Behind the Curtain - Page 47

“Laila?”

“It’s just that . . . it’s worse than it was the other night.” She noticed his brows pinch even tighter. “On the beach,” she explained reluctantly.

He closed his eyes briefly and pressed his mouth together in a straight line. She had the distinct impression he was commanding himself not to laugh. He scooted toward her and wrapped his arms around her. Despite her anxiety, she placed her cheek on a hard pectoral muscle. She felt him press his mouth against her temple.

“What do I have to do to convince you?”

“Convince me of what?” she asked, pressing her nose into his chest and smelling his male scent, now richer and headier because of his recent climax.

“The fact that you get that turned on when we’re together isn’t anything to be embarrassed about. It’s fantastic. It’s one of the things that I told you make me feel like a god.”

She lifted her head, looking up at his face. He shook his head suddenly.

“I don’t like it. I don’t like it a bit,” he said.

She blinked when she saw how fierce he appeared.

“What?”

“When you close yourself off. Shut off your gift. Hide who you are.” His mouth slanted. “Try to dim your glory.”

She stared up at him, speechless. He nipped at her opened lips.

“Kiss me like you mean it,” he ordered quietly. “Come to me like you mean it, Laila.”

And she did. What other choice did she have, with his blue eyes gleamin

g down at her, and her body sizzling like a live wire? She wrapped her arm around his neck and sank her fingers into a stony bicep, and she kissed him like he held the last oxygen in the universe in his lungs. When she felt his hand glide down the side of her body and slip beneath the hem of her sarong, she opened her thighs for him. It was like looking straight into the sun, but not caring.

Only wanting to burn.

His long fingers slid beneath her bikini bottoms. She made a choking sound of sharp anticipation. His fingers moved, and she could feel how wet she was, how naked her need. And he was whispering harshly in her ear, telling her how sweet she was. How wet. How desirable. Her entire world narrowed to the feeling of his rubbing finger. A splinter of anxiety penetrated her fever.

“Asher?”

“It’s okay, Laila,” he said, nipping at her lips forcefully. “I’ve never seen you more beautiful than you are right now.”

She opened her eyelids sluggishly and saw his blazing stare. It hit her that he saw her. She was entirely exposed to him in that moment, turned inside out.

And he still thought her beautiful. Special.

She shuddered at the realization, her entire body seizing in a rush of bliss.

Chapter Eleven

Afterward, he laid her back gently on the towel and removed her clothing. Laila was too spent to question him. She was too enthralled by what had just happened and by his somber expression as he drew her bikini briefs down over her legs, and then came down over her. He palmed her sex so gently. Feeling swelled in her at his simple gesture of tender possession. She watched him, panting softly. His touch and his gaze as it toured her naked body sanctified her, somehow. It told her that everything she’d experienced in his arms a moment ago hadn’t been a lie.

Far from it.

Then he kissed her lips. So gently at first, and then with mounting passion. And he touched her again, this time everywhere, until she was burning again in his arms.

She blinked open her eyes after surviving that solemn, piercing fire once again. His hand moved slightly between her legs. A residual tremor of pleasure shook her. The vibrant green canopy of the trees, the pristine blue sky, the sun-infused air, even: all of it looked different. Brighter. The world shimmered with life, just like her flesh did.

Asher was nibbling hungrily at her lips. She dug her fingers into the thick hair at his nape and scraped her nails against his scalp. God, he was so amazing. She wanted him . . . she needed him so much.

What’s happening to me?

He groaned roughly, his hand falling away from her sex. He pushed himself into a sitting position beside her. She watched the in-and-out movement of his lean torso as he panted.

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