One Night With the Sheik (Friends Forever Book 4)

by Elizabeth Lennox

  “And this?” he asked, biting her earlobe gently.

  “Yeah. That too.”

  His hands slid up underneath her tee shirt. “And this?”

  She nodded, biting her lip as she closed her eyes, her mind unable to function.

  “I can see that you’re not entirely focused on what happened in your dreams, my dear,” he observed and then pulled her tee shirt up and over her head, dumping it onto the floor beside her. Leading her over to the bed, he sat down and pulled her between his knees. “I can guarantee that I’ve been wondering what color bra and underwear you’ve been wearing. Ever since I stepped into your bedroom this morning, it has been on my mind.”

  Arianna laughed, but inhaled sharply when his hands cupped her breasts, his thumb flicking against her nipple again and again, the pink lace of her bra making the action even more intense.

  “You’re a bit obsessed with my underwear, Rhys,” she admonished.

  “You’re right.” He leaned forward, taking her nipple into his mouth, causing her to gasp as the intense heat shot spikes of need from that nipple right down to her core. Arching her back, she clasped her hands against his head as he tormented her breast.

  “Yes!” she gasped, her hips unconsciously wiggling.

  He was fully aware of her movements though and slid his hands down to her bottom, cupping her butt before sliding around to the waistband of her jeans. Within moments, he’d pulled them off, tossing her boots and socks behind him as he twisted so that she was lying on the bed in only her red lace bra and underwear.

  “Gorgeous,” he breathed as he stood up and stripped off his own clothes.

  Arianna’s stomach tightened with…anxiety? Need? Excitement? She wasn’t sure, but pushed herself up onto her elbows to watch him undress.

  “Pull the strap of your bra away,” he ordered as he peeled the black tee shirt up over his head.

  She did as he commanded, but her mind was on the skin he was revealing. His abs were tight and hard, showing off a six-pack that looked like the images shown in magazines…but better! The light coating of hair on his chest made her want to run her fingers through it, then trail her fingers down lower to where the line of hair disappeared.

  “Just like that,” he groaned.

  She looked up at him, having forgotten that one breast was now revealed. “You’re amazing,” she whispered, wanting to touch him. She got up onto her knees and slowly approached, her hands reaching out to touch him. She was tentative at first, but when she heard his groan, she knew that he liked the way she was touching him and her fingers grew bold. Sliding along his skin, she explored every inch of that chest that had enticed her since the beginning. “You’re so hard.”

  “Definitely,” he told her, taking her hand and guiding her fingers to his erection that was still hidden by his cargo pants. “Touch me, Arianna.”

  She was fascinated by the bulge in those pants, nervous and wary, but so curious she wasn’t about to stop. Her fingers moved up and down that hard ridge, wanting to feel more of him. When her fingers slipped under the waistband of his pants, she heard the hiss of his breath and smiled, feeling so powerful.

  The buckle was difficult, but she eventually got it undone, almost laughing when he tried to do it for her. “No, this is my turn,” she told him.

  Slowly, she unzipped, fully aware of what she might find. But when his erection was free, she was amazed. Nothing had prepared her for this. He was beautiful, strong and long, his erection thick and hard, more than ready for her touch. She couldn’t hold back, needing to touch him, wanting to wrap her fingers around that part of him. She’d never done this before, never even wanted to, but with Rhys, she felt bold and feminine, powerful!

  “No!” he growled and took her hands away.

  “But…!”

  “Later,” he promised and toed out of his own boots, then stripped off his pants. That took less than a moment, it seemed, and then he was back with her, pulling her into his arms as he kissed her. This was no tentative, seductive kiss. This was ravenous! This was powerful and thrilling, and she lost her breath as he picked her up and laid her on her back. With one hand, he pinned her hands up above her head as his mouth moved over hers again and again.

  When he finally lifted his mouth, she drew in gulping gasps of air. Unrelenting, he moved down her body, teasing that spot on her neck before moving to her breasts. With one breast revealed, he pulled that nipple into his mouth, his tongue moving back and forth across the tip. Arianna groaned as she shifted underneath him, but he wasn’t letting up and he wasn’t releasing her hands.

  “Please!” she sobbed, her head moving back and forth.

  “Please what?” he asked, moving to the other breast. His teeth pulled the material away, but because the strap was still on her shoulder, the move only puffed up her breast more, inviting him to torment that peak. Which he did!

  She wrapped her legs around him, lifting her hips up to his, unconsciously inviting him to finish this, to give her the release she needed so desperately. She moved against him, tempting him but he was fully focused on her nipple.

  “Rhys!” she screamed, frustration building as he continued to tease her breasts.

  Lifting his head, she felt him press his erection against her body. “You need something, Arianna?”

  Opening her eyes, she pleaded with him. “Yes. You know…”

  “Say it,” he ordered, his knees pressing her legs wider so that he could settle against her more firmly.

  “You know what I want,” she growled, tugging at her wrists.

  “Yes. I know. But I want you to say it. I want you to tell me, in detail, what you want.”

  The blush that stained her cheeks caused him to chuckle. “Don’t make me do that, please,” she sobbed, turning her head away.

  “This time, you don’t have to tell me, but...” he lowered his head and took her nipple, sucking on it until she screamed again, “I want you to learn to tell me what you want. I want to hear the words.”

  She shook her head, wanting to smack him, but she couldn’t pull her hands away. He grabbed a condom and, finally releasing her wrists, he rolled it down his erection. But the moment he was fully covered, he moved back, staring down at her body. “You have no idea how much I’ve wanted this, Arianna. You’ve driven me crazy over the past few days.”

  “I haven’t done anything to tease you!” she gasped, but he only grabbed her arms and kept her legs wide, open for his viewing.

  “You just have to walk into a room and I want to make love to you.”

  She didn’t believe him, but his words were nice to hear. “Rhys, please!” she begged, not wanting to talk. She needed…him! She knew that he could give her the release she needed so desperately. Or at least she hoped he could!

  When she felt the pressure, she sighed, trying to relax her muscles. But he was bigger than she was expecting. Pulling her hands away from his, she gripped his shoulders as she shifted, accepting him into her body.

  “Arianna, relax,” he soothed. He pulled all the way out, and stretched her gently as he pressed back into her heat. Back and forth, going a bit deeper with each thrust. But he never hurt her, only shifting into her until she held her breath and then he backed out. Over and over, he stretched her tissues gently until, finally, he was fully embedded in her heat.

  “Don’t move!” she begged, wrapping her legs around him. “Just give me a moment, please don’t move!”

  He held still, but she closed her eyes and shifted her hips until she was sure she could handle all of him. When she opened her eyes, looking up at him, she realized that sweat had broken out on his forehead with the strain of keeping perfectly still.

  “Are you okay now?” he asked.

  She tested her body, smiling when he groaned, then nodded her head. “Yes. All ready,” she reported.

  “Excellent!” he groaned and started moving. In and out, causing waves of pleasure to pour over her body with every thrust. Her eyes widened with the firs
t thrust and she tried to hide her surprise, but he caught it and smiled grimly, moving in and out of her heat with increasing speed. “Talk to me, Arianna. Tell me when you’re close.”

  She shook her head, pressing back against him. “Too much,” she whispered, and tried to slide away from him. The building pressure was more than a little scary, but he wouldn’t let her hide from it. Grabbing her arms, he pulled them back over her head. “Just go with it,” he told her, moving and shifting with every thrust.

  Arianna tried very hard to focus, but when he pressed into her like that…yeah, just like that! She couldn’t focus on anything but the intensity, the building, amazing, blinding pressure!

  When he moved against her one more time, everything seemed to shimmer and hover, then an explosion of pleasure hit her with more intensity than she’d ever thought possible. Arianna wasn’t even aware of her scream as her body splintered apart, throbbing with the incredible beauty of her orgasm. And it kept going. His thrusts continued, harder and faster as he neared his own climax. She was right there with him, as soon as one orgasm stopped, another began building. The second wasn’t as intense, but when she heard his groan of release, her own body exploded again, throbbing around his erection over and over as the pulsating waves of happiness burst into sunshine.

  It took a long time to come down, but when her body finally stopped shimmering, she slowly uncurled her arms from around Rhys’ neck. Opening her eyes, she realized that he was sweetly kissing her neck, her jaw, her eyes…

  “You okay?” he asked.

  Arianna looked around, trying to orient herself. “Um…” she blinked up at him.

  He laughed softly, shifting now that her arms had loosened. “You seem pretty okay,” he commented, rolling to the side and taking care of the condom with a tissue. He then turned back to her, pulling her against his side.

  She laughed even as he teased her back. “I’ve…uh…never…” she stammered, trying to figure out how to tell him how unusual that experience had been for her.

  “You’ve never climaxed during sex before,” he finished, filling in the gaps.

  She could feel her face heating up and lowered her head so that her hair hid the pink color. “Well, when you put it bluntly like that, no.”

  He pulled her higher against his body, more so that she was draped against him. “I’m glad that I was your first competent lover,” and he kissed her – another one of those toe curling kisses that made her head spin.

  “And now you need to eat something.”

  Eat? After what she’d just experienced, food was the last thing on her mind. Doing it again? Oh yeah! That was definitely on her mind. She looked down at him, shaking her head as her tongue darted out to wet her lips. “I’m not really hungry.”

  He lifted dark eyebrows at her. “Really? You barely ate anything for lunch and it is already,” he looked at his watch, “close to eight o’clock.”

  Arianna stared at him for a long time, trying to assimilate the fact that they’d been in bed for more than two hours. “It is not!” she gasped, thinking that she was a hussy to be lingering in bed for that long.

  His husky chuckle, not to mention, the way he trailed a hand down her back, caught her attention. Sitting up, she looked around, pushing her hair out of her eyes as she looked for her clothes.

  “Where do you think you’re going?” he asked softly, sitting up as well so that he could press kisses along the nape of her neck.

  Arianna peered at him over her shoulder. “I can’t be here! I can’t be in this room with you any longer.”

  “Why not?”

  She slipped out of bed, grabbing his tee shirt and using it as a shield to cover her nakedness. Except that he wasn’t allowing any form of shyness. Nor was he ready to relinquish her from his bed. With a strong arm, he reached out and grabbed her around the waist, pulling her right back onto the bed. As he loomed over her, he asked, “Why can’t you be here overnight?”

  She stared up at him, shocked that he could be so obtuse. “Because your staff will know that I was in here!”

  He waited, but she didn’t continue. “And?”

  “And…!” she repeated, as if he should already know the answer, “they might know what is going on between us.”

  Rhys stared at her for a long time, but when he finally realized that she was absolutely serious, he threw back his head laughing. She tried to wiggle away, but his hold wasn’t letting her get away from him.

  When he finally had his amusement under control, he rolled back over, his knees pressing her legs apart, so that he was exactly where he wanted to be. He looked down, noticed that her nipples were taut, indicating that she didn’t mind this position either.

  “Well, if it is any consolation, my staff do not gossip about anything that I do.” He could tell that his assurance wasn’t helping. “Besides, I’m pretty sure that they all know exactly what’s going on. We’ve been behind closed doors for hours now.” He bent to nibble on her neck, exactly in the spot that caused her to wiggle and laugh.

  It worked like a charm, so he moved to other interesting places that he’d discovered earlier in the evening.

  She pushed at his shoulders, trying to stop his decent. “Yes, but we’ve been behind closed doors before and this hasn’t happened. So they can’t know for sure.”

  Rhys didn’t say anything. If his guards hadn’t figured out why they were in his suite for the past several hours already, her screams a few minutes ago would have given them an easy clue.

  “What would you like for dinner?” he asked, thinking that he’d like her. Again. All night.

  Arianna wiggled slightly until she realized that she’d shifted their positions so that his renewed erection was exactly where she wanted him to be.

  “Um…how about…” she shifted again, her eyes lighting up as she felt him at her opening. Arching backwards, she tried to…

  “Arianna!” he growled, pulling back.

  “Yes?” she asked, breathless and they’d really only been talking for a few minutes. But already, she was ready for round two. Not just ready, but eager for him to work his magic.

  “You can’t do that,” he told her, trying to pull back, thinking she was too tender for another round.

  “Why?”

  “Because I just…”

  She moved again, shifting against him and he felt dizzy from the control it took to keep himself from pushing into her warm heat.

  Clenching his jaw, Rhys took control of the situation by giving her control. Rolling over onto his back, he brought her with him. “Okay, you want more.” He slapped a condom in her hand and pulled her knees so that she was straddling him.

  He watched as she looked down at his chest, licking her lips, and he felt his erection start to throb. The only reason he tried to relax his hands and not pull her hips forward so he could bury himself inside of her was that he suspected she had absolutely no idea what she was doing to him. That cute, sexy tongue that she kept using as she surveyed his body was more than he could take though.

  “You have to hurry, love,” he warned her, his hands sliding up and down her thighs.

  But she was having trouble opening up the foil and those delicious pink folds distracted him. His hands couldn’t seem to stay away and he moved to her inner thighs, his fingers sliding into her already wet heat. When his thumbs began their teasing, her fingers fumbled even more with the condom until she gave up completely, just holding onto his wrists. He suspected that she had no idea she was directing his actions, showing him how and where to touch her. He loved it though! It was amazingly hot, seeing her orchestrate her own pleasure like this.

  “Arianna!” he groaned, thinking she looked hotter at this particular moment than she had at any time in the past.

  “Just…give me a minute,” she gasped, and had to brace herself, her hands splayed out on his chest when his fingers slid inside of her. Teased her. “You’re not helping,” she warned.

  “I wasn’t trying to help. You�
��re the one that needs to hurry.” His eyes watched as his fingers slid in and out of her pink folds, then up at her face, watching her reaction. “As far as I’m concerned, I could do this all day long.”

  She tried! Arianna made a feeble attempt to pull away, to once again fiddle with that condom so that she could… “Oh!” When he did that with his fingers, it was hard to remember what she was trying to do. He did it again. And again!

  “You can’t…I can’t…Rhys!” she shuddered, leaning her body forward so that his fingers were moving where she needed them to be. “Yes. Just like that,” she whispered, closing her eyes and enjoying the sensations of his fingers against her like that. She wasn’t sure, but she was…and then…

  She did! Oh, the amazing feeling of his fingers made her explode. Wave after wave of that intense pleasure hit her as his fingers continued. When she couldn’t take anymore, she grabbed his wrist, pulling his fingers away and breathed heavily.

  Without warning, the condom was plucked from her lax fingers and he rolled it over his erection. He lifted her up, poised her right there at the tip and then… “Yes!” she breathed as he filled her up. She was ready for him this time, needing less adjustment time than the first round.

  When he showed her how to move, she was a quick learner and easily picked up the pace. Even though she’d just experienced a beautiful climax moments ago, her body was already climbing that precarious hill once again, the pressure building faster this time.

  And when it came, she wasn’t sure what was happening. It was building again and she opened her eyes, silently begging him to help her. Thankfully, he understood and showed her how to move, shifting her hips with his hands to give her maximum pleasure.

  It took only a few strokes until they both found release, holding onto each other as their bodies throbbed with the waves of pleasure. And when it was all over, Arianna tumbled blissfully against his chest, completely wiped out. She felt his arms close around her, almost as if he were trying to protect her somehow.

  “Thank you,” she whispered to him. She knew that he heard her since he squeezed her gently, but she wasn’t able to say much more since she fell into a deep sleep, secure in his arms.