Page 35 of Defenders of Jawhara

Stalking toward her, he said, “I told them to prepare a meal for us and leave it in the cabana for us to enjoy later. Then I told my guards that we would be spending the night in the cabana, and we were not to be interrupted.”

Shira opened and closed her mouth in surprise, unsure of what to say. Kale joined her and pressed his knee down on the cushion beside her. Taking the bottle of sunscreen from her, he shook it.

“So, we’re all alone then?” Shira’s voice came out as a squeak, and she cleared her throat.

The look he gave her was downright seductive. “We have this part of the beach to ourselves, and we will not be disturbed until morning. No one will see all the delectable things I plan to do with you or hear your moans of pleasure.”

Arching her back against the chaise, Shira stretched her arms over her head. “Mmm, I can’t wait.”

8

KALE

Pointing to the bright sun over his shoulder, Kale motioned for Shira to roll over. “Before we do anything, you’re right that you need sunscreen. Your skin tone is much too fair to do well in this harsh Jawhara sun.”

Having her sit up, he reached behind her to release the lever and slide the back of the chaise down flat. Shira then rolled onto her stomach, cradling her cheek against her hands.

“Close your eyes and relax.” He watched as her eyes fluttered closed before adding, “Listen to the music of the waves rolling in and the seagulls chattering in the distance.” He could see her shoulders visibly relax and then the rest of her as she took slow, even breaths.

Reaching for the hook on her bikini top, he released it and pushed the straps to her sides. Flipping the lid on the sunscreen, he poured some into his hand and heated the lotion between his palms. He felt her tense when he finally placed his hands high on her shoulders, but as he began to stroke her skin, her body seemed to melt beneath his ministrations.

Kale straddled her hips and began to massage her shoulders and upper back, having to continually remind himself that he was putting sunscreen on her. Shifting down her body, he added more sunscreen to his palms. He stroked down her spine, rubbing the lotion into her skin. He made long strokes down her sides, his fingers brushing along the outsides of her breasts. He smiled at her moan of pleasure. When he reached her lower back, he pushed along the waistband of her too-small bottoms with his thumbs, and only when she began to squirm beneath his touch did he slide them beneath the band—seeking out the dimples he hoped to find where her spine ended.

Moaning again, Shira mumbled something, and Kale leaned over her to hear better. “Oh, Kale, that feels heavenly. Don’t stop.”

Chuckling, he placed kisses on her shoulders and then began to work his way down, blazing a heated trail with each press of his lips. Shira continued to sigh in pleasure, and Kale felt his own desire climbing with each touch.

Kale dropped any pretense of putting sunscreen on her, shifted to her side, and pressed a kiss at the base of her spine. Since her legs were no longer pinned by him, Shira rocked her hips, spreading her legs farther apart in open invitation. Using his large hands, he molded the curves of her bottom, squeezing once, before allowing his hands to skim down the length of her legs. The muscles there were a testament to her level of activity, and he made a mental note to show her the palace gym when they returned. In their many phone calls, she’d mentioned her frequent runs through the city. His countrymen didn’t normally practice running for fitness, and he would have to discuss the issue with Kamal to find a solution. He wanted his woman to be happy and not feel as though she was giving up things in order to remain in Jawhara.

When he reached her feet, he took first one, then the one in his hands, using his thumbs to press against the sole and arch of each foot. Shira twitched her foot, and not wanting to disrupt the moment by tickling her, he increased the pressure and smiled at her loud groan of pleasure.

“You like?” he asked.

“Yes. Who knew my feet could…” She groaned again. “Mmm, Kale, that feels so good.”

“The feet are very sensitive and one of the body’s erogenous zones. Many people do not know this.”

“I’m so glad you do,” she murmured. “But I think you might want to see what other erogenous zones I have. You know, in case they’re different.”

“Well, then, maybe you need to turn over,” he instructed, reaching for the sunscreen again.

Shira took a breath and then rolled over, making sure her bikini still covered her breasts and tucking the straps behind her. Kale was disappointed at her modesty but became concerned when he saw her shielding her eyes from the glare of the sun. Reaching up, he adjusted the umbrella to provide more shade for her. “Better?”

“Yes,” she said, giving him a grateful smile. She watched his face as he began to apply the lotion to her arms. Kale moved to the front of her legs next, making short work of rubbing the lotion in. When he reached her upper thighs, he gently pushed her legs apart and let his fingertips skim her inner thighs. Stroking up the insides of her legs, he paused for a moment to press his thumbs at her apex before following the leg bands on her bottoms up to her hips. Adding a bit more lotion to his palm, he began to stroke her belly, enjoying the flex of her abs as she gasped.

“Ohhh,” Shira moaned. “I think you definitely found another erogenous zone. I had no idea…” Her voice trailed off on another moan as he rubbed her stomach.

Kale was so hard he worried that he might come before he had the chance to make love to her, and the longer he touched her, the harder it was to control his basic urges. When his fingertips skimmed the underside of her breasts, he looked up to see her watching him beneath half-closed eyes.

Wiping his hands on the towel nearby, he placed a hand on either side of her head and leaned over her, kissing her gently at first. When she instantly responded by licking his bottom lip, his control broke and he devoured her. Imitating with his tongue what he soon intended to do with his body, he traced her teeth, the inside of her cheek and the roof of her mouth, biting back a groan at her eager response.

9

SHIRA

Shira was on fire. She’d never been kissed like this before. Each touch of his tongue ramped her passion up, and she found herself gripping his shoulders, trying to pull him closer to her.

Kale leisurely explored her, kissing her chin and her cheeks, seeming to take note of the spots that elicited stronger responses from her. When his kisses trailed down her throat, reaching the spot where her shoulder and neck met, he bit gently into the muscle, and Shira caught her breath. He did the same thing on the other side, and Shira tightened her hands on his shoulders in response. With his free hand, he skimmed down her chest, tracing first her collarbone and then moving downward to push her bikini top out of the way to cup her breast. When she pushed her body into his palm, he squeezed and began to rub her swollen nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

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