The Sheikh's Kidnapped Bride (The Sharqi Sheikhs Series Book 3) by Leslie North Page A

cake.”
    The foods were simple, and yet the flavors were not. They both ate their fill, and for the first time since arriving in his country, Carolyn was able to enjoy the local cuisine.
    After the food had been put away and they finished the wine, Mahil sat back and patted the spot in front of him. “Lean back against me and take a rest.”
    Carolyn found herself easily following his lead, leaning back against his chest as she looked up at the sky. “It’s amazing out here. I’ve never seen so many stars in my life,” she told him as she looked up.
    “The city lights can mask the true intensity of the night sky,” he told her as he began to massage her shoulders and her neck.
    “You smell divine,” he whispered in her ear, sending a shiver down her back. His hands continued their descent down her arms, before skimming back up her front. When he reached the peaks of her breasts, he used his thumb and fingers to pluck at them through the thin cotton of the dress.
    When Carolyn couldn’t stand any more torment, she moaned and pushed herself away from him, spinning around to sit between his bent knees. She looked him in the eye and began a sensual exploration of his body. She started at his shoulders, using her palms to press against the muscles hidden beneath his button down shirt.
    She let her fingers find the buttons, slowly unbuttoning them one by one, and then pushing the fabric aside to reveal his tanned chest underneath. She smoothed her hands lower, urging him to lean back so that she could undo his belt and the button of his jeans.
    She leaned forward and put her lips to his chest, and when he would have taken the reins back from her, she shook her head and murmured, “I want to explore your body.”
    Mahil inhaled and then nodded once, “Explore away.”
    Carolyn grinned before returning to his chest. When she found his nipples, she circled them with her tongue, understanding that if it felt good to her, it must feel good to him. She sucked lightly on the hard tips, and when he moaned, she smiled against his chest and continued downward.
    Her hands had been busy, unzipping him and pushing at the fabric of his jeans to no avail. When she made a frustrated sound, Mahil lifted his hips and then shoved his jeans and his briefs down in one sharp move before pulling them off entirely.
    Carolyn let her hands learn his feel, moving past his hipbones, and wrapping around the hard length of him. She lifted her head and looked down, watching her hand pump him up and down, loving the moans of pleasure coming from his throat.
    When a bead of pre-cum appeared, she leaned forward and used her tongue to taste him. He was salty and she found herself taking more of him into her mouth. She remembered how big he felt when they had made love at the pleasure pool, and as she tried to take more of him into her mouth, she realized there was no way she could ever take him all.
    Her experience with blowjobs was minimal at best, and in the past, she’d always felt inept. When Mahil tangled a hand in the hair along the back of her neck, she was prepared for him to take control but instead, he only murmured, “Wrap your hands around the base and don’t let go.”
    Carolyn did as he suggested and suddenly she was able to surround all of him, and still breathe comfortably. She moved down on him, loving the feel of him against her tongue and the comforting hand at her neck. She pulled back and repeated the process, feeling more of his pre-cum leak into her mouth, as she greedily swiped her tongue around it.
    She squeezed him and was just getting into a nice rhythm when he tugged at her hair stopping her. “Cara, I want to be inside you when I come.”
    He reached for the hem of her dress, as she lifted her knees off it. Pulling it quickly over her head, he tossed it impatiently aside and then stared at her.
    “You’re…you’re naked,” he finally managed to say as she smiled at him.
    Before she could reply, he groaned loudly and