Page 47 of The Sheikh's Matchmaker Bride

He seemed to almost feed upon her flesh, driving sensation through her body. He moved his head across and began to suckle her other breast, once again sending shivers of delight coursing through her body.

She felt his hands reach down and tug on her panties, easing them across her hips. The thought that, in mere moments, she would be utterly naked in front of him made pleasure explode within her. Every nerve in her body quivered uncontrollably as she felt him guide her panties down past her thighs. His head drifted lower, and he kissed her bare belly. Then she felt her panties lowered all the way to her feet, and she flicked them away quickly, impatience taking over.

Aliyah knew he was looking at her now, knew that she was completely open to him, in a way that she had never been to anyone.

But, she trusted him now. That much was clear. She wanted him to see her naked, because it was clear from his reaction to her, that he needed to explore every part of her body.

She felt his tongue trace a line across her belly; felt his warm breath against her skin. His hands settled on her hips again, and he lifted his mouth to one of her breasts, once again suckling on her nipple. Sensation flooded her, consuming her.

Then he stood quickly, facing her and gazing into her eyes with such love that it made her throat tighten suddenly with an uncontrollable surge of emotion.

"Aliyah, I love you," he growled.

The words sent her world spinning, banished all thought from her mind. She gazed at him in wonder and gasped. She'd never seen such burning sincerity in anyone's eyes before.

As Shahid kissed her forehead, she tried desperately to force herself to think, to find what she could say in response to that. In the end, there was only one thing she could say. When his head eased away, and he looked at her again, she spoke, her voice cracking with emotion.

"I love you, Shahid," she whispered.

His eyes widened, and she asked herself if he really had been so surprised at her saying those words to him. But, she'd said them, and it was too late to take the words back. Even if she had any desire to that, which she knew in the depths of her soul she didn't.

Shahid kissed her again and turned her around, holding on to her, then guiding her gently down onto her back on the bed.

As she lay on the bed looking up at him, now so wonderfully exposed to him, she felt heat flame at her core. She watched as Shahid hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his shorts. He gazed at her, almost as if he was trying to make sure she was watching him, almost as if he was trying to ensure she was enjoying the sight of him finally revealing himself.

Then he slid the shorts down across his hips, stooping down the length of his legs, and discarded them. He stood erect in front of her, and she savored the full glory of him, the sight of his fullness. She swallowed involuntarily at the sight of his arousal. His eyes became dark with desire, and his gaze drifted down the length of her naked body. There was visible pleasure on his features, obvious hunger.

She saw an instant reaction in him as he looked at her, a movement that was instinctive and uncontrolled. She could see that his body was responding to hers as much as she was to him.

Shahid came down onto the bed next to her, sliding easily alongside her, settling against her. Aliyah reached across and sought out yet another long, soul-touching kiss. Shahid's lips took her to new heights of pleasure.

He shifted as he kissed her, his warm naked body moving across her. Her body ignited with instant need as she felt his weight upon her, felt the hardness of him press against her soft middle. Just like her, his skin was already damp with a thin sheen of sweat, the heat of their passion real and physical.

Their eyes met and exchanged a wordless devotion that neither of them could deny. Aliyah kissed him and opened her legs, feeling him position himself near her core. The anticipation was driving her crazy, but still, he wasn't finished tormenting her.

His head dipped, and he laved her nipples, sending spasms of delight to her core, igniting desperate need that made her squirm impatiently. She raked her nails down his back and felt his body jerk, a brief appreciative convulsion shaking him. He looked at her and smiled. She gazed at him, trying to communicate her longing, eager that he be in absolutely no doubt just how she felt. Surely he must know what he was putting her through, she told herself. This was unbearable, a passionate trial she wasn't sure she could endure any longer.

She wanted their closeness to be complete, the total intimacy she craved so much.

He moved his head lower tracing his tongue across her belly, and for a moment she was sure he was going to explore her most intimate area with his lips. The sheer erotic promise of that shocked her for a moment. Then she felt his fingers move slowly across her mound, and then he was touching her, opening her. She arched her back and groaned, and that merely encouraged him even more, as she felt the tip of his finger circle the peak of her pleasure.

Aliyah gasped, and her body quivered, answering his every movement with a move of her own. She didn't want him to stop. She was sure she was going to lose her ability to breath if he continued what he was doing. The pleasure was so intense she thought she'd scream out loud. But, she managed, somehow, to contain the urge. Instead, she gave herself over to the ecstasy. Reaching both hands out by her side, she fisted the bed's blanket, gripping the fabric in a desperate attempt to distract herself from the wave of pleasure she knew was about to engulf her.

Shahid's fingers moved slowly, expertly and yet so tenderly. She was grateful for the delicacy of his touch, but she felt the urgent need, the surge of pleasure coming. Impatient now, she shifted, and sensed that Shahid understood what she wanted. What she needed.

And, with one movement, he helped her, taking her to the place she knew was hers. She submitted to the wave of ecstasy that came crashing over her, feeling her entire body alive like never before, feeling as if she was tumbling over a cliff and into a delicious, unavoidable emptiness. She cried out and reached down to grasp at Shahid. She wrapped her legs around his body, allowing the pleasure to subside.

Shahid held onto her for a long while, obviously sensitive to her need. Then, once she had recovered her senses, she wanted to be there for his pleasure, knew she wanted to do that for him.

Shahid lifted himself, his body easing across hers, until he was facing her. He smiled at her, and then kissed her gently. She could feel his firmness at her core, and she moved slightly, feeling him press gently at her entrance. Their eyes met, and she saw love in his eyes, as well as a hint of demand, one that she desperately wanted to satisfy. He'd taken her to undreamed of heights of ecstasy, and she wanted the same for him.

Shahid's hips shifted and then she felt him press against her core. Their eyes were locked upon each other, and no words were necessary, no words would ever again be needed to express how they felt for each other.

Shahid moved softly, and she felt him press into her, easily and softly. She clenched around him, and saw his eyes light up as he felt her tightness around him. Then he pushed, and she gasped, feeling his firmness fill her, sensing herself enclose him. He began his strokes, slow and easy at first. With every movement she felt waves of pleasure course through her body. They were complete now.

His movements became more urgent, and for a while it was if they moved as one, each thrust driving them both to new levels of pleasure. She savored the heat and the sublime pressure of his body upon her. It was a dance that seemed to go on forever. She heard his breathing begin to quicken, felt the pace of his thrusts become more urgent.

She couldn't believe how wonderful it felt to have him within her, how amazing it was that finally, they had broken down all the barriers.

Then Shahid's pace became faster, and she saw a dark need fill his eyes. He was so close, and so was she. Once more she sensed the overpowering wave descend toward her, and she could see that Shahid sensed it also. His thrusts became faster, deeper and she knew they were both going to share the ultimate ecstasy, the sweetest union of all.

She grasped a hold of him as they moved in perfect unison, and then the wave was coming toward them. Shahid arched his back, his head lifted up in sudden feral bliss. She grasped his shoulders, feeling his muscles tremble. Then he roared his pleasure, and she cried out, feeling the climax take hold of her, sending them both tumbling over the precipice and into a world utterly and completely changed.

Forever.

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