Chapter 6
I must be out of my mind. She had to be. That was the only explanation for letting Amir kiss her senseless and touch her the way he had without anything real between them. They had an arrangement. An agreement, but not a relationship. Heck, they weren’t even friends so why had she clung to him like she’d been perched on the edge of a cliff and he was her only salvation?
The answer was lust, plain and simple.
And Libby couldn’t be more disgusted with herself. Giving in so easily to the heat between them was silly. She couldn’t afford to act on that chemistry, not when she knew that they were pretending. That it would all end soon and without any notice. That Amir had some kind of aversion to love and commitment. I need to be smarter.
She told herself that all day as she prepared for her last three days as the owner of a bakery. Then she said it again as she showered and dressed for yet another date with Amir. And when she opened the door and saw him looking like one of those sexy runway models in a slate grey suit and a tie the color of her eyes, she had to say it twice just to keep her knees from buckling. “Hi.”
“Good evening,” his voice sent shivers down her spine and his sexy grin let her know she was in more trouble than she realized. “You look stunning Libby. Truly a sight to behold.”
“Thank you Amir. I have to say you look pretty…drool-worthy yourself.” She almost kicked herself for her silly word choice but another quick glance told her it was true. Staring too long might definitely make her go blind. Or maybe just dehydrate from the heat radiating off his big delicious body. “So where are we headed?”
“Dinner.”
“I kind of figured that much.”
He flashed a grin. “The rest is a surprise,” he said. “But first this.” Cupping her jaw, he tilted her face up and stole a hot kiss that had her wishing for more.
“Damn you are really good at that.”
He chuckled and guided her out of her apartment and to a waiting car. “Thanks. I do find myself enjoying the taste of your kisses.”
“You are really trying to tempt me, aren’t you?”
“Depends,” he said with a devilish grin. “Is it working?”
Hell yes. “Absolutely not.”
He chuckled at her fake rejection. “You are a terrible liar Libby. Don’t ever take up poker to make a living.”
“Not even strip poker?”
Amir adjusted himself in the back of the car and pulled her close. “We can play tonight. Just you and me.”
Why not? He was single and so was she, and it’s not like she had to do anything she didn’t want to. Of course the problem wasn’t that she didn’t want it. The problem was that she did, so bad she could taste it. “Okay. But I call dealer.”
“Don’t you trust me?”
“Should I?”
He thought for a moment, a wicked grin curving his mouth. “In general, yes. When it comes to getting you naked, probably not.”
“Good to know.” She wasn’t self-conscious, but knowing he’d cheat to see her naked? Yeah, that was definitely a confidence boost. “And Amir, ditto.”
“You are determined to make me lose my mind tonight, aren’t you?” He wore a perplexed expression that electrified her skin as he helped her from the car. “Come on.”
They walked down the brick steps that led to the Seine and he practically he dragged her down until they came to a stop in front of a boat. “Dinner? Are we catching it ourselves?” She squealed when he grabbed her and pulled her in close. “What are you doing?”
“Catching the thing I most want to eat tonight.”
“Goodness,” she told him and fanned herself like a delicate southern belle. The man was definitely potent and coming in at inferno on the hotness scale. “This is nice,” she told him when they boarded the boat even though it really was too dark to see anything with any detail.
“I can’t wait to play poker with you,” he said in lieu of calling her a liar on her compliment. “But first, a tour.”
She smiled and nodded politely as he took her around the boat, calling out things like galleys and starboards then meant absolutely nothing to her. But she did have an opinion on the machinery. “It is very beautiful with the gleaming chrome and polished dark wood.”
“Beautiful,” he scoffed. “I think you mean handsome.”
“I’m pretty sure I said what I meant.” Her mouth curved up, daring him to challenge her. “Is this beauty yours?”
“Yep. Bought it last year, but this is the first time I’ve actually been on it.”
She looked up at him and laughed. “You really do have entirely too much money Amir.”
He frowned. “Bite your tongue woman!”
Libby stuck out her tongue at him, shrieking in surprise when she opened her eyes to find his tongue gently stroking hers. “Tempting man,” she grumbled and took a step back. “How long until dinner?”
“Why? Do you have plans?”
She nodded slowly. “Yep. Shuffle up and deal, lover boy.”
He swallowed a groan and started screaming to the discreetly placed staff about finding a deck of playing cards.
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“I guess I should have known that someone with such a sweet face and a hot body would be a card shark.” Amir sat on one side of the sofa while Libby sat on the other, smirking at him. He’d been had by the little strawberry blonde sprite who was still fully dressed.
“Me? I’m just a healthy baker with a good run of cards.” She shrugged lazily, trying hard not to laugh. “I knew you were a boxer briefs kind of guy, but the pinstripes, they were a nice surprise.”
Her husky laugh made him happy, for once, that a long cloth covered hid his reaction to her. His growing need for her. “I’m glad you approve.” He set down a killer hand that he could only hope would leave her naked and writhing underneath him.
She glanced at his cards and then the community cards before her gaze darted distractedly to his chest and her tongue slicked over plump lips. “Well Amir it looks like you’re about to get your wish,” she said, not bothering to hide the smile that made her lips twitch as she set down a pair of twos. “Finally, your aces hold up.”
He laughed. “I can’t believe you went all in on pocket twos.”
“I was on a roll, what can I say?” She stood and he held his breath as she pushed down the spaghetti straps of her dress, letting them fall to her waist and reveal beautiful alabaster breasts with rosy pink tips.
“Libby you’re gorgeous,” he groaned and stood, nearly toppling the table in his eagerness to get to her. “So fucking gorgeous.” Hands on her waist, he pushed the dress the rest of the way down until it fell to the floor, revealing a completely naked woman with a small strip of reddish blonde hair.
She placed her hands on his chest and raked her nails down with just enough bite to excite. “And you Amir, are a royal treat.”
He groaned at her pun, but his cock responded eagerly, pressing against his underwear like it was trying to break free. “Oh I’ll be your treat.”
“Believe me, you already are.” She closed the gap between them and pressed her lips to his chest and flicked her tongue against a flat brown nipple until he gasped. Her hands worked like magic against his abs, dipping into his underwear and gripping his cock tight. “Such a treat.”
“You are killing me Libby.”
“Kiss me Amir.”
He did what she demanded, pulling her close and tracing her jawline with his fingers as his mouth gently brushed her lips until she was breathless and panting for him. She kissed like a pro, teasing his tongue and sucking it until he groaned. “Libby.”
But she was too busy to answer, sending wet kisses down his neck and chest. “You really do taste amazing.”
Yeah, that did it. He couldn’t just stand here like this with her when she said such wicked things to him, while her mouth worked him into a frenzy like he hadn’t felt in ages. If ever, since the women he chose were the cool sort, too sophisticated to get riled up and passionate over something as simple as sex. Libby though, she kissed like she lived—loud and proud—and Amir knew she would be the same in bed. He picked her up and walked down to the large for a boat, stateroom and laid her on the bed. “That’s much better.” He looked his fill until her body responded to the heat of his gaze, her nipples pebbled into points and though her knees were closed he was sure she was wet and glistening for him there too.
“Do you plan to look all night?”
“Is that a problem?”
Her knees parted and his gaze was riveted to her sweet pink heat and he missed her hand trailing down the length of her body before coming to a stop right where his gaze landed. “Nope. I’m happy to take care of myself. It’s how I’ve always done it anyway.”
He gave her a strange look, but he couldn’t tear his gaze away from her body. Too much heat and too much lust shot through him to pay attention so he didn’t. He removed his underwear and knelt beside her. “Tell me what you want Libby.”
“I want it all, Amir. Everything.”
And he wanted to give it to her so he started with another kiss. She was more responsive than any woman he’d ever been with, trembling and moaning at his every touch. His lips, eager to explore every inch of her delicious body, moved down her throat, across her collarbone before settling on plump breasts he’d been dreaming about for weeks. He nibbled the stiff peaks before sucking them into his mouth and making her cry out.
“Amir,” she moaned and gripped his hair hard. “Your mouth is so talented.”
He chuckled and continued his path down her belly, licking her navel before he pulled back to watch her moisten and clench under his gaze. She smelled sweet and spicy and he couldn’t wait another moment to bury his face between her thighs. One swipe of his tongue and then another and she was writhing and squirming between his. He moaned when her hips swirled against his mouth.
“Amir. God, yes!”
He liked that sound a whole damn lot, so he did it again. And again. Licking and sucking and biting his way to her pleasure. Two fingers slid deep and she stilled before convulsions shook her body violently. Amir felt a sense of satisfaction and that response. “Damn you taste better than I imagined.”
“Oh wow,” she cried when his tongue replaced his fingers and slipped inside her entrance as she gripped him tight. “Please Amir. More.”
“I do love to hear you beg.” He kissed his way up her body until he was settled between her legs. “Are you sure you want this?”
She nodded but he saw that hesitation in her eyes. “I’m sure Amir. I want this. With you.”
“Good,” he grunted, fisting his cock and searing her body with his gaze. He slid in slowly at first, but she was too tight, too wet to hold back and he slid deep. And promptly froze when he felt resistance. “Libby?”
“Yeah,” she squeezed out around a long painful breath. “I am. Or was.”
“You could have said something before now.”
“You plan to stop?” He shook his head quickly and she wrapped her legs around his waist. “Not now that I’m about to find out if you really are dynamite in the sack.”
How could he resist her all sexy and sassy in the moment? He couldn’t so he pulled out and slid in, fast and hard and as deep as he could go. “Fuck Libby you feel so good.” he kissed her through the pain he knew she felt, slow and drugging kisses while her body adjusted to his. She clenched around his cock and he pulled back to look at her. “So wet and tight and so fucking good Libby.”
“So do you Amir. So. Do. You.”
Head thrown back in ecstasy, back arched so her breasts were in tasting distance, she threw herself into making love with him. Responding to his every move and he felt his own body tighten, tingles started at the base of his spine. “Libby,” he groaned and squeezed her breasts. Harder and harder he squeezed as his thrusts came in harder and she tightened around his cock, pulsing and milking him as his own orgasm began at the bottom of his feet.
“Yes, Amir. Yes!” And then she flew apart and it was fantastic. Her body flushed pink and her sexy cries gave him permission to let go. Finally.
“Libby!” His body stilled as he emptied into hers, still trembling from her own orgasms. “Damn babe, that was amazing.”
“No kidding. Dynamite, indeed,” she chuckled and licked his neck.
Amir was no fool. That one touch of her tongue started it all over again.