Page 89 of The Billionaire's Timed Wife

“Next time,habibti[41], you can dance to the end. For now, get naked for your husband,” he murmurs against my neck.

He steps back and sits again, but I’m not ready to obey so easily.

Even as I quicken my movements, I keep removing the remaining veils.

I catch the corner of his mouth lift in a half-smile, as if my defiance pleases him.

I don’t know what’s come over me, but at least tonight, I want to share control with him.

At last, only the wide waistband of the skirt remains, along with a white silk thong and the bodice.

I reach behind me, close my eyes, and unclasp it, knowing I’m one heartbeat away from crossing the line between girl and woman.

When the piece drops to the floor, a shiver runs through me. I don’t know how long I’ll be able to stand on my own legs.

“The skirt,” he commands.

His voice is almost rough, his dominant side taking over, and I ignite.

Need floods me the instant only that small scrap of silk keeps me from being fully naked before him.

He rises, stops in front of me, his finger tracing the valley between my breasts. I arch my back, desperate for what only my husband can give me.

“Beautiful,” he murmurs. “My Adeela.”

My hand finds his face, brushing the softness of his beard. This time, I’m the one who moves closer.

“It hurts to wait for your touch,” I whisper. “Make it stop.”

And with those words, it’s as if his armor falls away.

Lifting me from the floor, he makes me wrap my legs around his waist.

I cradle his head in my hands, hungry, impatient, finding his mouth. Hot, trembling, I move against him, rising and falling, feeling his length reach my sweetest point, stealing and surrendering moans.

I don’t care if I have to beg. I’m far beyond pride or shyness.

The hand gripping my ass teases my sex, a tormenting caress.

“Please.”

“What do you need?” he murmurs, voice thick. “I want you to learn to ask,ayuni.”

“Everything,” I breathe, heat blooming over my face. “All of you. I want all of us, my husband.”

Chapter 42

I’ve thought a lot about tonight. In my travels around the world, incredibly, I’ve never been with a virgin.

So since our engagement, I’ve planned to take it easy.

Okay, we had that episode on the yacht. I shouldn’t have let things go that far, but what can I say? Adeela is irresistible to me. Every time our skin touches and she shudders, I’m overcome by a kind of madness.

It’s not just lust. I’ve had tons of sex since my teens. Pure desire is something temporary, lasting only as long as the climax, or at most, one more tryst.

She evokes something much more powerful in me, something I can’t yet name, that makes my body throb with lust but also transforms my senses, messing with my perception of everything around me.

Here, in the middle of the desert, I’m completely captivated by her. Her scent, her moans, the lightness with which her delicate hands caress my hair.