Page 61 of The Geek and the Sheikh

“What do you want?” he asked.

“This… and this… and....”

“Holy… aw, sweet baby,” he groaned.

She had pulled off of him and worked her way down his body. His hands fell to the sheets when she pulled off the condom and took his throbbing length in her mouth. He was a heated breath away from losing his mind.

“Junie… Junie… aw, baby, yessss,” he groaned as he climaxed.

He tangled his hands in her hair and closed his eyes. Mortification that he had come before her gripped him. He hadneverdone that. His first rule had always been to give pleasure first before seeking his own. With Junebug, he was lucky to make it to the bed!

A shudder ran through him and he lay quiet when she rose and retreated to the bathroom. He laid his arm over his eyes. He wanted to go to her, beg forgiveness, but his body was so satiated he felt like he was made of Jell-O.

He dropped his arm to his side when he felt the bed shift ever-so-slightly under him. Opening his eyes, he blinked with surprise when she unraveled a handful of his ties. He stared up at her with a puzzled frown.

“What are for those?” he asked.

She grinned down at him. “Round two. You get to tie me up and make me scream.”

“Holy… Oh, honey. How loud do you want to scream?” he asked, reaching up and taking the ties out of her hands.

“Loudly… very, very loudly,” she murmured, leaning over him. “I want to try some new things.”

The grin on his face grew as she whispered what she wanted him to try… and so did his cock. He gripped her arms, rolled her over onto her back, and straddled her. He looped a tie around each of her wrists.

“One very loud scream coming up.”

* * *

Jameel stared at the ceiling. Junebug was sprawled half on top of him with her leg across his. It was unusual for her to be this still. Normally, he was the one who was exhausted, but his mind was racing.

“Junebug.”

“Mm?”

“I… How do you feel about me?” he asked.

She rubbed her nose against him and giggled. Her soft breath felt warm against his skin. He was beginning to wonder if she had fallen asleep when she answered him.

“I’ve loved you since the day you sent me that rootkit,” she said.

He frowned. “You’ve loved me since I infected your computer?”

“Tried… Since youtriedto infect my computer. You were trying to find me—not in a creepy way, but because you were interested in me. And when you were trying get out of the way I trapped you, it was fun watching how your brain worked,” she said with a deep sigh. “I like the way your brain works.”

Peace and love washed through him at her quiet confession. He bent his head and pressed a kiss to the top of her head. She was cradled against his side and shoulder. Her soft snore told him she had fallen asleep.

“I love you, too,my Almukhtar,” he said into the darkness.

* * *

A knock at their bedroom door the next morning woke Jameel. He jerked awake, automatically reaching out a hand for Junebug. His hand swept over the cool sheet. He sat up with a curse.

“Junebug?” he called.

“Someone’s at the door,” she said.

He ran a hand over his face and watched as she walked over to the door and opened it. He fell back against the pillows and listened. He couldn’t hear everything Gilbert was saying, but he heard the urgency in the older man’s tone.

---