitated and she watched as his jaw clenched right along with his fingers.She knew the exact moment he gave in.“Yes!”
“Excellent,” she whispered, feeling nervous and excited.“Now how about you kiss me again, and this time, don’t run–”
His mouth covered hers, taking her breath away along with her words.And wow, what a kiss!The hunger in him made her moan as she kissed him back.Nahla felt his hands moving over her, sliding along her waist, then higher, one hand cupping her head and shifting her so that he could deepen the kiss.His other hand moved lower, pulling her leg higher so that he could press himself more intimately against her.
He lifted her into his arms.Nahla wrapped her arms around his neck for balance while he carried her out of the room.She had no idea where they were going, and didn’t care, as long as the kissing continued.
“Are you sure?”he asked.
Nahla beamed and there it was, that damn sparkle!“Yes!”she whispered, then leaned in to kiss him, holding his head so that she could deepen the kiss.
That was what he needed to hear.Mikail didn’t hesitate again.His hands moved over her body, slipping under the tee-shirt to find her breasts.They were perfect!they fit into his hands like they had been designed just for him.He pulled his hands away from her breasts, chuckling at her whimper of disapproval.He stopped kissing her only long enough to pull the tee-shirt off, tossing it aside.
“Thank you!”she whispered into his mouth, then they were kissing again, his teeth nipping at her lower lip before moving lower to do the same to her neck.Nahla moaned as he explored her neck with his mouth and his teeth.There were several places along that silky column that elicited adorable, sexy sounds.
But his shirt was in the way.Mikail needed to feel her soft, sweet hands against his bare skin.He was desperate to feel her fingers on his body.He barely took the time to release the buttons as he tugged off his shirt.Her bra had to go next.He released the catch, pulling the scraps of lace away to reveal…the hottest sight he’d ever seen in his life.He’d thought her eyes were perfect?Nope.Her breasts were works of art!The rosy pink tips were puckered, begging for his attention.He kissed one of those delicious peaks, sucking, flicking his tongue against the tip, laving it with his tongue again as he experimented to discover what she liked best.Every sound she made felt like a jolt of electricity going straight to his groin.
Unable to slow down, Mikail pressed her back so that she was lying on the bed.Staring down at her, he couldn’t believe that Nahla was here, in his bed.And she looked even more beautiful like this, just her and nothing else.
