Happy Middle of the week to you all, folks. It's time to tease you again, courtesy of the awesome Sandra Bunino who puts us all together every week.
You may have heard me squeal yesterday because Awoken by the Sheikh went up for pre-order, so naturally I'll have to tease from this story. Official release day is Friday!
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“Naughty girls need to be
punished.”
Punished? What on earth did he mean? Before she could question him he
spun her around in his arms. One hand pinched her nipple hard. The pain was
more arousing than she would have thought possible, and his other hand fisted
in her hair and yanked her head up. He pinched her again, harder this time. The
desire she saw in his dark eyes as he assessed her reaction made the pain
spiral down towards her pussy.
“Stop, you’re hurting me!” Is
that breathy denial really my voice? Her heart turned into a jackhammer as
she waited for his next move, and arousal warred with fear.
He tugged her closer into his solid wall of muscle. A small smile played
on his lips at her sharp intake of breath when the move brought her clit in
direct contact with the broad tip of his cock. It nudged at her through the
thin fabric of both their clothing.
“You
don’t want me to stop.”
The growl in her ear, combined with another sharp pinch to her other
nipple sent her breathing into erratic overdrive as one large hand cupped her
wet folds. Heaven help her, a stab of pure lust made her knees tremble. His low chuckle had to be the sexiest sound
she’d ever heard. His stubble grazed her neck as he suckled on her skin and
sank his teeth into her flesh at just the right side of pleasuring pain.
He took her moan into his mouth, and his tongue dueled with hers, before
he nipped at her bottom lip hard enough for her to taste her own blood.
Startled, she tried to pull away from him. His iron grip wouldn’t let her,
however, and his predatory smile held her captive. “I can smell your pussy, and
I’m going to taste you until you scream for my cock to fill you, deep and hard,
right here.”
Astrid gasped at the sudden rip of her dress, and cool air hit her naked
flesh. Rashid thrust one finger into her juices before inserting that digit
right into her anus, pulling her closer still. The shock of the unexpected
invasion made her sink her teeth into her lips to stop herself from moaning.
“No, please, Rashid.”
Another finger thrust deep, and lifted her up on her tiptoes until her
hands had to grab his shoulders for support.
“That’s no, my lord.”
At
the shake of her head, a third finger stretched her further, and she couldn’t
help the startled sob he caught in his mouth in a bruising kiss.
“Yield to me, my bad, bad
girl, or your punishment will be worse.”
Oh. My. God. He
couldn’t mean that, surely. But what did she know about this dark stranger?
Nothing but her body’s complete arousal in his presence. Even now, hovering
between the pain and pleasure his relentless fingers up her ass were giving
her, she wanted his cock inside her so badly she could scream. What is wrong
with me?
His gaze locked with hers, his breathing harsh, his pupils so dilated
his eyes were almost black. He pushed deeper into her, the pain bringing tears
to her eyes as he almost lifted her off the floor entirely. “Yield to me, my
pretty, now! Trust me.”
Astrid couldn’t resist. Something in that dark gaze pulled her right
into his barely controlled power. “Yes, my lord.”
The brilliant smile took her breath away, and she winced as his fingers
slowly and carefully withdrew.
“Good girl. Now shut your
eyes.”
“Why?” She couldn’t help but
utter the question, even though her insides churned at the thought of his displeasure.
Sure enough, he growled in answer, the sound so low and animalistic that
every feminine cell in her body just melted, until she had to fight the urge to
sink to her knees in front of him. He raised his eyebrows, moved to stand
behind her, and then slapped her ass hard enough to make her gasp. Gooseflesh
broke out over her exposed skin when he tugged her head back on his shoulder
and she saw his sinful grin. Astrid’s breath stalled in her lungs at the first
of several more openhanded swats to her behind. They left her butt on fire.
Heat traveled over her skin and sent her arousal up another notch. Surely being
spanked like this should not turn her on even more, and make her wish he would
bend her over his knee and do the job properly? By the time he’d delivered that
last stinging swat, she gasped her answer.
“Yes, my lord.”
“That’s better, my pretty.”
She could hear the smile in his voice and feel it in the butterfly kisses on
her shoulder blades as he circled her. The swish of cool silk over her sensitive
tummy made her pull in the muscles there in anticipation. The silk moved
higher, a bare whisper across her engorged breasts, before it settled over her
eyes. His warm hand grasped hers and lifted her arm high as another slow,
tantalizing swish of silk slid up her body before he tied it around her wrist,
and secured her arm high above her head. The tickle of yet more silk started on
the inside of her thigh this time, and brushed across her clit repeatedly. It
caused more of her juices to moisten her already wet pussy lips, and beads of
perspiration broke out on her skin. Astrid could smell her own arousal in the
air, mixed with the unique scent of the man breathing into her ear. His sharp
intake of breath told her he was as affected as she was. The whispered Arabic
words breathed against her flesh sent shivers of awareness down her spine.
Rashid lifted her other arm so high, she had to once again stand on tiptoes.
“My lord?”
Loosen up and awake your inner Sex Goddess … call it services to sisterhood.
The mere thought of an all-expenses paid trip to a tropical island of sexual abandonment makes straight laced school teacher Astrid break out in a heat rash.
What fantasies is she supposed to live out, exactly? You kinda need to have them to re-enact them, right? However, she can’t really turn down a birthday present, even if her outrageous best friend would let her.
Everything changes when she wakes up in her very own Arabian Fantasy. Prince Rashid expects her complete obedience, and Astrid can’t help but respond to the demands of the enigmatic Sheikh. Maybe it’s just the ambience of this place but Astrid finds new strength in her submission, and the sex is out of this world.
