Sheikh's Baby of Revenge by Tara Pammi

Author:Tara Pammi
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2018-05-02T17:50:46+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

I’M SO GLAD that I chose you that night. And I would gladly do so again and again.

How did such an innocent know what words to say to ensnare such a jaded man as him? To push him to the edge of his control?

How could one surrender and gain victory at the same time? Her words and her eyes, her kisses lit a fire in Adir’s blood.

He took her mouth with a feral hunger he could not corral into submission. She melted under his kiss, her lips so sweet yet incinerating, her moans soft but packing a punch, her strokes to keep up with him so inexperienced and yet filled with a ferocious desire that matched his own.

Hands on her back, he crushed her to him while he groped for the zipper of the dress, like a teenage boy touching his first woman. She threw her head back, baring her neck to him—another invitation he could not resist. Her pulse thrummed violently at her neck, the scent of her rose perfume emanating from her soft skin.

While he tugged the hidden zipper down with one hand, he scored the long line of her neck with his teeth. He dug his teeth in at her pulse point and suckled that skin into his mouth, eager for the taste of her to sink into his very marrow.

She tasted of sweat and sweetness, an incredibly erotic combination that only made him hunger for more.

“I will taste you everywhere tonight, ya habibi,” he promised, his voice gone so deep and husky that even he barely recognized it. That night, he had barely had the time to indulge himself, hardly any time to explore the heady explosion her body promised. “I will lick your flesh, sink my teeth in wherever I please. I will taste the honey between your legs and you will fracture from the unbearable pleasure of it.”

He did so, hard and deep, until her pale golden skin bore his mark, like a savage from centuries ago. Lust pounded in his blood as her skin instantly bruised.

She jerked closer to him, her knees trembling, her breath a rough accompaniment to his caresses.

A sob broke out of her as he softly licked the bruise he had given her. When she thrashed against him, searching for more, eager for more, he gave it to her by rocking into the cradle of her thighs. Pressing his erection against the warmth he knew was waiting for him.

She let out another sob as she flung her arms around his shoulders and clung to him.

For every action, there was an equal and opposite reaction—she was Newton’s law embodied. He smiled, making a note to tell her of his idiotic comparison. His smart wife would surely get a kick out of that.

“Adir, please... I want more. This dress...it rubs and caresses...”

“Then we will rip it off, ya habibi.” He grabbed the neckline in his hands when she jerked back from him, her arms protectively held against the bodice of the gown.

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