Read Trusting A Sheikh (Playgrounds of Power 1) Online
Authors: Rosie Pike
Tags: #Contemporary, #Romance, #Fiction, #Forever Love, #Adult, #Bachelor, #Single Woman, #Playgrounds Power, #Restaurants, #London, #Private Hotels, #Thousands, #Dollars, #Kingsland Group, #Billionaire Clients, #Gloucester Hotel, #Prince, #Arms Deal, #Defense Minister, #Exiled, #Saudi Diplomat, #Betrayal, #Playboy Prince, #Forbidden Affair, #Arms Trading, #Suspense, #Romantic Suspense, #Danger, #Crime, #Protection, #Choices
Trusting A Sheikh (Playgrounds of Power 1) (25 page)
The lingerie that she had picked out was… daring to say the least, yet it flattered to deceive. It was more like a swimsuit than a traditional bra and panties set, covering her stomach and back in a soft, silky mesh that showed off just enough of her soft toned flesh to instantly get Tariq hard. The mesh was patterned on the design of a butterfly, and judging by the hungry look in Tariq's eyes, Chloe knew that she'd chosen well.
"Do you like it?" She asked, drawing close to her lover.
"Are you kidding?" He growled lasciviously, reaching out to touch her. She batted his advances away, teasing him with her proximity.
"Oh no you don't." She teased. "I want you to lie back and enjoy this – your treat, my hero."
He was dressed so well that she almost didn't want to take his clothes off, but it was a small price to pay, she thought, and the toned and muscular body underneath was, after all, more than enough compensation. The slim navy jacket was the first thing to fall to the floor as Chloe straddled her lover, grabbing his tie for support. Then, she undid his shirt, one tricky enamel button at a time, spacing out to build his growing tension.
Eventually, the tie was the only thing holding the shirt on at all, but Chloe decided she liked the look of his tanned skin poking out from underneath, and kept it there.
"You're not going to take it all off?" Tariq asked hoarsely.
“Shhh." Chloe replied, holding a finger to her lips. "Relax, I want you to enjoy this."
"Oh, I will." Tariq replied fervently, falling back on to his elbows, as though he was in two minds between wanting to lie down and allow her to have her way with him, but also wanted to keep staring at her. Chloe loved it, it made her feel wanted, and attractive.
She ran her hands down his torso, brushing her fingers against his hot skin and playing with the fabric of his shirt until he was practically begging for her to go lower. She kissed him on the stomach and looked up at him with big, round eyes. He was staring right back, and they held eye contact for a few long seconds as Chloe watched the desperate look on Tariq's face with utter joy.
"Want more?" She whispered, grazing her lips against his hot, fevered skin. He just nodded, as though he'd lost the ability to talk.
"Are you sure?" She teased.
"Please…"He begged hoarsely, and this time she didn't make him wait, didn't make him beg any more than she ready had, because deep down she was as ready to pleasure him as he was to receive it.
She unzipped his pants, threading her fingers into the waistband of his boxer shorts and the pants over the top of them, and pulled them down in one motion, exposing his massive, hard cock. Chloe watched in fascination as, ever so slightly, the skin on his testicles shrank in response to the slightly cool atmosphere of the plane's cabin.
She reached forward, delicately dancing the tips of her fingers on his balls, and he wriggled and danced a jig of his own in response to the unexpected source of pleasure. "Ever done this before?" She asks. "Up here, I mean."
"No." Tariq moaned. "I only just…" He took a couple of deep breaths as she teased him ever more intensely. "I only just got access to the plane a few weeks ago." He finished, staring at her with eyes that begged for more.
Chloe couldn't bear to keep them waiting any longer – it almost felt cruel to see him like this, he looked like a caged animal at the zoo. She took his length in her hand and closed her fingers around it, watching with delight as he sighed with pleasure. "Yes…" He moaned, the slight sound almost accidentally escaping his lips.
Chloe knew what to do. Delicately, smoothly and gently, she stroked her hands up and down his cock, getting her own satisfaction from the gasps and moans she was able to elicit from her willing patient. She could feel the heat building between her own thighs, and contrived to put one of Tariq's powerful legs between them, so she could grind her crotch against it – slowly, so that she could control herself. She leaned forward, kissing the tip of Tariq's cock before taking the full-length in her soft mouth.
"Yes…" He hissed again, stroking his hands through her hair, and electrically scratching the nape of her neck so that a shiver ran through her entire body. Chloe moaned in sync, and now the heat was undeniable, and she didn't think she could last much longer without feeling him inside her. Still concentrating on pleasuring her lover with her mouth, she began to loosen her clothes, pulling one item off at a time.
Tariq was lost in his own world, and didn't see any of it, but suddenly she was straddling his legs, now fully naked, the inside of her thighs slick with wetness. She released his cock from her mouth, allowing the thick, hard flesh to flop against his taut stomach.
"What?" He asked, or began to at least, in a whisper as he felt the delicate kiss of the cold cabin air on his suddenly exposed penis. But by the time he'd fully registered his surprise, and before he could even fully open his eyes, Chloe had grasped his cock with her hands once again, but this time to guide it inside her.
She forgotten how big it was, how it stretched her – not too much, but just enough. She forgotten how hot it felt inside her, how it almost felt as though his heat was melding with hers even before he started thrusting into her, and more than anything she'd forgotten how hard he felt. She'd never met a man who was so clearly and obviously attracted to her, never met another man whose body responded in ways that couldn't hide his obsession.
"Take me." She said, leaning forward and whispering into his ear. He didn't take much convincing. He put one hand on her hip as Chloe began undulating her hips in slow, steady rhythm on top of him, her hands deliberately placed on his tight stomach, not only propping her up, but providing her an endless source of sexual excitement. Her fingers explored the light covering of hair, stroking the smooth, sensitive skin and building her lover's pleasure.
Chloe angled her hips forward slightly, allowing Tariq to enter her more deeply, and forcing her clitoris against his pelvic mound, so that every time she rocked forward, and every time he thrust into her, it grazed his hard body.
Tariq looked up at her, grabbing one of her pert breasts with one of his large, powerful hands, stroking it and thumbing the nipple, which sent powerful sparks of electric pleasure through her entire body. His ravenous eyes roamed her skin, starting at the top, holding eye contact with her for the longest time until it felt as though they were sharing the same pleasure, and allowing Chloe to see an intimate side of her lover that she had never known existed – a soft, sensual side; and then they travelled down her body, taking in every inch of her burning flesh, focusing for a time on her nipples before he managed to reassert control over his most primal urges, and then his gaze travelled down the soft skin of her stomach, before finally ending up where their hips met.
Chloe moaned as the pleasure began to build up inside her, rocking her hips forward harder so that her most pleasurable spot was stimulated more and more every time she sank down onto Tariq's cock. He started groaning, and Chloe knew, as she closed her eyes to enjoy the pleasure, that he was as close to his climax as she was to hers. Her skin was hot with excitement, and the opening between her legs was slick with wetness. When she next opened her eyes, she saw Tariq's gaze was still fixed upon her pink opening, and he was moving his hand towards it, stroking her down the side of her rib cage, tickling her stomach, and then, finally, deliciously, placing his thumb on her nub.
"Yes!" She moaned, unbidden, as the pleasure redoubled. As she rocked her hips forward once again, her ass crashing down onto Tariq's powerful, muscular thighs, his thumb was pressed firmly onto her clitoris, making tiny, small circles, easily gliding along the slick, wet surface. "Don't stop…" She begged, closing her eyes again and starting to pant.
She felt Tariq's other hand grasp her hip once more, his fingers digging in this time, pulling her into him and noticed that his breath had become ragged and uncontrolled. His hips bucked, driving his length deep inside her, and she groaned alongside it. "Yes!"
Chloe was overcome by the sensations that were now pervading her entire body, the electric tingling all over her skin, the overwhelming sense of pleasure from her nub, the sound and sensation of Tariq gasping and jerking underneath her, and most of all the incredible, barely bearable, overwhelming heat between her legs. Her climax washed over her like a tidal wave breaking on a rocky shore, and for a few seconds she couldn't see or hear anything that wasn't the man underneath her.
Tariq rammed his hips upwards desperately once more, riding his own orgasm, and Chloe felt the powerful grip on her hip subside as first his entire body went taut, then relaxed into the bed. She collapsed onto his chest, holding onto one of his stick, powerful arms for support as her entire body trembled with the after-shocks of the incredible orgasm she'd experienced.
"Oh my God, Tariq. That was amazing." She panted, head against his thick, muscular chest.
He groaned in agreement, his hand lazily stroking her back.
"Good thing it's such a long flight." He said, kissing her on the head. "I'm looking forward to round two…"
THE END
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