to rub against his erection just as it had yesterday. She felt herself starting to climb that cliff again but Rashid shook his head when he realized what she was doing. “Not today,” he growled.
“Why?” she demanded with a gasp of frustration because he’d moved out of her reach.
“Because this time I’m going to be inside you when you climax,” he said, his eyes boring into hers so that she understood. “And you’re going to come in my arms and I’m going to follow you and it’s going to be incredible!”
“Yes,” she gasped and her fingers ran over his chest, stopping at his nipples and hearing the sharp intake of his breath so she did it again.
“You have to stop that,” he laughed painfully.
“Why?”
“Because you found some relief yesterday but I’m still working off of yesterday morning’s throbbing.”
“Oh,” she said and blushed but her fingers still wanted to touch him, still moving underneath him since she could no longer touch him with her hands.
His head bent low and he laughed at her movements and shook his head, trying to maintain control. “Sidra, you have to stop.”
“Can’t!” she gasped when he bent low and nipped at her stomach.
In response, he heeled off his riding boots.
Sidra looked up at him and, seeing his erection through is pants, became nervous about what she was venturing into. When she only felt it, she wasn’t nervous but seeing the size of him, she was suddenly terrified.
Rashid saw the expression change in her eyes and almost groaned. “Don’t worry, Sidra,” he said with heat. “We’ll fit,” he assured her softly.
She took a deep breath and nodded her head. She trusted this man, had almost from the beginning. Something told her she shouldn’t be nervous but her mind wasn’t working well right now so her body was in charge.
Rashid couldn’t do anything about his size but he could reassure her as they went along. As he stood there he saw her swallow and he almost laughed at the fear that was taking over. But he was in too much pain, too desperate to find her heat and bury himself inside of her to laugh at this point.
He lowered himself back down, taking her gently into his arms. “Do you trust me?” he asked softly as he teased her neck, remembering that spot on her shoulder that made her shiver deliciously. As soon as he touched her there, he got the desired reaction. Her body turned into his and he was amazed at her courage. She might be scared, but she was willing to trust him and still be with him. He felt honored by her trust, humbled by it even.
He pulled her closer, his hand moving down her naked back to the waistband of her jeans. With fast fingers, he opened the clasp and slid the zipper down. When her hands helped him push the material away, his lust increased because he knew that she was right there with him, eager for their union.
As more of her perfect skin was revealed, he looked down at her, his eyes traveling along her stomach, her long, slender legs and he wanted to taste her, to feel her around him. She’d left her underwear on, but he didn’t mind.
His hand moved downwards, his palm feeling that adorable derriere that had been so alluring the first time he’d seen her. Her legs were still held together but as he kissed her and his hand moved along her soft skin, she relaxed and the writhing slowly returned. He teased and nipped along her neck and breasts until he felt her legs move underneath him and that was his signal that she was ready for him.
He moved his hand to her heat and he almost lost control when he felt her wetness. She was so hot, so perfect and when he slipped one finger inside her, opening her up for his ultimate invasion, he couldn’t believe how tight she was.
Rashid lifted his head and watched her face as he slipped another finger inside her. “Open your eyes, Sidra,” he groaned. When she did, her hands clutching at his shoulders, he moved his fingers just as he was going to do to her with his erection in a moment. As he flicked her swollen flesh with his thumb at the same time, her eyes lit up and her sexy mouth form an O of surprise. He felt her hips rise and fall with his fingers and he couldn’t hold back any longer. He moved