He slowly worked his way from one breast to the other and Sidra moaned or gasped with each touch, nip or bite until she was impatient with his teasing. She reached behind her, wanting more and unclasped her bra for him, tossing the material off to the side of her. With impatient hands, she brought his head back to her breast, even arching upwards to meet his mouth. Rashid didn’t disappoint. His mouth was just as ravenous and captured her nipple, teasing the hard peak with his mouth and teeth.
Sidra pulled his shirt out of the waistband of his riding pants, her fingers needing to touch his skin, to feel him the way he was able to feel her. When he ripped it off and tossed it over her bra, she felt as if her world might explode. The skin against skin contact was electrifying and she pressed against him, her hips rising 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 between her legs, quickly sheathing himself with one of the condoms she’d brought and was relieved when she automatically shifted for him, wrapping those long legs around his waist. She even lifted her hips up again to welcome him, to hurry him along and he didn’t hesitate.
He groaned as he slid inside her, her body stretching and accommodating his size just as he’d promised. He watched her face as he pushed deeper, wanting to connect not just with his body but with her eyes as well. When he felt the resistance, he was startled. So was she apparently and her hands tightened on his shoulders.
“It’s okay,” she said, her voice tight with fear and the strain of trying to take all of him inside her. “Go ahead.”
Rashid’s mind wasn’t clear, but with the determined look on her face, her teeth even biting her lower lip in anticipation, he finally got the message. He shook his head, sweat breaking out on his back as he tried to slow down for her.
“Just make it fast,” she groaned out when he continued to hold still.
Rashid couldn’t believe it. This perfect woman was untouched by any other man? Impossible! But the evidence was right there. And he couldn’t hold back any longer. He wanted her too much. Needed her and when she took a deep breath, he pushed in harder, breaking through the barrier and filling her up, burying himself fully and he could barely contain the pleasure he felt as her heat enveloped him completely.
“I’ll make it good for you, Sidra.”
“I know,” she said, her breathing rapid and ragged as she shifted slightly to adjust to his size. “Just give me a moment.” She shifted to the left, her body trying to relax and take all of him, but there was a lot to take. “Is it normally this large?” she asked stiffly.