the bedroom.”
8
Kara felt ravenous for Yaseen, a new hunger hip-checking her satisfied fullness out of the way. All the flirting while they’d prepared dinner had wound her up, and now—no matter what the consequences for their not-quite marriage—she needed him. She twined her fingers through his and tugged on his hand, pulling him away from the sink. He blinked, once, then followed her without argument.
In the master bedroom Kara crawled onto the bed and rose up on her knees. “Come here.”
Yaseen kicked the door shut behind him. “You don’t have to ask me twice, but I’d like it if you did.”
“Come here, please,” she repeated. She reached for the hem of her dress.
“No,” said Yaseen quickly. He’d already unbuttoned his shirt, and he shrugged it off as he took the final few steps to the bed. “Let me do it.”
Kara raised her arms above her head and closed her eyes. The whisper and tug of the fabric against her skin made her nipples peak against her bra. Yaseen exposed her skin inch by inch, leaning down to press a kiss above the line of her panties, then beneath her bra. Then he pulled the dress all the way off and let it drop to the floor.
She felt consumed by the heat in his eyes, as if they’d taken all of her in for himself. Slowly, as if she were the most precious object Yaseen had ever touched, he put his hands on either side of her waist and stroked his fingers over her skin.
“You’re gorgeous.” His voice was low and tight with want. “I’ve never seen anyone as gorgeous as you in all my life.” Yaseen’s eyes traced over her new curves, and an answering desire curled her toes. He leaned in and kissed her, tasting spicy and sweet, and maneuvered himself onto the bed next to her.
Kara’s hips ached from standing in the kitchen, and she could think of no better way to alleviate the pain than straddling him. She pushed him backward onto the pillows and climbed on. He kept his hands on her hips, steadying her and pulling her in close. Yaseen bit his bottom lip and ran his hands up and down her back.
“You’re teasing me,” she breathed.
“Who’s teasing whom? You’re the one on top of me and still wearing clothes.”
“I thought you wanted to do the honors,” Kara teased back
Yaseen reached behind her and deftly unclipped her bra. He slid both straps down her arms and tossed it away, then groaned low in his throat. He cupped one breast, then the other, playing at her nipples with the pad of his thumb. She rolled her hips over his, losing herself in the sensation. Yes, yes—she wanted more of his touch.
Yaseen sat up, catching the back of her neck with his palm, and pulled her in for a kiss that began hard and crashing and insistent and deepened into something slow and so intimate it stole her breath. When he pulled back, she found herself panting.
“You’re right.” His tone was deadly serious. “This isn’t fair.” He lifted her off him, placing her in the center of the bed. When he stood up, Kara could see how hard he was through the front of his pants. “Take your turn, Kara.”
She perched at the edge of the bed and trailed a touch down his abs, savoring the warmth and shape of his body. When her hand reached his waist, she traced his belt with two fingers, drawing a hiss of impatience from him.
“I suppose I deserve this,” Yaseen said through gritted teeth. “You let me take off your dress.”
“And I’m still wearing panties,” she chided. “You haven’t even done your part.” She unhooked his belt, and as soon as he’d kicked his pants—along with his boxers—away, his hands were back on her, wanting, caressing, taking. Her hands itched to cradle his eager cock, but he kept himself out of her reach. Yaseen laid her back on the bed and hooked his fingers in the waistband of her panties, tugging them down inch by agonizing inch, stopping to press kisses all the way down to her toes. By the time he’d finished, her nerves sang for more, more and more and more, and she spread herself open on the bed and let him climb between her legs. Kara had never seen a more intoxicating man. Every inch of him was perfect, and every inch called to her in a way no man ever had before. Would it be so