My Insatiable Sheikh - Marian Tee Page 0,20

low, sexy sound rippled down my spine like a teasing caress.

"What do you think is Step One?"

"Knock you out," I quipped right away, "and lie about giving you a blowjob while you were unconscious."

But the sheikh only smirked. "You only wish you wanted to do that, but you do not. Your eyes always give you away, and you know what they are telling me right now?"

"Whatever it is, you're mistaken—-"

"It's telling me you're as nervous as you're excited at the prospect of sucking my dick."

"Bullshit," I growled even as I could feel the heated state of my cheeks betray the truth. How the fuck was this guy so good at turning me on? I used to think a man talking dirty to me would be disgusting, but when it was this guy doing it...when it was this guy talking about me sucking his dick...

A gasp escaped me when long, hard fingers suddenly curled around my wrist, and I gasped again as the sheikh yanked it towards his crotch.

"We'll start now, habibti."

The traffic lights turned green as he spoke, and the sheikh released his hold. I watched him reach for the shift stick as his gaze swung back to the road, and throughout it, I felt something grow longer, harder, and bigger under my hand.

I slowly turned my gaze to his crotch and caught my breath at the way the bulge under my hand just kept swelling and swelling and swelling in size.

Gaaaaah.

It just kept growing, dammit.

Maybe the sheikh was right, after all?

Maybe I should be worried about how I was going to fit all of it inside my mouth.

"Ready for Step Two?"

The sheikh's mocking tone had me gnashing my teeth, and when I felt him turning to look at me, I forced my fingers to move, not wanting him to think that the size of his cock had left me feeling overwhelmed.

Even if I was.

It was a bit of a struggle to unzip his pants, with the way it was stretched so tautly against the swollen size of his dick, and the fact that I couldn't keep my fingers from trembling just made things worse.

When I was finally able to push his briefs to the side, I couldn't help swallowing hard as my fingers eventually came into contact with the steely silken feel of his cock. It was nothing like I imagined. Even with all the veined ridges, it was still softer than I thought it could be, but at the same time, so much harder as well, and I couldn't help gulping anew as I thought about this enormous piece of meat driving inside my pussy.

I tried eyeballing its length but found myself stop counting at eight inches. Some things you're better off not knowing, especially if you don't think your throat is long enough. I mean, like seriously. I feel like I'd have to be a swan—-

The sheikh suddenly fisted my hair. "You seem to need a little push, habibti."

Before I could even protest, he was already slowly pushing my head down.

Fuck!

I instinctively tried to struggle and fight back, but his grip was too strong, and the distance between my mouth and the head of his dick started shrinking fast.

"Damn you—-"

"Did you think I'd be gentle?" the sheikh taunted.

I could no longer answer, my lips bumping against the swollen and engorged tip of his erection—-

Oh my God!

My panties were suddenly soaking wet, a scorching-hot flush of desire coming out of nowhere the moment my mouth came into contact with the faintly salty knob of his dick.

"You are not the kind of woman who likes it soft and gentle, habibti."

I was dying to argue with him, but with the sheikh increasing the downward pressure of his hold, I found myself helplessly opening my mouth instead, and the first inches of his cock pushed past my lips.

Aaaaah.

My lips stretched wider. God. I felt so fucking stuffed already, and this was just the head, dammit.

"Ready for more?"

Fuck you. But even as my indignant mind couldn't help answering this way, my body was betraying me at the same time, with the way my pussy actually started quivering hard as the sheikh started pushing my head farther down.

Another inch of his dick slipped inside my mouth, followed quickly by another and another and another, just one after another dammit, that I started to choke, and the sound actually had the asshole laughing even as his grip on my hair eased.

I lifted my head right away, tears stinging my eyes, and as soon as