against the mattress, and instinctively, she found herself pushing back against him, over and over again. Despite the power of her climax earlier, she found that the heat was building up again, rising higher and higher with each stroke.
She concentrated on her own pleasure while working herself back against him, and to her shock, she could feel herself starting to tremble again. It wasn’t enough, however, not really, and she was planning to simply work for his climax when he leaned down to growl in her ear.
“I want you to come when I do,” he said, his voice harsh with command. “Reach down between your legs… touch yourself.”
She moaned, her face flushed with pleasure and embarrassment, but she did as he said. Her fingers slipped clumsily against her own flesh until she found the rhythm, but when she did, her entire body leaned into the sensation.
They matched each other perfectly, his body slamming against hers while she pushed back to meet him. The tension wound tighter, and tighter, and tighter still, until Bailey felt her climax rise up, faster than she would have thought possible.
She cried out, her fingers finally stilling as passion overcame her. Behind her, she was faintly aware that Dario had frozen, his hands clamped on her hips and his body shaking hard.
Their cries twined together, echoing in the still cool air, leaving them both gasping and spent. Slowly, Bailey collapsed on the bed, Dario’s weight bearing them down. He was still inside her, and soft pulses of pleasure continued to run through her frame.
Finally, Dario pulled away, disposing of the condom before lying down by her side.
When they were in the cave, this would be the time when they spoke together, telling each other about their days, or their lives, or even careless things, like their favorite foods or movies. Now, though, a silence fell over them. The pleasure still warm on her flesh, Bailey wondered what was happening even as she drew closer to him.
“I’m sorry I cannot give you more than this,” he said, his voice hollow.
Her dream came back to her, making her flinch.
I love you , she thought, but there was a grief to it, a final realization that it would never be more than stolen moments in time, nothing more than a string of beautiful memories as he went about the business of being sheikh.
“I understand,” she said instead. “Thank you for tonight.”
“Bailey?”
“This has been amazing,” she whispered. “The most… the most incredible thing that has ever happened to me. But I can’t take any more. I’m not sure I could take it beforehand. This isn’t enough for me, Dario.”
“Darling…”
“After this weekend, we have to stop this,” she said. “After this weekend… it’s time to go back to our real lives.”
She could feel the shock that went through him. It was a grief for him as well, even as he nodded.
“Then we will cherish every moment,” he said softly.
*
The weekend was a strange one, Bailey thought whenever she remembered it. There were moments of deep and profound pleasure between her and her desert lord, but each one was edged with sorrow and loss. One moment, she might laugh, only to feel the end coming directly on the heels of that humor.
When the time came to return to the site, she was torn. Dario would return to Jabal to take care of some business matters, and Majid would drive her back.
Before he left, he called her into the bedroom.
“This time together will always be precious to me,” he said softly. “If you will accept it, I want you to have a token of my esteem.”
For a moment, she felt appalled that he could read her thoughts.
“I am not paying you off,” he hurried to add. “I would never put a price on what we have had together, ever. It is only that I was taught you must honor the people who have been a part of your life. It is important to show them in a real way how important they were. Will you allow me to do this?”
Bailey took a deep breath
She concentrated on her own pleasure while working herself back against him, and to her shock, she could feel herself starting to tremble again. It wasn’t enough, however, not really, and she was planning to simply work for his climax when he leaned down to growl in her ear.
“I want you to come when I do,” he said, his voice harsh with command. “Reach down between your legs… touch yourself.”
She moaned, her face flushed with pleasure and embarrassment, but she did as he said. Her fingers slipped clumsily against her own flesh until she found the rhythm, but when she did, her entire body leaned into the sensation.
They matched each other perfectly, his body slamming against hers while she pushed back to meet him. The tension wound tighter, and tighter, and tighter still, until Bailey felt her climax rise up, faster than she would have thought possible.
She cried out, her fingers finally stilling as passion overcame her. Behind her, she was faintly aware that Dario had frozen, his hands clamped on her hips and his body shaking hard.
Their cries twined together, echoing in the still cool air, leaving them both gasping and spent. Slowly, Bailey collapsed on the bed, Dario’s weight bearing them down. He was still inside her, and soft pulses of pleasure continued to run through her frame.
Finally, Dario pulled away, disposing of the condom before lying down by her side.
When they were in the cave, this would be the time when they spoke together, telling each other about their days, or their lives, or even careless things, like their favorite foods or movies. Now, though, a silence fell over them. The pleasure still warm on her flesh, Bailey wondered what was happening even as she drew closer to him.
“I’m sorry I cannot give you more than this,” he said, his voice hollow.
Her dream came back to her, making her flinch.
I love you , she thought, but there was a grief to it, a final realization that it would never be more than stolen moments in time, nothing more than a string of beautiful memories as he went about the business of being sheikh.
“I understand,” she said instead. “Thank you for tonight.”
“Bailey?”
“This has been amazing,” she whispered. “The most… the most incredible thing that has ever happened to me. But I can’t take any more. I’m not sure I could take it beforehand. This isn’t enough for me, Dario.”
“Darling…”
“After this weekend, we have to stop this,” she said. “After this weekend… it’s time to go back to our real lives.”
She could feel the shock that went through him. It was a grief for him as well, even as he nodded.
“Then we will cherish every moment,” he said softly.
*
The weekend was a strange one, Bailey thought whenever she remembered it. There were moments of deep and profound pleasure between her and her desert lord, but each one was edged with sorrow and loss. One moment, she might laugh, only to feel the end coming directly on the heels of that humor.
When the time came to return to the site, she was torn. Dario would return to Jabal to take care of some business matters, and Majid would drive her back.
Before he left, he called her into the bedroom.
“This time together will always be precious to me,” he said softly. “If you will accept it, I want you to have a token of my esteem.”
For a moment, she felt appalled that he could read her thoughts.
“I am not paying you off,” he hurried to add. “I would never put a price on what we have had together, ever. It is only that I was taught you must honor the people who have been a part of your life. It is important to show them in a real way how important they were. Will you allow me to do this?”
Bailey took a deep breath
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