The Sheik's Rebellious Mistress (6 page)

When he spun her around himself and covered her mouth with his, she didn"t argue. In fact, she stood on her toes, eager to receive his kiss and give as much as she got in return. Her body melted into his, pushing her breasts against his chest, her hips against his, eager to feel more of him.

When he lifted her up into his arms , she almost blurted out, “Finally!” but controlled herself by burying her face in his neck, inhaling the male scent of him and teasing the lobe of his ear, just as he"d done to her a few minutes ago.

The room he carried her into was dimly lit so her eyes had no problems adjusting to the light. But her legs barely held her upright when he set her back down on the floor. His fingers easily found the zipper in the back, all the while kissing her, ravishing her mouth with his own.

Electra felt the whoosh of air against her naked skin and the temporary feel of cold as the air hit her, but then his hands were against her back, her body pulled up against his as his hands covered her bottom, pulling her higher.

She pushed his suit jacket off his shoulders, uncaring that the beautiful fabric fell carelessly to the floor. She then struggled with his tie but, never having been around men as she grew up, the knot was a mystery to her. Finally, he delicately pulled her hands away and did it himself, tossing it on the floor beside them before pulling her back into his arms.

Electra worked the buttons of his shirt, eager to see what she"d been feeling for the past several minutes. Was he as solidly built as she suspected? Was he covered with muscles or was it just an illusion? She heard a ping as one of the buttons popped off and hit the wall somewhere but she didn"t care. She just moved on to the next, hurriedly needing to get his chest uncovered.

Her breathing was rapid and her eyes dilated as she finally pulled the fabric away to reveal the chest of a body builder. No, her mind could never have thought up this many muscles under that severe, well tailored suit. No man should cover up something this magnificent, she thought, her fingers traveling down the bulging pectorals, the packed abdominal muscles, tracing the black line that disappeared into his pants. She heard the sharp intake of his breath but paid no attention to it, too fascinated with exploring the treasure she"d just uncovered. Her hands moved higher, her eyes following hungrily as she moved her fingertips along the muscles just revealed. One finger accidentally brushed his nipple and she felt his indrawn breath so she moved back, her hands covering the flat nipple with tremulous exploration. When her fingers lingered, teased and captured it gently, she felt his hands clench and unclench on her waist and her eyes looked up. His own were closed and his jaw tight, as if he were clenching his teeth to control what she made him feel. That kind of power only heightened her own desire and she watched in fascination as her hands traveled up to his shoulders then down across the bulging biceps. While her hands explored, her head moved forward, her tongue gently caressing his nipple with the assumption that, if her fingers felt good, perhaps she could intensify that feeling.

As soon as her tongue flicked the sensitive part, she heard him groan and the hands that had been clenching at her waist suddenly grasped her hips, lifting her higher, then tossing her onto the bed. Electra smiled, loving the feeling of power but then saw that his huge body was coming down onto hers. Her arms reached up to welcome him but he grasped them in one hand, holding them over her head. “No more,” he grated out before his mouth covered her own nipple, teasing it through the lace while heat of his tongue createdfeelings that both shocked and terrified her. “Dharr!” she cried out, her hips shifting under his weight, her legs moving up, stirring in any way in an attempt to escape the heat but he was now in control and he wasn"t going to relinquish it again.

His mouth moved to the other side, laving that nipple with the same attention, his free hand coming up to tease the flesh above the lace on her strapless bra, the effect more tantalizing than anything she"d ever imagined. “Please don"t stop,” she said, writhing under his light touch.

His mouth descended to her nipple as his hand reached behind her and unsnapped the clasp, releasing her breasts from the light constriction. “Don"t worry. I"m not planning on it,” he said, his deep voice now husky as his mouth moved lower, nibbling on her ribs, then moving even lower to her stomach. “Do you like this?” he asked as his teeth skimmed the slight swell of her stomach.

“Yes!” she cried out as his mouth found a sensitive spot near her hip bone. “Yes,” she sighed as he softly caressed the spot again, then nipped it with his teeth.

“What else?” he asked, releasing her hands and moved even lower, his mouth moving to her thigh.

As soon as her hands were released from their constraints, they moved into his hair, her fingers clenching and unclenching as he hit one sensitive spot after another.

“I don"t know,” she said honestly but her hips were rocking slightly, unsure of what she should be doing but uncaring as the desire ached within her. “I need you now!” she said.

His soft chuckle was her only warning as his fingers moved between her thighs. “Patience,” he said and kissed the inside of her thigh while his fingers moved higher, tantalizing her, her legs opening of their own volition, giving his mouth better access to his goal.

“ Dharr!” she cried out when his mouth touched her in the most intimate part of her. Her fingers, which had been holding his head, initially pulled at his hair but his mouth was relentless and after only a moment, she gasped and arched into his mouth, opening wider as his tongue and mouth found her core, creating sensations she couldn"t understand. Her body was almost singing and within only moments, her first climaxed washed over her, wave after wave rocking her body as her eyes squeezed shut and her voice cried out, her fingers clenching his hair.

But it wasn"t over. As soon as her body subsided from the initial orgasm, his fi ngers moved inside and she felt the feelings increase yet again. The combination of his fingers and his rough tongue, his lips, she was lost to the sensations, unable to think to control, to do anything but let him have complete control of her body.

When the second wave finally subsided, Electra could barely move, her body completely replete and exhausted. When she felt him move over her, she opened her eyes slightly but didn"t even have the energy for a full glance. “Thank you,” she said, trying to catch her breath. Her arms reached up to wrap around his shoulders but they were heavy and she couldn"t do much more than lay them against his warm skin.

His laughter was the only warning she had that things were not finished. The sound forced her eyes to look at him warily. “What?” she asked, trying desperately to slow her breathing.

In answer, he tore open a packet and sheathed himself with the condom. With a purpose that was unmistakable, he bent and kissed her neck, a knee moving between her legs as his mouth moved down lower, capturing a nipple between his teeth, then soothing it with his tongue. “No! I can"t,” she gasped but her arms tensed and held his head in place, the feelings that had spiraled to unimaginable heights started all over again, taking her body with the increasing crescendo. She felt his erection pressing against her softness, probing gently but with more force and her body instantly relaxed to accommodate his size. Her breathing increased and her eyes closed, afraid that his perceptive gaze would see the truth.

Her hands held his shoulders as her body braced for the invasion, the pain. But as he slid deeper inside her, she was surprised to feel a fullness, a completeness. It was wonderful! More than wonderful! She opened her eyes and smiled into him, forcing herself to relax as he struggled, his shoulders and forehead glazed with sweat.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, arching into him, her smile encouraging him to continue.

With that simple gesture, Dharr moved forward, hesitated, then broke through her barrier and stopped, fully enclosed within her but shock breaking out on his face as he looked down at the woman in his arms. If he hadn"t been watching her the whole time, he would have missed the slight cringe cross her face.

“ Ellie?” he said, stilling inside of her but his whole body was clamoring for release. Was she a virgin? Impossible. She was too bold, too sensuous and much too beautiful for her to have remained untouched at her age. But the tear that touched the edge of her eye proved that she in fact was a virgin. Or had been, he realized, cursing himself for being too aggressive. He should have slowed down and found out more about her.

Her eyes opened and her hands reached out to smooththe worry in his eyes. “Thank you,” she said as if that were the end.

“Thank you?” he growled. She thought this was the end? Tossing his head backwards, he stared at a space beyond the bed, searching for the strength to go slowly, to make this an incredible experience for her. He"d foolishly taken her virginity, the least he could do was make this the best experience possible.

His eyes moved back to her face and carefully, slowly moved slightly. When her eyes widened in shock, he breathed easier. The expression didn"t look like one of pain or anguish but more of curiosity. Still not the reaction he was looking for so he moved again, a little longer this time. There it was, he thought and moved again, her expression turning away from curiosity and he captured her gasp of pleasure in his mouth as he continued to move in her, raising her hips slightly and rocking her back and forth. It didn"t take long before she was moving on her own, her body taking over as her third climax built up. When her muscles contracted around him, he released his own body, allowing himself to find his climax, holding her close and it was more mind-blowing than he could have imagined.

As her breathing and heart rate slowed, Electra slowly opened her eyes and looked around, surprised to find that the world was still in normal colors. Surely after that kind of experience, the world had changed to neon or something just as electrifying and momentous. One by one, she unclenched her fingers, her arms falling to the bed beside her and tried to calm her breathing.

Maintaining her gaze at a point beyond his shoulder, she tried to act as if this were nothing more than usual for her. But he was not believing her. He rolled over, pulling her along with him so they were still intimately connected but she was now laying on top of him.

“Ellie, explain yourself,” he demanded in a tone that wouldn"t brook any argument.

But that tone wouldn"t work with her. Her rebellious nature reasserting itself. Instead of talking, she lifted herself up on her elbows and looked down at the arrogant man underneath her. “What would you like me to explain?” she asked, her fingers teasing the hair on his chest and her lips finding the nipple again.

His hand clamped over her fingers and his other pulled her chin up so she couldn"t tease him. But that left her hands free and she made good use of them. “Dharr, I really don"t want to talk right now,” she said, knowing that this was her only night of freedom and she didn"t want to waste it on silly explanations that would lead to revelations that were pointless.
“I think we need to talk,” he replied and grabbed her hands but it was too late. She could feel his erection still inside her. She moved her hips slightly and gasped with the feelings that rippled through her. She moved a little more and the feelings intensified. Biting her lip, she pushed herself up on his chest so she was straddling him, her teeth biting her lower lip as she moved up, then down, her mouth falling open with the pleasure.

“That feels wonderful,” she said and smiled a sensuous, knowing smile as her eyes glazed over. Looking down at him, she felt wonderful and could tell that he was struggling to stop her movements. “I"m not sure why you want to talk, Dharr, but couldn"t we discuss whatever is bothering you a little later?” she asked, her hips rocking slightly as she experimented with this new position and all these new feelings.

Dharr was no match for her budding passion. Her body was clenching his own, her strong, slender legs straddling him felt incredible and in the end, he simply allowed her the chance to move however she pleased. No matter how she moved, it definitely pleased him. She was too tight, too wet and he simply couldn"t slow down the pleasure she was building inside him.

She felt his hands on her hips and quickly moved again, hoping he was feeling the same thing she was but afraid he was going to stop her. Instead, he pulled her all the way down and she cried out as she was fully sheathed on his erection, feeling the sensation all the way to her core. Placing her hands on his chest, she moved again and again, twisting slightly, her hair falling forward as she figured out a rhythm that gave her the most feeling, the most satisfaction.

In the end, the passion was too much for her to control since everything was too new for her. He rolled her onto her back again and took over, his body showing her how to gain the most for each thrust and within moments, Electra cried out as she climaxed once again, Dharr quickly following her.

This time, he rolled onto his back as both of them tried to gasp for air. Curling onto her side, she watched him. One hand was over his eyes and there was a strain around his mouth. She wanted to reach out to him butwasn"t sure about his mood. “Dharr?” she called out softly, fear that she"d done something to hurt him or offend him translating in her tone.

Instantly, his arm came down and he rolled back to her, placing an elbow on each side of her as he looked down into her eyes. “Why didn"t you warn me?” he demanded.

“Warn you about what?” she asked, pushing through the inevitable question with a mixture of bravado and rebellion.

“Don"t lie, Ellie. I want explanations,” he said forcefully. “Why?” she asked, trying to pullaway but he wouldn"t let her go. His arms on either side of her head kept her trapped underneath him. She couldn"t even look away from his intense gaze.

“Because you are a virgin and I want to know how that is possible.”

She shrugged and looked at his shoulder which was as far as his arms would allow her head to move. “I"m not sure I"m the best person to give you a lesson in biology,” she said almost angrily. He was turning something that had been beautiful and moving into an interrogation and her best defense against authority had always been anger.