Sheikh's Hired Mistress(39)

By: Sophia Lynn & Ella Brooke


When Aziz pulled away, Laine moaned from the loss of him, but he was only stripping off his pants and soon returned to her with apologetic kisses. He positioned one strong arm underneath her ass, lifting her up until she could hitch a leg over his shoulder. Her head rested against the arm of the couch and she looked up at him with tears in her eyes.

“I was so afraid to let myself want this,” Laine admitted.

Aziz slid one finger inside her as he held her securely. “As was I, but now, we take our happiness, yes? No more fear. Just life and love, my sweet, strong rose.”

Laine moved her hips against his fingers, making soft noises of appreciation and looking into his eyes like they had only just now seen one another truly. When he pushed his erection inside her, she remembered how thick it was, and how it was so close to being too much…but it wasn’t. It was perfect, filling her completely as he rocked his hips rhythmically.

Their eyes closed, and he pressed his forehead to hers. Back and forth, they both panted and moaned, expressing their passion and appreciation of one another. His hand reached between them, massaging the sensitive nub there, and she tightened around him as she shuddered in pleasure. Once only a little, and then again explosively. She gripped the back of the couch with one hand, moaning as though possessed, and her body lit up in ecstasy.

Aziz came inside her forcefully, his cry loud enough to let Laine’s meddling partners downstairs know that Aziz’s plan had been a success.



That night, Aziz took Laine back to his hotel suite. She had always wanted to see what was on the other side of that conference table where they had first discussed the job in Bahrain. They lay curled together on a ridiculously enormous bed with soft white sheets, murmuring plans and possibilities for a future in which they could have it all. Family and fortune both seemed infinitely manageable in the afterglow, and Laine found herself telling Aziz more than she’d ever been able to before. He touched her forehead tenderly and kissed her scar and said that he wished to meet her father and for Laine to meet his.

“Father will adore you, I know,” Aziz said. “I am sure of it. Mother may take some time, but Hadiya has bent her ear about you already. She is prepared to love you.” He chuckled. “When you left, Hadiya would not stop pestering me about what I’d done to offend you. You have won her over; she is your sister now.”

Laine smiled. She liked the idea of having another sister. “I’ll have to thank her. It must’ve been hard getting a stubborn one like you to admit you’d messed up.”

“Oh, but now I am so glad that I have.” Aziz kissed her cheek.

“I’ll have to try to get back here somewhat regularly. I can’t leave Dad alone, just to be with you.” Laine stroked his chest. “Though, I want to be there with you as much as I can.”

“Our family has its struggles, but we value our closeness, as well. I would not keep you from your own family, Laine.” Aziz combed his fingers through her hair. “I have the means, and you have the strength of will. We shall find ways. I am sure I can also schedule business travel so that you and your friend Ramos can keep working.”

“If I could get back here every once and awhile, Ramos could run the company from this end,” Laine said thoughtfully, with a yawn.

Aziz rubbed the tip of his finger over her nose. “And of course, I would prefer if the two of you would handle the rest of the renovations to my home. I have not been pleased with your former company’s lack of vision.”

Laine grinned. She rested her head back on the soft pillows and felt her chest swelling with love and hope and all the possibilities her life could have now. Her world seemed so very much larger than it had been only a few months ago. Together, she and Aziz could wring the most from life during their time on this Earth, and they would love each other fiercely every moment.

THE END