Page 7 of Sheikh's Pregnant Fiancée

“Condom?” She was on fire as she pulled his shirt the rest of the way off.

“In my wallet.”

He tugged at her blouse, pulling it over her head, and then skimmed his fingers over the cups of her bra, causing her nipples to prickle. Lifting her hair with his other hand, he kissed her neck while she pulled his wallet out.

“Not yet.” Tossing the wallet aside, he knelt and ran his hands around her waist before finding the zipper on the side of her trousers. He tugged them down and inhaled sharply. “These should be illegal.”

Sucking in her lower lip, Aubrey brushed her hands over the small triangle of her bright pink panties. “Even if they were, I have a feeling you wouldn’t turn me in.”

“Definitely not.” He looked up at her. “If I wished into the night to taste you, do you think the goddess would comply?”

“This goddess certainly would.”

With a husky laugh, he placed his mouth directly on the cloth and kissed her. Moaning in anticipation, she leaned against the wall and closed her eyes. The same urgency that fueled their kiss drove him now as he shoved the piece of cloth aside and lifted her leg over his shoulder.

And then the real magic began.

He kissed and nibbled until she was arching against the stone and gasping. Need puled inside her, and she ran her fingers through his hair.

“Jarah,” she ground out. “Please.”

A finger slid inside her, then two, and he finally slid his tongue over her hard clit, scraping his teeth gently over her, driving her up higher and higher until she was certain the whole kingdom could hear her release as she shouted into the night.

“Now,” Jarah growled as he stood and unzipped his pants, freeing his cock. “Let me have you now.”

She was in no mood to argue and replaced his hand with her own to feel what would soon be inside her. He was big, hard, and thick.

“Yes,” she whispered and tilted her head again. He kissed her as she squeezed him, reveling in the power of his cock.

It didn’t take long for him to get her ready again, sliding his hands over her body, pulling her bra up to fit his palms over her breasts. Finally, he pushed her hand away and pulled her against him, rubbing his cock between her folds until they were both grunting.

Pushing away, she bent down to retrieve the wallet.

“That’s how I want you,” he hissed as he took the wallet from her and pulled her back against him, sliding his fingers down her abdomen and dipping into her panties again. “Just like this. Hard and fast.”

“Yes,” she breathed. “Deep.”

He released for only an instant as he tore the foil. A minute later, his hands were on her again, and he placed her hands on the stone in front of them. He slid into her from behind.

So big. She cried out, and he stilled for a moment and rested his forehead against her back. “Aubrey?”

She took a moment to adjust to him and then began to move, impaling herself on him. “More,” she demanded. “More!”

With a growl, he tightened his grip and moved her, muttering her name in the dark. The night wrapped around them as they took their pleasure. He rubbed his finger over her clit again and bit into her shoulder. The pleasure was almost too much, and she broke open, her climax more intense than before, and he followed, burying himself in her and shouting hoarsely into the night.

Whatever magic had taken hold of her before quickly dissipated along with the glow of her orgasm.

She had just had sex with a stranger on a rooftop. Sure, it was the hottest sex of her life, but that didn’t take away from the humiliation that she was naked in public.

Make that mostly naked. Somehow, her underwear was still on, just twisted around her body.

“Take a breath,” Jarah advised, as if he could see her panic.

Only then did she realize that he was still holding her. With a squeak, she pushed away and began scrambling for her clothes. She didn’t even have an exit strategy. “Um…”

“I’ll drive you home,” he told her as he dressed. “And maybe when we get there, you’ll have decided whether you want to invite me in. I don’t think once will be enough for me.”

No, it wouldn’t be for her either. She definitely wanted him again.

“One night,” she said after she’d pulled her pants back on. “In the privacy of my own bedroom, and you can never tell my boss about this.”

A slow smile curved over his face. “Deal.”

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