“Ella.” The sheikh uttered my name in a hungry, demanding growl. “Take it off. I want to see you naked.” He had his shirt off already, but his fingers paused on the zip of his pants, and I could have cried. I wanted to see more!
The sheikh hissed, “Now, ukhayyah.”
I hurried to obey, my fingers shaking as I reached for one strap of my nightgown and clumsily pushed it down. After doing the same to the other strap, I slowly wriggled out of the last piece of clothing I had on.
And just like that I was naked.
It was an indescribable feeling, being naked in front of a man for the first time. And for that man to be the sheikh? It only added to my tension, making me want to wrap my arms around my body and hide myself from the sheikh’s devouring gaze.
But I didn’t.
I kept myself completely exposed to him because I hadn’t forgotten what I came here to do.
The sheikh was mine to seduce, and whatever it took – I would make that happen.
“Beautiful,” the sheikh rasped out.
I straightened at his words. Oh, how beautiful he made me feel. When he looked at me like that, it almost felt like I was really…what was it he had called me?
“Touch yourself, ukhayyah.”
He said the words like he would die if I didn’t follow him.
My senses reeled, and the word I was looking for came to me.
Temptress.
That was what he made me feel. A beautiful temptress. And so tempted him I did. I ran my hand over my body. He growled when I circled my nipple without touching the pink tip, and the sound made me feel even more powerful. My hand drifted lower but paused just right above my core.
“Take it off, too,” I whispered in a throaty voice I never knew I had. “I want to see you naked as well.”
The sheikh shuddered. “Temptress.”
He took his pants off in the blink of an eye, and I found myself suddenly confronted by his nakedness. He was hard and bronze all over, and it was my turn to shudder when I saw his cock keep twitch and swell in size.
Oh my God, it was still growing.
I shook my head dumbly. “I don’t think…” I swallowed. Had I really been able to swallow that? And did that mean it was really going to fit inside me?
There was only one way to find out.
I had to seduce him.
“Khal.” It was my first time to say the sheikh’s name, and it had the sheikh groaning.
“Ella.”
Oh God, the way he cried my name out.
I reached for my pussy and, keeping my eyes on the sheikh, I let my fingers drift down.
I traced the folds, pretending it was his hand touching me, all the while looking at him, seducing him.
A moment later, he was right in front of me, sweeping me up in his arms, my breasts squashed against his powerful chest.
“You’ve seduced me.” The sheikh kissed me hard. “You’re forgiven.” He kissed me again, but this time the movement of his lips was softer, more coaxing than demanding.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed the sheikh back, my body trembling with need.
He whispered against my lips, “May I fuck you now, ukhayyah? Will you let me be the man to take your virginity?”
The words had me wetter than I could ever remember. I licked his ear, just to have a little bit of revenge and as the sheikh growled, I said tremulously, “Fuck me please.”
The Taking
There was no time to think. The moment I gave the sheikh my answer, he didn’t waste a single second. His mouth conquering mine, he kept the kiss going even as he carried me into his bedroom and laid me down on his vast bed.
He followed right after, rolling me to my back and spreading my legs wide open so he could position himself in between my thighs. I whimpered when he lowered my weight on me, and for one moment we just stayed like that, every inch of our bodies touching, straining against each other with desire that was begging to be sated.
And it will be, I thought feverishly. Tonight, it would happen. It had to.
Looming over me, his handsome face taut, the sheikh said harshly, “No turning back.”
I shook my head, and I mumbled honestly, “It didn’t even cross my mind.”
Fierce satisfaction gleamed in his blue eyes at my answer, and he rewarded me right after when he lowered his mouth and kissed me. It was the most passionate toe-curling kiss, his tongue sweeping inside my mouth, his teeth nipping my lower lip.
I could only draw a shaky breath when he lifted his mouth, but I started gasping again when I felt the sheikh’s mouth move down and he started sucking on my neck. He sucked so hard that I knew he would leave a mark.