The Sheik's Accidental Pregnancy (The Botros Brothers Series) (9 page)

“Stop that,” he said through clenched teeth.

“What are you doing?” she asked as she glared at him.

He didn't answer her, but continued to stare down at her. Sara became aware of his arousal as he slowly began grinding against her. Dipping his head down, he kissed her. As Sara moaned, he released her and she immediately wrapped her legs around him as her hands came around his neck. Tariq was surprised at her sudden shift. One minute she was taking a swing at him and the next, she was kissing him back. She was an unpredictable tigress.

Sensing his confusion, she said the only thing that she could think of. “Hormones,” she mumbled as she nibbled on his chin. Tariq chuckled.

“I think it’s going to be a very long nine months,” he crooned as he licked her ear.

“Well, you asked for it. Now, keep doing what you were doing,” Sara demanded.

Quickly removing her vest, Tariq looked down at her. His grandmother was right, she was glowing and her breasts were blossoming. Smacking his lips, he grinned as he cupped her breasts. They were beautiful before, but now. He flicked both nipples with his thumbs as she gasped and arched against him. He rolled to her side so he could look at them better. They were definitely bigger. As he continued to play with her nipples, Sara began to pant.

“I don’t know why, but they’ve become so sensitive. I swear, even wearing a bra turns me on.” At her confession, Tariq groaned before he leaned over to lick one. Sara continued to squirm as she reached for his head. Sliding his free hand down her body, his fingers brushed over her mound. He paused when he realized that something was different. Sara grumbled, “Why did you stop?” Tariq reached for her waistband and pulled her shorts down. A slow smile crept across his face as he confirmed that she had indeed shaved. He leaned down to kiss the top of her mound.

“You shaved,” he said as he nibbled the inside of her legs.

“Now, there you go, stating the obvious,” Sara managed to respond as she was busy trying to coax his mouth closer.

Suddenly, Tariq reached under one hip and lifted her toward him. Inhaling her scent, he smiled. She still smelled of strawberries. Positioning her so he could watch her face, he rubbed the inside of her legs and along her groin, as he watched her pupils grow. He dipped his head and slowly licked up her slit. He could feel her getting wet with her own juices as he nibbled lightly along her lips. Parting them, he continued to lick and suck along the inside of her lips. Watching her, he silently dared her not to look away as two fingers found their way inside. She was very wet and still so very tight. Her vaginal walls gripped his fingers. Twisting them around, he knew he had found the right spot when Sara’s lips parted and she began to pant again. Smiling at her, he felt her clit pop out from hiding as he began to lavish attention on it. Sara began to rock in time to his sucking, but soon began bucking as he increased the intensity on her clit. As he rubbed harder against her g-spot, Sara cried out as she pushed her hips against his mouth.

Her orgasm shot out of her as Tariq kept up his ministrations while she bucked and rocked against him. As she slowly came back down, she realized that Tariq was rubbing her hips and bottom while he continued to lick her. As she lay back exhausted, he rose up above her as he watched her face. She expected him to take her, but instead he kissed her nose before getting off the bed. Grabbing a blanket, he covered her.

“Get some rest,” he told her before he left the room closing the door behind him. Sara lay back stunned. She was fairly sure he had just dismissed her, but she was still feeling too good to think clearly.

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Tariq walked into Amir's office later that morning
to find his brother sitting with Malik. Amir was picking up the phone. He pressed a number. “Adiva get me Sara's number please,” he said.

“I need to speak to you about that actually,” Tariq said to Amir and pulled out a chair to sat down.

“I know you don't like her but I want to check on her. Make sure she is okay and find out when she will be back to work.”

Tariq sighed heavily before he said anything. “She will not be back,” he said. Amir put the phone down slowly, looking at his brother. Malik was lost.

“What is going on? What's wrong with Sara?” Malik asked feeling both concerned and confused. He had actually come to speak with her about El-Sultari. There was oil found there and he wanted her to be the first to know.

“She is,” before Tariq could finish speaking, Sara walked into the office and cut him off.

“Morning, Sheik Amir. I’m sorry that I'm late, but I’m here now,” she said and bowed to him.

“What are you doing here?” Tariq questioned her.

“Coming to work,” Sara replied.

“Are you well enough to?” Amir asked. Malik sat looking at each of them. He was so confused.

“No, she isn't” Tariq replied.

“I am fine,” Sara spoke through clenched teeth. He was really getting on her nerves.

“She is pregnant, not disabled,” Amir said.

“Exactly!” Sara said.

“You're pregnant?” Malik asked. He was shocked.

“Yes, with my child,” Tariq roared.

“What?!” Amir and Malik spat out at the same time. They were both shocked with the news. No one had seen that coming. Sara turned on her heel and walked out. Tariq did not even bother to explain the situation to them. He went after Sara. She had gone to her office. He opened the door and slammed it behind him. They both started arguing. He wanted her to stay home but she did not want to.

“Is it going to be like this when the baby is born?” Sara shouted and threw herself on the sofa. “I will not let you make all the decisions regarding this baby. MY BABY!” she added.

“It was my seed! I have as much right as you do.”

“Exactly! It’s equal, so stop making it one-way. Besides it is I who has to suffer for the next nine months, not you!”

Tariq walked out. There was no reasoning with her. She was determined to work. He was going to let her have this one month. But next month, he was removing her from work whether she liked it or not.

Later that day, Amir walked into Sara's office. He pulled out a chair and joined her at her desk. For a moment, he did not say anything. He simply looked at her. She knew why he was studying her like that. She sighed and leaned back in her chair.

“It happened during the week we worked late. The night of your date, to be exact,” Sara said.

“How?” Amir was confused. He could not understand how his brother and his assistant got into that situation. The two of them hated each other and now they were having a baby.

“I don't know. One minute we were arguing and the next, that happened.” She covered her face with her hands. Amir burst out laughing.

“This is crazy. You two loathe each other and now you will raise a baby together!” He started laughing again.

“It's not funny, it's terrible. He is mean and controlling. Do you know what he did yesterday?”

“What?”

“He came to my apartment and literally removed me from it and took me to his. Actually threw me over his shoulder when I refused to go. Now, he’s making me live with him. For the health and safety of the baby, he says.”

Amir could not help but laugh. He liked having her around, standing up to Tariq and arguing with him. It was all such great amusement watching as this girl completely vexed his brother. But now, she was going to be the mother of his brother's first-born child. A knock sounded at the door. It was an unfamiliar girl. Sara raised her eyebrows.

“You must be Sara,” the girl said. She looked to be about twenty years old.

“Why are you here?” Amir asked her.

“I'm Aaliyah,” she said to Sara, ignoring Amir. Sara looked at Amir, hoping he would tell her what was going on. “I heard that you're carrying my cousin's child,” she added.

Cousin? Amir smacked his forehead with his right hand.

“News travels fast,” Aaliyah said.

Aaliyah accompanied Sara back home to Tariq's house. She told Sara that her reason for coming was that she wanted to meet Sara. She was excited to become an aunt. Tariq had refused to tell her about Sara, so she came to see her for herself. Aaliyah asked Sara every single question she could come up with.

The day got even weirder for Sara when she walked into Tariq's living room to find Fiddah sitting with a younger woman. Both women were surprised to see Sara.

“Hello, lady Fiddah,” Sara said awkwardly.

“Sara, how is it that you are here?” Fiddah asked her.

Fiddah was finding it hard to process that Sara was pregnant with Tariq's child. The other woman, who had introduced herself as Tariq's mother was even more shocked. Her eldest son, the one who did not want to marry, had impregnated his brother's assistant? And now, she was living with him? It was too much to take in. Aaliyah was lingering in the background. She did not know what to do or if she should do anything at all.

“Opportunist!” Tariq's mother shouted and rose from her chair in fury. Sara's jaw dropped open.

“I assure you, it is nothing of the sort,” Sara replied.

“How can Amir's assistant be sleeping with the chairman?”

“With all due respect, there was no sleeping. It was one night, one mistake. It was not intentional,” Sara ground out through clenched teeth. She was tired of explaining herself.

Fiddah knew that Sara was not like that, but she was surprised at the fury of her daughter-in-law. Before Fiddah could salvage the situation, Tariq stormed in. He touched Sara's lower back and asked her to leave the room. He looked furious.

“Tell your mother that I did not target you. Tell her how much I dislike you,” Sara said to him as she trembled with emotion.

“Dislike? Who do you think you are?” Mrs. Botros shouted at her.

“Sara, please go to your room. I'll handle it,” Tariq said to her softly. Even though he looked furious, Sara was surprised to see a glimpse of caring in his eyes. She nodded and left the room. Tariq looked at Aaliyah to leave the room as well and she quickly followed Sara.

“Mother, please quell your anger,” Tariq said as he walked towards her.

“How can I? When you impregnated that slattern and now she will birth your first-born child!” His mother burst into tears.

“I understand how you feel and I apologise. However, she did not seek me out. It simply happened in a moment of passion.

“She is a lovely girl,” Fiddah interjected. “She is intelligent. Sweet. Caring. Fun. One thing she isn't is an opportunist. She disliked Tariq, that is very much true,” Fiddah said calmly. She turned to face Tariq, “And I am having a hard time understanding how you laid with her,” she said. He couldn’t give her a response. It had happened. He did not plan it nor did she. He managed to convince his mother to leave and calm herself down. He kissed her on both cheeks before she left. Fiddah left with her.

Sara went to Tariq's room after Aaliyah had left. She knocked on the door before walking in. Tariq was sitting at his desk. She walked over to him and hugged him catching him by surprise.

“What are you doing?” he asked her. She let go and sat on the desk in front of him.

“It's called a hug,” she said sarcastically. “I wanted to thank you for stepping in with your mother earlier. I never thought you were kind. I thought you'd feed me to the lions if you could,” she added. Tariq narrowed his gaze.

“Is there a point to you being here?” he asked her. Even though his words were impolite, his voice had dropped and had that sexy tone. Sara hated to admit how much it turned her on.