The Sheik's Pregnant Lover (Love By Accident) (6 page)

She gasped and threw her arms around his neck, hugging him closely, kissing him desperately. 

When he pulled away, he looked down at her.  “What’s wrong?” he asked, feeling the nervousness in her body and not letting her get away with trying to hide it. 

Sidra ran her hands up and down his chest, feeling his muscles and the incredible strength of him under her fingers.  “I…um….went to the drugstore yesterday,” she said softly, unable to look him in the eyes. 
She stared instead at the middle of his chest, swallowing painfully and she knew that her face was filled with color. 

Rashid stilled, wondering if she was saying what he hoped she was saying.  “And?” he prompted when she stopped. 

Sidra took a deep breath and reached into the back pocket of her jeans, pulling out several condoms of various sizes.  “I was hoping…well, maybe…”

She stopped and was embarrassed by her assumptions.  He was silent in front of her and she was now worried that she’d offended him in some way. 

When she finally found the courage to look up at him, she gasped at the heat in his eyes.  “Are you sure about this?” he asked, his hands flexing against her waist.

Slowly, with absolute conviction, she nodded her head.  “Yes.  Absolutely sure.”

He pulled her into his arms and bent his head.  “You won’t regret this Sidra,” he said with a low, husky voice. 

Sidra already knew that.  “I’d only regret it if we didn’t do this,” she said a moment before his mouth covered hers.  She was ravenous this time, unable to keep her hands off of him.  She wanted him more than she’d ever thought possible.  When he touched her, she lit up with the heat of his touch and before she knew what was
happening
, her sweater was tossed over her head. 
H
is mouth moved
to
her neck, his teeth biting and teasing, sucking against her inflamed skin, she gasped and moved against him, inflaming him to the same level. 

“I brought a blanket,” she gasped and stepped out of his arms to quickly spread the wool blanket out over the wet grass. 

As soon as the blanket was laid out, Rashid pulled her back into his arms, then swung her up, dropping to his knees and laying her down onto the
center of the
blanket.  As he looked down at her, he pulled her sweater over head, looking down at her breasts encased in the light blue
,
lace bra.  “You’re gorgeous,” he groaned and dipped his head to nuzzle her breast through the material. 

Sidra sighed happily and her fingers found their way into his hair, her body moving underneath his impatiently.  She couldn’t wait to experience the bliss she’d found yesterday but when his warm mouth closed over her nipple, she realized that she had so much more to experience. 

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. 

“
Y
ou
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
,
w
rapping
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. 

Rashid made a sound that was part laugh, part groan but he shook his head.  “I haven’t made a study of male penis sizes, actually.” 

Sidra took a deep breath and then slowly let it out.  “Okay.  I think I’m okay.”

Rashid looked down at her determined expression and knew that she wasn’t okay.  Gone was the excitement of only moments ago and all she felt was resignation.  “Oh, no
you’re
not,” he said and bent low, keeping his lower body as still as possible while he kissed her.  He didn’t stop until he felt her respond once again.  Her arms, which had been gripping his shoulders with the pain of his invasion, were now pulling at him.  That was the signal he’d been waiting for.  He shifted his lower body slightly and knew that she’d fully recovered when her eyes popped open with surprise. 

“Oh my!” she gasped and looked up at him, seeing the perspiration, the rippling muscles that told her he was doing everything he could to keep from moving, from hurting her again.

She moved underneath him and smiled, delighted when he closed his eyes and clenched his jaw.  She did it again and laughed when he shook his head and moved again.

When he heard her laughter, he opened his eyes and realized that she truly was okay now.  More than okay.  “So you think this is funny?” he growled and bent low to nip at her ear.  He also moved almost fully out of her and when he saw her shaking her head and her legs tightened around him, he pushed slowly back inside her. 

She wasn’t laughing any longer.  Now her eyes were closed, her body arching into his and he moved again, slowly inching into her heat, then back out, enjoying the sexy expression on her face as she felt new parts of her body react to a man’s. 

She shifted under him, her body experimenting slightly. “What happens when you…” she was almost embarrassed to ask, but it came out anyway, “move faster?” she finally got out. 

Rashid wanted to laugh, but she’d just given him permission to let lose more of his control.  And he was more than happy to oblige.  “Let’s find out,” he said with a husky voice and moved faster.  As he watched, he moved in and out of her, faster and faster and she took all of him, over and over again.  He was almost pounding into her and too quickly, she climaxed, screaming out and gripping his shoulders.  He released all of his control at that point and barely heard her any longer as his own climax roared through his body, his ears blocking out everything but the feelings of intense pleasure, better than he’d ever experienced in his life, rocked his body, leaving him drained and replete. 

When the storm had subsided and she slowly unclenched her hands and legs,
Sidra looked around, her mind slowly returning to the present.  “It’s a bit cool out here, isn’t it?” she said softly, her breathing still not returned to normal.

Rashid moved his head to the side, his hand sliding up her back and smiling as she wiggled against him.  “I didn’t notice.”
  He rolled carefully so that she was on top of him, protecting her from his weight. 

Sidra smiled and kissed the middle of his chest.  “I guess you were occupied.”

“So were you.”

She laughed and started to shift to his side. 

“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked, holding her in place. 

Sidra looked up, resting her chin on his chest, right where she’d just kissed him.  “Don’t you need to get to work?”

He sighed and skimmed his hands over her back.  “I guess we should re-join the world.”

“I don’t want to either, but Laura is probably going to be up soon, if she isn’t already.”