Page 31 of Her Prince in Disguise
Laith leaned her back, examining her carefully. “Maybe this should wait until we get back to my place,” he muttered, obviously talking to himself.
Andi wiggled, but didn’t tug at the restraints. “Do I get a say in this?”
“No,” he replied, slowly unbuttoning her silk blouse, exposing her lace-covered breasts to his view. He trailed a finger down the slope of her breast, caressing her nipple, and then slid her bra strap down over her shoulder. He did the same to the other. He lifted her breasts out of her bra, pushing the material down beneath them, causing her breasts to plump up more beautifully.
“I haven’t paid enough attention to these beauties in the past,” he continued. “I’ll have to make up for that omission now.”
Andi pulled at her wrists, but the knot held, so she couldn’t get away, which only heightened her excitement. What was it about being restrained that was so…hot?
Andi leaned back, supported only by his strong arm. This made her feel even more vulnerable and she could barely contain her excitement now.
“Laith, could we just…forget about the foreplay for the moment?” she asked, wrapping her legs around his waist and pulling him closer. His erection pressed against her core and she could feel how it throbbed. He’d stolen her panties, tied her hands, and exposed her breasts. She was more vulnerable and more turned on than she’d thought possible!
“No, we’re not going to do a mad dash to the finale this time, Andi,” he warned, his thumb circling her nipple, making the tip harden. “I’m going to take my time.” He kissed her nipple. “Then I’m going to take you back to my hotel suite and we’ll do it all over again.”
“Promise?” she whispered, her body aching now. Throbbing!
“Absolutely.” Then he took her nipple into his mouth. She was shocked that this was the first time he’d done this and it was hotter, more intense, than she was ready for. Andi cried out, but he didn’t relent. He sucked and licked, nibbled and teased first one nipple then the other. White-hot pleasure connected a line from her breasts to her groin. As he kissed his way down her body, she moaned and writhed against him. When his mouth reached her core, pushing her black skirt higher around her waist, she couldn’t stop a gasp. Andi was completely exposed while he was still fully clothed. Other than his tie, that is.
When his fingers slid over that sensitive nub, Andi wasn’t prepared. Her head fell back as he pulled his hands away. When she gasped at the loss of his touch, he brought his fingers back, sliding one finger delicately over that throbbing bundle of nerves. A whimper caused Laith to smile triumphantly. “Does this feel good?” he asked, sliding his fingers through her slick folds.
Andi held her breath, needing him to touch her more.
“Talk to me, Andi,” he whispered, kissing her nipple, then sucking it into his mouth. “I need to hear your words.”
She groaned, then nodded. “Yes. Yes, I like it!” she moaned and was rewarded with his fingers caressing her again. He barely touched that throbbing nub, brushing against it, then sliding away. When he pressed one finger into her heat, Andi thought she might just explode from the need scorching her now. Over and over, he thrust a finger into her body, then slid a thumb over that nub. Every time his thumb touched her, his mouth sucked at her nipple. But then his fingers moved away. The brushes were too soft, too tentative for her.
Finally, out of frustration, Andi tightened her legs around his waist, angry now. “Damn it, Laith! I can’t…!”
His thumb pressed more firmly against that nub, silencing her protest. A moment later, he circled her, driving her mad. She rolled her hips, trying to get more pressure, but he held back. Then he sucked on her nipple again, making her keen with a mixture of desire and desperation.
Andi tugged at her wrists, but since he’d pushed her bra, blouse and jacket up and over the knotted tie, she couldn’t get free. As arousing as this was, she was quickly reaching the point where she just needed to find that damn release!
Finally, his thumb rubbed more firmly, caressing that nub while his other hand pinched one nipple and his mouth sucked at the other. That was all it took. She’d been so close, so on edge, that this simple caress took her right over. Because his mouth wasn’t covering hers this time, she cried out, her hips rocking against his hand in a desperate attempt to keep the pleasure going. Laith assisted her with that by pressing and sliding, pressing and sliding until she sighed.
“No more,” she gasped, trying to pull away because her body was done and it almost hurt for him to keep on touching her.
Immediately, Laith pulled back. He quickly removed the tie from her hands. While Andi trembled with the aftermath, Laith straightened her clothes for her. He lifted her off of the table with strong hands, then pulled her in for a long, luxurious kiss that had her melting into him.
“We’re not done!” he groaned against her lips.
Andi smiled, completely relaxed now. “I think I am,” she whispered, smiling against his mouth.
His only response was to bring her hand around so that she cupped his erection. “Oh no, my lovely lady. You and I are definitely not done!”
He stuffed his tie into his suit jacket pocket, then laced his fingers through hers and practically dragged her out of the conference room.
“Wait!” she gasped, pulling him to a stop.
“What’s wrong?”
“My suitcase. It’s over there.”
“Why didn’t you check in at the hotel earlier?” he demanded, turning to grab her suitcase and fling her laptop bag over his shoulder. Andi barely had time to grab her tote bag before he pulled her from the conference room.
Andi was only barely aware of the guards when they surrounded her and Laith. She was just relieved that Jonas wasn’t around. Laith’s personal assistant would have made the past few minutes feel sordid with a knowing smirk or an eye roll.
When they arrived at the hotel, Laith pulled her to the private elevators. They were inside the penthouse suite in a flash.
