Page 56 of Her Irresistible Sheik
Without a word, he stripped her bare, dropping to his knees in front of her, his eyes devouring every inch.“Beautiful,” he rasped, sliding his hands slowly up her thighs.
She was just about to tease him when his hands shifted, parting her legs, parting her folds—and then one strong finger slid inside her.
“So damn beautiful,” he growled, just before he lifted one of her legs onto his shoulder and latched his mouth onto her sensitive nub.
Nahla gasped, entirely unprepared.Her fingers tangled in his hair as she tried to stay upright, to absorb the heat and pleasure flooding her.But Mikail knewexactlywhat he was doing, and within moments, her legs buckled.She fell back onto the bed, breathless and undone.
Mikail didn’t miss a beat.
He climbed over her, spreading her legs again without hesitation, continuing his delicious torment.Before she could even say his name, her back arched, and a cry tore from her lips as the climax rolled through her.
But he wasn’t done.
Not even close.
He stood up, stripped off his clothes with a ruthless kind of grace, and stared at her, fully naked and gloriously aroused.
“I didn’t give you permission to close your legs,” he said conversationally.
Still panting, Nahla propped herself on her elbows and raised an eyebrow.“I didn’t know I needed your permission, Mikail.”
He stroked his erection slowly, deliberately.“Spread your legs.I want to see all of you.”
“And if I don’t?”she asked, her voice husky, her body still trembling from the last round.But her eyes were full of heat as she watched his hand move.
“Then you don’t getthis,” he replied, nodding toward himself.
She snorted softly.As ifthatwas a threat.
Instead of obeying, she shifted onto her hands and knees, crawling forward.“So… if I were to dothis,” she murmured, licking the tip of his erection with a slow, lazy swipe of her tongue, “you wouldn’t like it?”
His only response was a hiss and a step closer.
She licked again, then again, her eyes never leaving his face.He watched her, jaw clenched, eyes fierce.She took him into her mouth, tongue teasing and swirling, drawing moans from deep within him.
It didn’t take long before he pulled back with a curse, muttering something under his breath as he pushed her onto her back.
“Nowyoudon’t get to tease,” he growled, hooking her leg over his arm and thrusting into her in one swift, perfect stroke.
Nahla cried out, arching as pleasure shot through her.He moved hard and fast, no restraint, no hesitation.She held on, gasping as another climax built inside her, then exploded with breathtaking intensity.
But he didn’t stop.
His body pinned hers down, and still he kept going—relentless, powerful—until with a final groan, he came, his release shuddering through both of them.
Afterward, he collapsed beside her, pulling her into his arms, one hand stroking her back as they lay there in the dim light.
“Well,” he said after a long pause, “that didn’t go the way I planned.”
She laughed and kissed his chest.“Never challenge me, Mikail.”
He grunted, sliding his hand into her hair and gently tugging her head back so he could look into her eyes.“I will.Again and again, ifthat’show you respond to my challenges.”
Her grin widened as she stretched up to kiss him again.Their bodies molded together easily, like they were made for each other.
With a gentle shift, he rolled on top of her, bracing his forearms on either side of her head.“I don’t have flowers or a ring,” he murmured, his voice rough with emotion.“But I’m asking again.Will you marry me?”
Nahla’s heart felt like it might burst with happiness.Her eyes sparkled as she whispered, “Yes.”
