Page 79 of Bred By the Sheikh

“I’m not done.”

I laughed once, without humor.

“You’re enjoying this.”

“Very much.”

Then her mouth closed around me again.

I let her have another minute, maybe two.

Then I caught her under the arms and pulled her to her feet.

She laughed against my mouth when I kissed her.

“I told you I wasn’t done.”

“You were.”

“Bossy.”

“Yes.”

I reached under her dress and found her bare thighs.

My hand moved higher.

She wasn’t wearing panties.

I stopped.

Chrissy smiled.

“You planned this.”

“Maybe.”

My cock throbbed.

I slid my fingers between her legs.

She was already wet.

“Maybe?”

Her breath hitched.

“I was hoping.”

“For what?”

“You.”

I kissed her.

The doors behind us opened into a private bedroom suite.

I backed her inside.