Sheikh's Scandal(35)

“I do not think monks wear Armani.” And she did not seem very repressed right now.

“Maybe not.” She grinned up at him cheekily. “I’d rather you weren’t wearing it right now, either.”

Delighted by her, he laughed. “Your wish is my pleasure to grant.”

He finished undressing, not minding in the least that she seemed intent on helping him.

When he was totally naked, his swollen sex jutting out from his body, he let her look her fill. He’d noticed how much she enjoyed it the night before. And having her gaze on him with such innocent hunger turned him on like nothing else.

She didn’t even wait for him to suggest she join him in his nudity before she started stripping, too.

Primal masculine satisfaction coursed through him and he grinned, even as his body reacted to every inch of honey skin she revealed.

“What?” his undeniably proactive lover asked as she laid her oh-so-conservative skirt on the chair with his clothes.

“It is me, not the alcohol.”

“What?” she asked, her expression confused as she unbuttoned her simple white blouse.

“Repressed Aaliyah has abandoned you for the present.”

Her hands stilled, the blouse gaping to reveal the luscious curves of breasts in another very feminine bra while a blush climbed her throat and up into her face. Yet she didn’t pull the open edges together.

“I feel free with you, like I can do anything and it’s okay.” She sounded astounded by that reality, but not unhappy.

He was delighted. “Exactly. Me. Not the alcohol.” He made her lose her inhibitions, no whiskey needed.

Her gaze sharpened in comprehension and she smiled. “Evidence would be in your favor.”

“I am aware.”

“Your arrogance is showing again.”


“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

Her smile made his heart pause in its beats.

He shook his head. “You have no idea what you do to me.”

“I think I have a clue, rohi.” She gave a significant glance downward.

Laughing, he bent and swept her into his arms, pulling her scantily clad body flush to his.

He had never had so much fun with a lover.

She gasped, then threw her head back and hooted, the sound of amusement so sweet it sent shivers through him.

“You sure you don’t make a habit of this?” she asked, still giggling. “It’s just that it feels like a habit.”

“Only with you.”

He arranged her on the bed, having pulled the bedding back much to her apparent amusement.

“You find this funny?” Arousal was his predominant emotion at the moment, his sex so hard it was already leaking preejaculate.

“This? As in making love? No. But seriously, it’s like you’re a professional at the suave lover thing.”

“At least you didn’t compare me to a musical genre again.”

“I couldn’t have been too drunk if I was able to come up with metaphors.”

“Or only a very inebriated woman would make such a comparison.”

“There is that.” She winked at him. “I stand by it, though.”

“Tonight, you are not under any influence but me.”

“I’ll tell you a secret,” she whispered against his ear as he settled next to her, leaning down with the intent to kiss her again.

“Yes?”

“You’re a lot more intoxicating than that stuff I was drinking last night.”

“And I will not leave you with a hangover.”

“Just muscles sore in all the right places.”

“I knew it.” He sat up.

She grabbed his arm, like she thought he was going to leave. “What?”

“I did hurt you last night.”

“What? No. Maybe a little, but isn’t it always like that the first time?”

“Oh, no, it can be much worse. We were very lucky your body’s barrier was not too stubborn.” If it had been he might have noticed it, though.

All he’d felt was how tight she was, how good her silky, wet heat felt around his shaft.

“I wouldn’t know about anyone else, I only know that last night was the most amazing experience of my life.”

“Then the bar is high.”

“For what?”

He worked on the remaining buttons of her blouse. “To make this time truly memorable and worthy of your first experience with a lover.”

“Why?” she asked as she tugged on his arm.

Unable to deny her, he leaned down and took the kiss he’d meant to a moment ago. Her lips were soft under his, but she wasn’t passive by any stretch, her mouth mobile and enticing.

He finished undoing her buttons and pulled her blouse from her body, lifting her to sit up so he could get it off completely. Feeling like he was opening a truly stunning gift, he took the opportunity to dispense with her bra, as well.

He loved the way her entire body shivered as her nipples were exposed to the air. She’d done the same the night before and he’d found it incredibly arousing. He still did.

Soft sounds came from her as he laid her back on the bed, this time coming down beside her fully. Naked skin slid against naked skin, building the intensity between them.