Wild Desert Princess

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quiet, some place to rest without all the hassles.”
    “I think you are you might be right. I feel much better and I can’t tell you the last time I rested so well. ”
    An impish grin lit Miri’s elfin face. “If you are feeling up to it, why don’t you tell me what having sex is like?”
    Chia laughed at the avid curiosity on her friend’s face. “You took the same anatomy classes I did. You know how it works.”
    “Yeah, yeah.” Miri fluttered her hands impatiently. “I know how it is done. I just want to know how it feels.” She plopped herself down on Chia’s bed and pulled her down to sit beside her. “Tell me,” she begged, a tiny hint of fear in her eyes.
    “Miri, you know the first time Jahan took me was more of a forced seduction. I was a virgin, he thought I had taken lovers. Had he known or even asked me I would have told him. He is a man. He has a big penis. It hurt the first time.” Seeing the fear on her friend’s face, she hurried on. She didn’t want to cause Miri to fear Ben’s touch. “Afterwards, Jahan gave me incredible pleasure. It is amazing the things he can do with his hands and mouth to bring me such pleasure.” Chia’s eyes glinted with remembrance.
    Miri’s eyes widened with interest. “His tongue?”
    “Yes. Honey, there are many ways to make love. Once my body became accustomed to Jahan’s big cock, the physical act of joining was beyond amazing.” Chia felt her breasts tighten and her feminine lips flood with moisture. Lord, just talking about making love with Jahan aroused her.
    “I can’t wait until Ben and I are married. He has the strongest will power I have ever seen. He absolutely refuses to make love until we are wed. A disappointed pout pulled at Miri’s bottom lip.
    “A little sexually frustrated are you?” Well Chia recognized the flushed face and shortness of breath. “Join the group, Miri.”
    “You mean you still want Jahan after all the things that have happened ?” Miri wondered if she would want Ben if he had treated her as Jahan had treated Chia.
    “Of course, I love him and he is my husband. I’m not sure I can trust or forgive him, but I’m definitely still in lust with him. That is probably going to the hardest on me. The not being able to make love.”
    “Mm, I can’t wait. I think Ben is pretty big. I suppose it will be painful the first time. Maybe he will do the mouth and tongue thing first.” Her eyes glazed as she dreamed of Ben’s sensuous lips on her body. “Oh my goodness.” She fanned herself with her hand.
    Laughing, Chia hugged her friend. “You are so good for me. I haven’t laughed so much in ages. I think your Ben is in for quite a wedding night. You do know that you can use your mouth and hands on him as well.”
    “If I have my way it is going to be a night to remember for both of us.” Miri grinned back and scooted off the bed. “Rest now Chia. In the morning when you wake, I will take you to a place where we can shower under a waterfall. It is not far, but it is a very well-kept secret. We won’t be bothered. I’ll ask Anya if she wishes to go with us.”
    “Sounds like heaven to me. I’ll see you in the morning.” Chia smothered a yawn and finished her meal. Once the tray was removed along with the tub of water, she crawled back in bed and closed her eyes. She slept surprisingly well, she dreamed hot steamy thoughts of Jahan’s hands and mouth possessing her with practiced mastery.
    Chapter Sixteen
    Across the sands, Jahan tossed in his bed, his dreams of Chia’s full curves pressed tightly beneath him as he possessed her, his lips and tongue bringing her to a shattering release. As her body pulsed against him, he slid up and thrust his hard cock deep inside her molten heat. In the middle of his orgasm, he woke, his body shaking with his need for her. It had been years since he had woken to such a dream. He feared if he didn’t find his run-away bride soon, he would be having many more.
    He hadn’t

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