The Sheik's Love Child (3 page)

“There’s no need,” she said quickly, knowing that her walkup was tiny, the stairs so narrow they irritated her sometimes. “Seriously, I thank you for the ride but there’s no need to walk me inside,” she said, trying to be firm but hearing the quiver in her voice as he towered over her.

“My pleasure,” he replied, taking the keys out of her shaking fingers. “After you,” he said.

Dani knew there was no alternative but to walk up to her flat so he could see she was safe and secure. Sighing, she turned and led the way.

It seemed like an interminably long walk up the steps and she was self-conscious of him behind her. But at her door, she leaned against the wall, allowing him as much space as possible to unlock her door, which wasn’t much.

He calmly unlocked the door, then pushed it open for her. “Have dinner with me tomorrow night,” he said, looking down at her face.

Dani immediately shook her head, refusing to look up at him. She stared down at his hand-made shoes instead, not willing to get pulled into the hypnotic gaze he had. “No, I don’t think that would be a good idea,” she replied.

He put a small hand under her chin and forced her gaze up to his. Dani wished she had the power to resist him, but just as it had earlier, his touch melted her insides and she complied with his unspoken order. Mesmerized, she watched as his mouth descended to hers. At the first touch, she was lost. Her hands, which had been gripping her small purse, were suddenly gripping the lapels of his perfectly tailored suit and her mouth, which she had willed to be still, were molding to his.

Her body, which had been pressed against the wall, was suddenly pulled close to his body, her soft curves blending perfectly with his hard planes. Dani whimpered, unable to control the passion that was spinning out of control as his mouth deepened the kiss.

“Open your mouth, Danielle,” he whispered and she immediately complied, dropping her purse without even knowing what she was doing. All she knew was that the world was tilting and her only solid ground was this magnificent man and his mouth, his body touching every inch of hers.

She heard the door close but didn’t know what had happened. All she knew was that the hot feelings were coursing through her system, making her mindless and needing more. Standing on her toes, she reached for him, her eyes closed and her breathing coming in hard gasps. She felt him pull her shirt out of the waist band of her slacks and then the heat of his hands against her skin. But it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered anymore except feeling more of what he could do to her.

“Kalil…” she started to say but he stopped her by covering her mouth again with his, his tongue invading her mouth, mating with hers as his body was craving to do with her body.

He touched her skin and was amazed at the silken texture, the slim waist that his hands almost spanned. He pulled away, just enough so he could unbutton her shirt but his mouth never left hers, never giving her a chance to think about what was happening.

“Where is your bedroom?” he asked, peeling her shirt away, his dark eyes taking in the perfect breasts that were large for her petite frame but fit perfectly in his hands. He liked the lace that covered her breasts, delicate and feminine, just like her.

“Why?” she asked, then inhaled sharply when his mouth covered her already hard nipple with his mouth. The heat made her body ache and she couldn’t think, only pull him closer, needing him more and more.

“I’ll find it,” he said but then her hands touched his skin above his collar and he was unable to think any longer himself. Her hands fluttered on his neck, her slim fingers tangling in his hair, pulling his head closer to her.

Kalil’s suit jacket fell to the floor. His tie was ripped off his neck and tossed behind him and his fingers deftly unbuttoned the shirt, baring his chest to her eager fingers. He sucked in his breath when her hands touched him tentatively. Her fingers were so delicate and he wanted to feel her touching him. He pushed her hand against his skin, trapping her hands there between their bodies as he bent down again to capture her mouth. There was no time to move to the bedroom, he thought. All his control had slipped away with the small, exploring touches she gave him.

Kalil tried to think about something else, anything else that would give him back his control. He’d always been in control so this was a new and, not so good and yet thrilling experience.

Picking her up, he carried her through the only door in the small apartment and was gratified to find the bed with its frilly pillows. Laying her down in the center, he pushed her back into the softness and buried his face in her soft stomach, his hands working the zipper on her slacks. Within moments, she was only in her underwear, his hot gaze taking in her slender hips, tiny waist and perfect breasts.

“You’re beautiful,” he said with a husky voice and bent down to kiss her thigh, his tongue licking, his teeth nibbling while his hands discarded his clothing quickly. The need to be inside her was driving away every thought in his mind, all control and he gave in to the incredible feelings.

Dani could barely breathe as he slid her panties down her legs, his mouth kissing every inch along the way. He even pulled her big toe into his mouth, sucking hard and her body writhed on the bed, her fingers itching to hold him again. “Please!” she demanded, her thighs aching for something she didn’t understand.

Kalil tried to smile, but it was too much of an effort. Sliding up her body, he captured her nipple again, his hands releasing the front clasp and his mouth parted the tiny scrap of material. Seeing her breasts, freed from restraint made him lose the small bit of control he had left. His mouth latched onto her nipple again while his legs moved between hers. His body was aching now and he parted her legs. As soon as he started to enter her, he was in ecstasy, feeling her heat close around him and her tight sheath envelope him.

“You’re so tight,” he said as he pushed into her and then drove in, her wetness driving him wild. “I’m sorry, Dani,” he cried out. “I can’t slow down,” he said and buried himself to the hilt.

He heard her gasp and felt the resistance but nothing mattered now except helping her find the release so he could too. A small part of his mind acknowledged that she had been a virgin but he couldn’t stop, even to apologize. His hand reached down between their bodies and helped her. Feeling her near her climax drove him over the edge and he couldn’t give her the additional pleasure he usually strived for with a woman. He could only mindlessly drive into her, the cries of release the only sound besides the blood pounding in his head as he fell on top of her sweet body.

Rolling over, he pulled her with him, not wanting to crush her as he caught his breath.

Dani had never imagined that she could feel those things. Her mind was reeling and her body was still simmering. She felt whole, complete as he pulled her close, his mouth kissing her shoulder as his hands continued to touch her, feeling her back, resting on her bottom then sliding up her waist to rest just under her breasts.

And it was starting again. As he continued to touch her, she could feel him growing inside her, filling her again and his thumb, which had been resting casually, flicked her nipple and she threw her head back, her eyes looking into his as he groaned. “Again!” he demanded and pulled her knees forward and her shoulders up.

Dani was shocked to find her self sitting on him, riding him but his hands were insistent as he lifted her hips, showing her how to move and the friction was incredible. The feelings overwhelmed her and she cried out as his hands fastened on her breasts, his rough thumbs flicking the hard nubbins. “Too much,” she groaned and tried to push his hands away but he just captured them in one hand, holding them behind her as his other continued to tease her flesh, moving slowly downward but finding spots that triggered more feelings on the journey.

This climax was more intense than the first and Dani cried out, arching her back as he moved inside her. When she was completely spent, she fell forward, her whole body replete as she laid against his incredible strength, praying that her breathing would once again return to normal.

Dani fell asleep curled in his arms. Two more times that night, she was awoken by his hands touching her skin and making her body come alive. But in the morning, she woke to the bright sunlight, the bed sheets a mess around her. She listened, wondering if he was somewhere in the apartment but the silence that greeted her told her that he hadn’t stuck around.

Chapter 3

The morning light brought reality and shame. “What have I done?” she said out loud to the room. But there were no answers other than the unfamiliar soreness between her legs.

Somehow, Dani got through the day. She ignored the ringing phone, too afraid that it might be Mark calling to ask her for lunch. She worked that night but didn’t see anything of Kalil or the guards that had been there the previous night. If it weren’t for the small amount of blood on her thighs and her sheets, she might have convinced herself that Friday night hadn’t happened.

Sunday afternoon, she met Mark for brunch. She accepted his brief kiss as she met him in front of the small, quaint restaurant they both normally enjoyed and smiled wanly at him.

As he led her to their table, he put a hand on the small of her back. Why didn’t Mark’s touch ignite the same feelings in her as Kalil’s did? As he pushed her chair in for her, he brushed a small, gentle kiss on her cheek but she felt nothing and realized she never had.

“What have you been up to this weekend?” he asked her, smiling politely to the waitress who took their order.

Dani smiled, wishing she could tell him the truth. “I worked a lot,” she said.

“Great. We’re getting closer, aren’t we?” he said and took her hand that was resting on the table. “Soon, we’ll have the money for the wedding and we can officially make the announcement.”

Dani pulled her hand out from his. “Are we closer?” she demanded.

“What do you mean?” he asked, his soft green eyes looking at her with a smile.

“I mean, what are you doing to earn money for our wedding?” she asked, trying to take the belligerence out of her tone. “I mean, you say ‘we’re’ getting closer, but you’re not really doing anything extra, are you?”

Mark looked at her and she wanted to wipe the smug smile off her face. “Danielle, you know how demanding my job is. I can’t work two jobs like you. We’ve talked about this before. I thought it was all settled.”

Dani took a long breath before answering. “No, I don’t think we’ve discussed it. You’ve said you have a lot of work to do but what I’m now hearing is that you don’t really want to get married.”

“Not true,” he said, shaking his head and looking across the table at her. “Dani, please don’t become over emotional about this. You teach. I have a lot more responsibility. It isn’t easy doing accounting work.”

“And teaching a class of seven year olds is?” she asked, really hearing his words for the first time. “I’m not sure I understand your point of view.”

“Now, Dani, don’t get so worked up. You don’t know what my job is like.”

“I know I was working until after two o’clock in the morning on Friday night while you were with your friends playing poker. Why am I doing this again?”

“All our money is going into our future,” he said evenly.

“No,” she countered, “all my money is going into a wedding I don’t really want.”

He smiled and shook his head. “Every woman wants a big wedding. You know how many guests will be there.”

“I know how many relatives, friends and co-workers you say you need to invite. I’ve always wanted a small, church wedding. You’re the one who wants to invite over five hundred of your closest friends and their families.”

“We can’t invite just my friends and not their families, Dani. Don’t be silly.” He looked at her curiously. “What’s gotten into you? You’ve never been this….”

“Confused?” she supplied.

“Belligerent,” he countered. “And I don’t like it. Why don’t you eat your brunch and let’s talk about something else.”

The waitress arrived and he smiled his most charming smile up at her. Dani watched, repulsed by the way the waitress smiled right back, as if there was some sort of communication in that smile. Leaning forward, she ignored the eggs benedict Mark had ordered for her before she could state her preference.

Dani pushed her eggs around on her plate and simmered. Looking up, she shook her head. “Mark would you please kiss me?”

Mark could only laugh. “Excuse me?”

“Kiss me,” she said again and leaned forward over the table.

“Sit down, Dani,” he said, looking around to see if anyone else had noticed her actions. “What’s gotten into you?”

Dani didn’t want to say that a tall, gorgeous man with mysterious eyes and bulging muscles had gotten into her. She thought that would be too crass. But she needed to get away from Mark. She didn’t understand her feelings but nothing had been normal since she’d picked up the phone on Friday night. “I have to go,” she said and picked up her purse.

Mark placed a hand on her hand and pressed down. “Sit down, Dani. Do not embarrass me. Eat your brunch and let’s talk about something more palatable.”

Dani looked at the hand covering hers and remembered Kalil’s slight touch and the fire it had ignited within her. Mark’s touch only made her skin crawl. Snatching her hand away, she stood up and slung her purse over her shoulder. “I’m really tired of men telling me what to do. If you’ll excuse me,” she said and walked out of the restaurant.