The Sheiks of the Arabian Coast Series: 5 Book Box Set by Snihur Erin

Author:Snihur, Erin [Snihur, Erin]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-07-14T16:00:00+00:00

10

Amoz hadn’t wanted their incredible day to end. Inviting Teresa back to his suite to enjoy the jacuzzi hot tub was like placing the most tempting drink before a recovering alcoholic. Even when she’d emerged from the bathroom covered only in a towel, Amoz had wanted her.

Her words had only made him hesitate for a second before he pulled off his shirt to reveal his own scars. Inwardly, he didn’t want to frighten Teresa with the truth behind some of the scars. Yes, he had been involved in the special forces and there had been times where insurgents had tried to kill him due to his rank as heir to the Elish throne, but he’d survived. And so, had Teresa.

Now, with his hands carefully moving from her bare shoulders to where her hand carefully clung to the towel, Amoz watched Teresa’s eyes shift from wide eyed and cautious to heated and yearning in a second. A noise at the back of her throat sent pleasure coursing down his spine and straight to his hardening cock.

Damn this woman and her little noises.

Amoz carefully detached her hand that held her towel around herself. Before she could stop it, the towel fell from her body and landed in a pool at their feet. Amoz didn’t remove his eyes from hers as he slowly placed a soft peck on her cheek.

“Beautiful,” Amoz whispered against her skin.

“You haven’t seen them yet,” Teresa whispered back and Amoz grinned cheekily down at the woman who had completely enraptured him.

“They are a part of you, like your beautiful eyes, hair and soft skin. I wouldn’t ask you to change,” Amoz murmured and pulled her flush against his chest.

Running his hand down her soft hair and to her neck, Amoz wanted to stop and focus on her breasts that were lightly rising and falling with her every breath. He knew it was too soon.

Tilting his head, Amoz placed a soft kiss at the pulse of her neck. A breathless moan escaped Teresa’s lips and, before he knew it, Amoz felt his knees buckling until he knelt on the tiled floor before her.

“What are you…” Teresa began to ask, but before she could finish, Amoz clutched her hips and stared at her stomach, the place she had been so frightened about revealing to him.

Her waist was trim and had a hint of a sexy curve to them. The stringy bikini bottoms tied at her sides and a small triangle of fabric was all that stood between his lips and her core. She wasn’t ready for that either, Amoz inwardly thought.

Glancing upwards, Amoz smirked and squeezed her waist in his hands reassuringly, “Like I said, beautiful and strong.”

To get his message through to her, Amoz leaned in and pressed his lips to one scar that stretched over her hip bone. The puckered flesh seemed to burn and tingle against his lips as Amoz trailed little kisses from one scar to the next.

Finally, when Teresa’s hands moved to his shoulders and attempted to stop him, Amoz stared up at her.

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