Unexpectedly Expecting the Sheik's Baby - Elizabeth Lennox Page 0,37

his mouth to her neck, seeking out the places that caused her to moan, to move against him. Exploring her neck, her ears, and her shoulders, he found several spots that caused her to gasp, to whimper and try to pull away from him.

But he didn’t allow that. In fact, when he found those places, he gave them extra attention before finally moving on. His hands curled around her breasts carefully. Knowing she was self-conscious of their size, their weight, he teased and licked, nibbled at her nipples, showing her that her breasts were a thing of beauty and not something to be ashamed of. “You’re so beautiful, Cassy,” he groaned when she arched into him, her legs already wrapped around his body.

“Don’t stop!” she sighed, her fingers weaving into his hair. “Please don’t stop!”

He laughed softly as he moved to the other breast, lavishing it with equal attention. He loved it when she moaned as he teased those sensitive peaks, and he could smell her arousal, his body throbbing to taste her.

As he moved down her body, her back arching when he accidentally tickled a spot on her stomach, he savored each moment, enjoying her immensely. He’d never been with a woman who was so erotically sensitive. Just about everywhere he kissed her, touched her, she gasped or whimpered. The sounds were amazingly erotic and he wanted more of them.

Maybe if he…his hand moved lower, one finger sliding into her heat. She gasped and damn, if her legs didn’t widen, silently begging for more. He knew she would be like this, he thought with amazement. He knew she would be sensuous and adventurous despite her initial reservations. She was so beautiful, he couldn’t believe what a treasure she was.

When his tongue touched her heat, he almost laughed at the way her body jack-knifed up. She started to shake her head, but he stopped her with a kiss. He didn’t care if she tasted her juices on his mouth. She was delicious and he wasn’t going to stop. “Enjoy this, Cassy,” he commanded.

Cassy watched as he lowered his head, she couldn’t believe how hot it looked to see him doing…that! Then he pushed one finger inside of her and she gasped, her body burning with desperate need. Something inside of her…needed…craved…she wasn’t sure what to do. So instead of trying to figure it out, she flopped back onto the mattress, her hands moving to his hair as if she could somehow direct his movements.

When he shifted his hands around, moving those long fingers in and out of her body, she just about screamed. “Nasir, I can’t…” she started to say, her head shaking back and forth against the bed, but he moved his mouth, his tongue teasing that nub and she gasped again, pulling back as she tried to get away.

Nasir only laughed and pulled her right back to him. “Not that way, Cassy,” he explained. He adjusted their positions so that he was more in control. This time, he didn’t give her any warning. His mouth moved and shifted, sucking that bundle of nerves until she screamed her release.

Only then, when her body’s throbbing slowed slightly, did he relent and move over her. The look of bliss was possibly the most beautiful expression he’d ever seen. He’d been with a lot of women over the years, but for some reason, seeing that look in Cassy’s eyes was more powerful, more incredible, than any of the others.

Sliding into her heat, he groaned at how tight she was, how perfectly she fit him. Her body gave way, her inner muscles contracting around him, tightening, clenching his erection. When she stiffened, he knew that he was hurting her. “Relax, love,” he coaxed, stroking her hair as he pulled out slightly. “Just relax and enjoy this.”

She laughed, a strained sound that he knew was filled with nervous tension and sensuous excitement. “I don’t think I can relax,” she admitted, her nails digging into his shoulders.

“Cassy!” he growled, shaking his head to regain control. But it was difficult. She was just so tight and so gorgeous. Her body was such a delight, even now as she was shifting against him, her body trying to adjust to his invasion, but her adjustments were only making it harder for him to hold back.

“Just stay still, love,” he told her as he lifted her hips, moving at a better angle to go deeper. Obviously, that angle was better for her too because she gasped and arched, pulling