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  “So…?” she began, thinking to say something sexy like, “Are you going to do anything about my frustration?” But the words caught in her throat as he lowered his head, his mouth capturing hers.

  Oh my, she thought. And that was the last time her brain was able to function. This kiss was not slow and gentle. It was devouring, igniting a deep passion she hadn’t even known existed. Yes, she’d been turned on and impatiently waiting for this to happen all morning. But the difference in what her imagination could create and reality were like the difference between an anthill and Kilimanjaro.

  When he bent down to lift her into his arms, she felt the world tilt sideways and held onto his broad shoulders, giving him full power over her safety as he carried her deeper into the ship. She had absolutely no idea where they were going because he moved so swiftly and, every few steps, he stopped to kiss her. When he finally stepped through the door of a large, luxurious cabin, she didn’t care if it was his or someone else’s.

  Unfortunately, he walked right past the enormous bed and she blinked when he flicked the switch on the overhead lights, revealing a bathroom decked out with all of the latest features. With a flick of his wrist, he turned on the shower, and set her down beside the running water.

  Oh my, those hands! Kate gasped as he quickly removed the small bits of red fabric that were supposed to be a bathing suit. When she was completely naked, he stepped back, just looking at her. “You’re beautiful, Kate,” he groaned, moving closer. She reached up at the same time that he lifted her higher, his arms pinning her against him and the cold tiles behind her so that he could kiss her without bending down. She didn’t mind, since he was kissing her again. And it felt incredible. So good!

  Then he stopped, pulling away. Kate wanted to argue, but her mouth wasn’t working. Especially when his hands slid up her stomach and cupped her breasts. She’d been expecting that, wanting it, craving it. But when his long fingers curled around each breast, she whimpered, leaning her head back against the marble wall. Then his thumbs flicked her nipples and she almost hit the floor.

  Gripping his shoulders tightly, she bit her lip, trying to control the need that was now raging inside of her. But it was impossible, especially with the way he was rubbing his thumbs back and forth. Then he began pinching her nipples ever so slightly and darts of excitement rocked her to the core. Hard!

  “No more,” she begged, reaching up to try and tug his hand away. But he only captured her hands with one of his own, bringing them both behind her back. He then arched her against that arm so that his mouth could capture her nipple. Kate screamed, a sound that slowly dwindled to a groan as his tongue laved at the peak, his teeth gently scraping against it.

  She couldn’t take this and tried to pull away, but he was stronger than she was and all she could do was endure, hope that she didn’t explode from the heat surging through her whole body.

  When his hand drifted lower, his mouth still torturing her breasts, he found her heat and she shook her head frantically, embarrassed by how wet she was down there. “Please, don’t!” but it was too late. His long finger was already teasing, spreading her wider so that he could discover more of her, torture her even further. When his finger finally entered her body, she didn’t care about the wetness any longer. All embarrassment was gone, replaced by an almost frantic need. Her hips moved, shifted against his hand. Unconsciously, she wiggled slightly so that his hand, his palm, his fingers, were doing exactly what she needed him to do. With his expertise, it took only a few minutes before her body exploded, her mind going blank as stars lit up behind her closed eyelids. The pleasure that flooded her was incredible, throbbing waves washing over her again and again until his fingers gentled and slowly stopped, sliding out of her body.

  After a long moment, Kate opened her eyes, blinking owlishly up at the bright bathroom lights. He was watching every move she made and the blush that stole up her throat to her cheeks caused a primal rumble deep in his chest. She assumed it was laughter, but her brain wasn’t functioning well enough to be certain. And right now, she didn’t care if he was laughing at her, or with her.

  “Ready to shower?” he asked.

  Kate looked up, noticed the heat that still filled his eyes and shook her head. “No. I don’t think I am,” she admitted honestly.

  The slow, sexy smile told her that she was in big trouble. “Good,” and he lifted her again, taking two steps so that they were both under the warm stream of water. He turned her around and placed both of her hands against the black marble lining one of the walls in the shower. Bending lower, he nibbled at the shell of her ear before ordering, “Keep your hands there.”

  Kate could feel herself trembling with both anticipation and fear. “I don’t think I can do that again,” she whispered. But already, she could feel her body ramping up, needing that release even though she’d just experienced it moments ago. Just from him touching her? That seemed outrageously wrong, but her body tilted slightly, allowing her bottom to press more firmly against his groin. Her body was inviting him in the most fundamental way and she wasn’t even aware of it.

  Talal was though. He stood up, his erection straining towards her opening, but he wouldn’t allow himself that pleasure. Not yet. Looking down at her slender back, he ran a hand down her spine, smiling as she hissed and arched at the touch. His fingers moved up and down, watching her, learning about her body and what she liked, what didn’t seem to turn her on at all, and what she didn’t really like. He almost laughed out loud when she moved her bottom away from his fingers. That was definitely something she didn’t like, he thought. But he would teach her all of the pleasures her body could provide.

  Just not tonight, he thought.

  Moving lower, he let his fingers slide along the backs of her thighs and found another sensitive spot. Grabbing the soap, he worked his way over every inch of her skin, starting with her calves. She looked down at him and he almost laughed with delight at the desperate look in her eyes. She was so open, so honest with her reactions. He was used to women who were more experienced, less open, and definitely less honest. Kate didn’t even know that she might want to hide some of her reactions to him. Nor was he going to tell her, either. He liked that she was open and forthright. It allowed him to pleasure her even more thoroughly. It also allowed him to know what she didn’t like so that he wouldn’t do it again.

  Standing up, he moved the bar of soap over her back, then pulled her against his chest, doing the same thing to her front, paying extra special attention to her breasts. She shifted against him, completely unaware of how her body rubbing against his would affect him.

  Or maybe she did know and was…!

  No. Looking at her features, he knew that she was not aware of how she was making him feel, of the increasingly painful ache of his erection as he held back as long as he could.

  Talal teased and tortured while enjoying every one of her soft sighs, her exclamations of pleasure. She was all his, he thought.

  With a twist, he spun her around, leaning her back against the tiles again. “Relax,” he commanded. Kneeling down, he lifted one of her legs over his shoulder. Then using his thumbs, he spread her glistening folds wider, allowing her barely a moment of understanding before his mouth closed over that throbbing, swollen nubbin.

  She grabbed his shoulders, then his hair, trying to tug his mouth away from that sensitive place. But he ignored her feeble attempts, concentrating all of his efforts on that small bud of nerves. When he slipped one finger, then two inside of her, that was about all it took. Once again, she was screaming her release and this time, he tasted her orgasm as he continued his ministrations, drawing out her pleasure as long as he could. When her body slowed, he pulled back, gentling until she almost sobbed before he completely separated from her.

  Standing up, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her, showing her how much he enjoyed her response. She was limp now, but he definitely wasn’t done with her. Turning her around gently, he took the shampoo and ge
ntly massaged her dark locks. When he rinsed them out, she was pressing herself against him, a soft smile on her beautiful face. Conditioner came next and then he was done waiting. This woman had let her hands drift over his body during the hair-washing process and he was more than ready for the final act.

  He quickly shut off the water, and grabbed a towel. With gentle hands, he dried off every inch of her, kissing every place that he dried and bringing her back up to a fever pitch. With every sigh, every groan and moan, she brought him right along with her. Her sounds turned him on more than he’d ever thought possible.

  Tossing the towel away, he carried her into the bedroom. Arranging her on the bed, he stood and grabbed a condom. Coming back, he stood over her, watching her writhe against the comforter as her sexy tongue darted out, wetting her lips.

  “You’re mine,” he growled, pulling her legs apart, a wolfish grin as he enjoyed the moment. The dark curls that hid her femininity drove him mad with desire. Settling between her legs, he couldn’t resist another taste. Just one, he promised himself. Just a small…

  His mouth closed over that nubbin more aggressively this time, sucking and licking, his tongue flicking in an irresistible rhythm. When she lifted her hips up, offering herself to him, begging him, he pulled back. With the condom rolled down his length, he moved higher, kissing up her body to her mouth, absorbing her cries as he slowly pressed into her.

  She’d said she was a virgin, but he hadn’t quite believed her, not until this moment. How tight she was. He slowed, moving gently back and forth until her body became used to his invasion. Then deeper, back out, deeper still. With every thrust into her heat, he watched her features. She was struggling and he didn’t like that. “Relax, Kate.”

  He felt her body relax and he groaned in response. It was such a turn-on when she followed his commands. Pulling her hands up, he put them on his shoulders. “Guide me into you. Tell me how deep, Kate.”

  She shifted her hips, pulling him in deeper. Deeper still. Sweat broke out on his forehead as struggled to control his need to bury himself to the hilt in her heat. She felt so good!

  When he reached the barrier, he was humbled and amazed that she’d given this gift to him. And it actually hurt him when he pressed through and saw the slight pain flash across her face when the membrane broke before she closed her eyes. Then he was fully buried inside of her, holding still, fighting the need to move. He waited, feeling her body shift against his, and still he waited.

  Her azure eyes flew open, wordlessly begging for more. Pressing into her, he pulled almost all the way out, and pressed slowly back into her heat. Over and over again, he pressed into her, watching her features to make sure that he wasn’t hurting her. And looking for signs that she was close. When he couldn’t hold back any longer, he shifted his body and pressed a thumb against her nub, moving his thumb in time with his thrusts. That pressure spilled her over the edge. She screamed her pleasure, wrapping her legs tightly around his waist as she ground herself against him while her body throbbed in climax. He released his own control and slammed into her tight sheath once, twice…three times and then he joined her in heaven.

  Kate could barely breathe, but was beyond caring. She was floating. The experience had been incredible and she wanted nothing more than to start it all over again.

  Well, maybe later. Much later.

  Slowly, her body relaxed, the floating feeling drifting away as the waves of intense pleasure receded. Unfortunately, in their place came embarrassment. Flooding through her, she was almost ashamed of how uninhibited she’d been during that whole time.

  “Stop it right there,” she heard him say, but Kate couldn’t open her eyes. Biting her lip, she tried to turn away, but he was still on top of her, pinning her down. He wasn’t hurting her, keeping most of his weight on his elbows, but he wouldn’t allow her to hide. “I need to use the restroom,” she fibbed unable to look him in the eye.

  “No you don’t,” he contradicted before disengaging and disposing of the condom with a tissue. She tried to slip out of the bed but he stopped her, pulling her on top of him. “Tell me what’s wrong.”

  She choked on a laugh, and hid her face against his chest. “Nothing.”

  He chuckled. “You’re a horrible liar, Kate.”

  That fired her temper just a bit and she glared down at him. “I’m a good liar!” she retorted, then realized what she’d just said and glared at him. She could tell that he was trying to swallow his laughter so she smacked his arm. “Okay, go ahead, laugh at me. That was a stupid comment, I realize it.” His whole body laughed as he wrapped his arms around her, rolling her over again. Pinning her down, he pressed a knee between her thighs.

  “You’re adorable,” he told her, kissing her sweetly.

  She rolled her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck. “And you are wonderful,” she replied back, all of the happiness coming right back, blocking out her embarrassment. “I’m not sure why we couldn’t have done this at my villa this morning.”

  He chuckled even as he shifted her leg higher up onto his thigh. “Because you would have been self-conscious, worrying about your housekeeper coming back to make lunch, or the groundskeeper working outside the open windows.”

  Kate looked up at him, then away, cringing. “I was loud, wasn’t I?”

  Talal skimmed a hand over her back, his body reacting to the memory of just how loud and uninhibited she had been. “Yes. But I liked it.”

  She scoffed. “You did not. I was obnoxious.”

  “You were hot,” he countered immediately. “I like that you were vocal about what I was doing to you.”

  She laughed, rolling her eyes. “I wasn’t vocal, Talal. I was loud!”

  He pulled back so that he could survey her naked body once again. “Semantics,” he dismissed. “I liked it.”

  He saw the blush form over her breasts and knew exactly where her mind was going. “I liked all of it, Kate. I love tasting you when you…” he couldn’t finish that sentence because she’d slapped a hand over his mouth. He only pulled her hand away and kissed her, telling her without words what he liked.

  “But now, you are hungry,” he announced and stood up. “Let’s get something to eat.”

  He tugged her into the shower, not letting her hide herself in sheets. They took a quick shower and dressed, and he led her up to the deck where a lovely meal was set up in the shade. As they ate, they talked about various subjects. Kate was fascinated by his responsibilities, and he was just as intent on learning about the trials and tribulations of being an actress. They laughed and ate, and then he took her back down to his cabin and made love to her all over again. When he was finished this time, she was too exhausted to do anything more than curl up against him and fall asleep.

  Chapter 1

  Kate giggled helplessly as he led her towards the quirky museum. “I’m not going in there,” she insisted two days later, shaking her head to emphasize her point. They’d been together nonstop since that day at the boat and she hadn’t laughed or screamed as much as she had with him.

  “I promise, it will be worth it.”

  She tried to pull her fingers out of his grip, but Talal was having none of it. “No. This place is weird! It’s filled with….”

  “Penises. I promise it’s hilarious.”

  She tried to reclaim her hand, but she was laughing too hard. “I’ll see them in my dreams. I’ll be stalked through my nightmares!”

  He chuckled, thinking she might be right. “Okay, so close your eyes and I’ll guide you through the exhibits until we’re at one particular thing. I promise, you’ll love it.”

  She didn’t trust him, but figured she might as well follow him.

  Just as had happened in several other places they’d visited together, Talal didn’t approach the ticket counter. Clearly, their entry had been pre-arranged. They simply walked through to the exhibits. Kate didn’t notice the bows of several of the employees as they went through because she was entirely distrac
ted by the enormous phallus. Phalli? What was the word for multiple penises? It was…. there were no words. This was a phallus museum and…they were everywhere!

  Apparently, seals had an enormous, pointed phallus! Bigger than she would have expected. Silently, Talal led her over to the wall and…

  “No!” Kate gasped, staring wide-eyed at a limp phallus that had turned brown over time, or maybe it was supposed to be that color, she wasn’t sure…well, it was longer than half her body and thicker than her waist! And it was hanging from the ceiling! She had no idea what animal that phallus had come from. Moving on, the giraffe’s phallus was incredibly long and wrinkly! The reindeer’s was tiny! And surprisingly furry.

  Kate put a hand over her mouth, shocked into silence. The museum was shocking, fascinating, a little horrifying, and hilarious!

  “This is what I wanted you to see,” Talal explained, leading her over to a rectangular box with…!

  She gasped in shock, leaning forward to get a better look. Sure enough…there were fifteen silver models of…the Olympic Silver Team! Yes, the men of the Olympic medal team had memorialized their penises, in silver no less!

  “Why?” she asked, turning to stare up at Talal.

  “Why not?” he chuckled.

  She turned back to stare, wondering why a group of men would “show their stuff” in such a way. There was even a picture of the team right above the penises, so one could associate a specific penis to the man in the picture! The penises were staged to match the lineup of the picture!

  She giggled into her hands. Shaking her head, she couldn’t stop another burst of laughter. “Okay, so…the big one in the back, I get that. He’d want to show that off and announce to the world that he is well endowed. But…” she pointed to the significantly shorter one right in front. “Why did this guy allow his to be put on display? I mean, he’s…”