Unexpectedly Expecting the Sheik's Baby - Elizabeth Lennox Page 0,16
than I thought earlier today.”
Oh goodness, his voice had become deeper. Sexier! Cassy felt her toes curl with excitement!
“Because I don’t have any clothes?” she asked, stunned, furious, and trying to ignore that anticipation curling inside of her.
“Exactly.” When his eyes moved back to hers, she stopped breathing for a moment.
Clearing her throat and pushing those delicious thoughts away, Cassy reminded herself that she was his lawyer. “This isn’t appropriate at all, Your Highness.”
That irritating amusement was back in his dark, enigmatic eyes. “Since I am going to make love to you by the end of the day, perhaps it would be more appropriate for you to call me Nasir.”
For a long moment, she stared up at him, her mind filled with images of his big hands against her skin, his mouth kissing hers, and all sorts of erotic, wonderful and…Cassy sputtered, shocked both by her imagination as well his arrogance. “I’m not…!” She tried to finish the sentence but it was lost with the horror, and secret excitement, of what he was suggesting. “We’re not…”
“I assure you, we are.”
Unfortunately, a different pair of eyes popped into her mind. Eyes that weren’t promising heaven – but had thrown her into a daily hell. A hell she hadn’t thought about in a long time. The memory caused her to shrink, cringing with long-dormant pain.
Those memories were exactly what she needed to get her mind back on track.
With a defiant lift of her chin, Cassy shook her head adamantly. “You don’t understand. Both scenarios are impossible.” She shifted on the bed, setting the coffee cup on the table beside her, trying to appear professional, but that was difficult to pull off when she was nearly naked. “Now, if you would just give me back my clothes, I’ll do the work you hired my firm to do, and will be out of your way.”
Nasir waited until she’d set her coffee cup back down before he touched her. With a gentleness that was startling in such a large man, he loomed over her, his hands moving softly over her face before sliding down her arm to send tingles of pleasure through her body. The sensation was so startling, she shifted uncomfortably on the bed.
But she didn’t try to get away from his touch. In fact, her arms shifted slightly, inadvertently asking for more. It was so staggering, the way this simple touch made her feel, that she looked down at his hand, then back up to his eyes. All memories of that malicious memory of so long ago vanished from her mind as his fingers tenderly stroked her skin, sending shivers of fire down her spine.
She wanted answers, but the heat in those dark eyes didn’t give her any information. No, those eyes were only promising more of the same and she wasn’t sure she could handle more.
His fingers tangled with hers and he turned her hand over, his rough thumb swirling patterns on a patch of skin that she’d never known could be an erogenous zone until this moment. It was so surprising that she couldn’t stop her toes from curling, startled by the sensations that were making her insides melt with desire. A completely inappropriate desire!
“I think you need to understand something, my beauty,” he murmured, his fingers still caressing her arm. “I would like to make love to you by the end of this day. I would also enjoy getting to know you a little better because I sense a softness within you, a vulnerability that I like and do not want to destroy. But I feel a need in you and you can rest assured that it is just as strong in me. So, don’t doubt that we are going to explore this together.” He paused, his eyes taking in her soft mouth, her vulnerable, dark eyes and he leaned back slightly. “The last time we were together, I could feel your eyes on me when you thought I wasn’t looking, felt the burning when we touched. Please, Cassandra, give us this time to explore this together.”
She wanted to tell him to go to hell. Instead, her body tensed, waiting for more of his touch. The ice around her heart that had hardened all those years ago, melted slightly when he told her that he sensed her vulnerability. At the same time, her stomach quivered with the shame from those memories from so long ago and a deep ache that had never fully healed. She’d been wounded by harsh, insensitive