Seduced by the Sheik (The Raminar Family #1)- Elizabeth Lennox Page 0,49
with her own until….!
“Amit!” she screamed, arching her back as the waves of her climax poured over her. She vaguely heard him roar with his own climax, but she was too overwhelmed by her own pleasure and could only hang on to him, tightening her legs and her inner muscles. A long moment later, he collapsed against her, burying his face in her neck.
Slowly, their bodies came back to the present and he lifted his head, looking down at her. “That was…”
“Beautiful,” she whispered, finishing for him before he could say something that might damage the wonderful moment.
“Yeah,” he said, his thumb rubbing over her cheek softly.
For a long time, they lay like that, just holding each other. Slowly, he started talking, asking her about her day. She asked about his and they laughed at the amount of frosting on the girls’ cake, the meetings he’d been in. He described Rashid’s horrified expression when Amit had demanded the reason for his presence after his last meeting. Harper laughed so hard as he described that scene that she had to bury her face against his chest.
He made love to her again, slowly this time, before he finally carried her into the bathroom so that they could shower. Afterwards, they ate dinner alone in his apartment and then he took her into his arms again, but this time, for sleep.
Over the next two weeks, Harper felt as if she were in a haze of sensual insanity. She worked hard to collect data about her research, worked with Elsa and Ellora for at least an hour, normally just coloring or playing with blocks while she talked to them about their fears and concerns. But at night, as soon as dinner with the family was over and the twins were tucked into bed, Amit would take her hand, leading her back into his apartment and he’d make love to her until they were both breathless.
One night though, he changed things up. “Stay just like that,” he ordered, getting out of bed. Harper watched, confused as he walked into the next room and returned with something in his hands. “You moved,” he accused, walking back to the bed and rearranging the sheets against her legs. He pulled the sheet back down so that her breasts were uncovered, then shifted her legs so that one was on top of the sheet, the other tucked underneath. “Are you comfortable?”
“Um…?” she shifted the pillow behind her back so that she was propped up more comfortably. “Yes. Why? What are you going to do?” she asked, apprehension coloring her tone.
“Just stay still,” he commanded and moved a chair closer to the bed before sitting down. He opened the notebook, turned to a fresh page, and began to draw.
“You’re not drawing a caricature of me, are you?” she demanded.
He stopped, looking over the edge of the notebook at her, lifting a dark eyebrow as he frowned at her. “And if I am?”
She started to sit up, but his look told her to remain still.
With a huff, she leaned back against the pillows. “If you’re going to draw me looking silly then I’m going to do something drastic.”
His pencil flew over the paper and she wondered what he was drawing. “How long will this take?” she asked.
He ripped the page free a few minutes later and tossed it to her.
Harper looked at the image he’d drawn and, after a horrified gasp, burst out laughing. “This isn’t me!” she giggled, looking at the person with angled eyes, a huge mouth puckered up as if she were about to smooch someone, wild hair, and a sex-kitten body. At least he hadn’t drawn her naked, she thought as she relaxed against the pillows.
When she looked up again, Harper realized that he was already drawing something else. He glanced up over the notebook, then back down at the paper. His intensity was surprising and Harper relaxed, enjoying watching him. He pressed his lips together occasionally as he drew, as if the detail was complicated.
“I need to stretch,” she warned him.
He glanced up and shook his head like he’d forgotten where he was, then looked down at the picture. He dropped the notebook on the floor and moved closer, reaching to tuck a lock of hair behind her ear. “You are so beautiful, did you know that?”
Harper laughed, delighted with his intensity as well as his playfulness. “Thank you. You’re quite focused while you draw. How did you learn to draw?”