page35 (2/2)

The corners of his ’

Aiesha’s belly quivered at the s look in his eyes ‘What about you?’

‘I’ to that’

She stifled a gasp as he started those slow but deliciously rhyth of your ?’

He stroked a lazy hand over the curve of her breast ‘What’s the rush?’

She gave him an arch look ‘What’s the hold-up?’

A slight frown pulled at his brow ‘Are you uncomfortable?’

‘No, it’s just I’et the job done I’m used to “wham, bam, did you come? Thank you, ma’am”’

He studied her expression for a long beat or two ‘You don’t always enjoy sex?’

Aiesha wished she hadn’t been so transparent ‘I didn’t say that’

‘You implied it’

She concentrated her gaze at the V-shaped dish at the top of his sternu to know her? She didn’t want to be known She wanted to be separate Unknowable Unreachable Didn’t she? ‘Sex is sex’

He tipped up her chin with a fingertip, locking his gaze with hers ‘Sex can be so much more than that’

Aiesha was conscious of the length of him still buried deep inside her He had stilled hisShe tried to disguise a s but she saw his eyes follow the up and down ue out in a quick brush over her lips, but he followed that, too Then he traced the outline of her ly slowat the contact Nerves she didn’t know she possessed hu to a level she hadn’t encountered before Was this hoas supposed to feel? Wanting so their touch so much it was as important and as necessary as the air she breathed? How could she have sold herself short for all this time?