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She was a virgin?After two years ofmarriage, could it be? Faroukh had been ill… Still, it would takemore than cancer to keep Kaden out of Azita’s bed. “Do you meanyou’ve never…” He waved his hand toward their lower halves.
Another flush colored her face and shoulders,which he now realized he was seeing uncovered by a blouse or aheadscarf for the first time. Her skin was a beautiful olive color,smooth and creamy.
“Agha Faroukh and I had relations.”
Kaden breathed a sigh of relief. The lasttime he’d had a virgin, he’d been one himself.
“But they were very… perfunctory. I do notknow if that is the right word.”
A picture was rapidly forming. “Are wetalking missionary position with the lights out?”
“Missionary position? I am not familiar withthat expression.”
“Man on top, woman on the bottom. Face toface.”
Her eyes went wide. “I was not aware therewas another way. Well…” She paused, then shook her head. “No. Thatis for animals.”
Laughter burst out of Kaden’s mouth before hecould control it. “Oh, honey. There are many, many other ways, andnothing is just for animals.”
“You mean you have… before?”
He grinned. “It’s one of my favoritepositions.” He’d meant to tease her, intrigue her. Instead, herbottom lip pushed out and her eyes got a haunted look. “I promise,we won’t ever do anything you don’t want to do.”
“That is just it. I do not know what I wantor do not want. You are used to women with experience.”
Ah. So that was what this was all about. Thequietly self-assured Doctor Azita was having a crisis ofself-confidence. “Listen to me. If experience was all I wanted, Iwould still be with one of my old girlfriends. But I’m here. Withyou.Youare what I want. The rest will come.”
“You will teach me?”
He shook his head. “We’ll explore together,learn together, figure out what works best for us.”
Azita looked up, her eyes sparkling, her lipscurved in a sexy grin. “When do we start?”
The eager note in her voice tickled him. Hesmiled. “Not tonight. You’ve been through too much already.Besides, you’re exhausted.”
She gripped his shoulder. The fear was backin her eyes. “No, we must.”
“Why?”
“It is our wedding night.”
He kissed her nose. “We can make lovetomorrow, or next week. Whenever you’re ready.”
“But Agha Khalid—”
“I will not rush you into something becauseof that man.”
She dropped her head onto the pillow andsighed heavily. “Of course not.”
They lay quietly for several long minutes.The faint sounds of a television playing reached them. Kaden staredat the darkness beyond the bare window. Several stars twinkled inthe black sky. Beside him, he could feel Azita’s gaze. When sheshifted closer, his cock responded with a twitch. When she shimmiedout of the damp towel and pressed her cool skin against him, hiscock thickened. And when she boldly met his eyes and said, “I’mready now,” his cock filled.Thank fuck,because he was morethan ready to make her his. To tie her to him for eternity.
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Warm, taut flesh filled Kaden’s palms as hegrabbed Azita’s ass and yanked her to him. Her breasts mashedagainst his chest, and he could feel her hard nipples pleading forhis attention. The subtle scent of cardamom from the soap she’dused for her bath intoxicated him, and he struggled to pull hismouth away from the delicious curve of her throat. Azita arched herneck, letting out a sexy moan that made his balls tighten. Christ,having her in his arms was driving him crazy.
His hands roamed her body, exploringeverything within reach. Rolling over her, he found her lips withhis. When she gasped, his tongue entered her sweet mouth andplundered. The faint taste of parsley from the soup she’d eatenadded to her exotic sensuality. He wanted to claim her. Devourher.
Digging his knees into the mattress to givehimself better purchase, he deepened the kiss, insane with desire.Nothing mattered, not even the screaming of his ribs. Nothingexcept his need to possess her, to make her his. It was only thenthat he noticed she was no longer responding. She’d stiffened andgrown quiet.
