Her Seductive Enemy – Sheikh Breaks My Heart Read Online Marian Tee

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Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 59308 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 297(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
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Her fingers suddenly squeezed his throbbing cock, catching Tarif by surprise, and he sucked his breath in hard. What the hell was this? It was like finding himself thrown into some kind of parallel universe where manwhores like him played the coy virgin and prim and proper damsels like Anisah suddenly became bold seductresses.

Anisah stared down at her fingers as they started to move again of their own volition. It was a strangely mesmerizing sight that left her thoughts in shambles. Could she really do this, Anisah wondered dazedly. Could she, really?

“What the fuck’s going on, Tory?”

Creamy moisture lined her folds at the roughness of the sheikh’s voice, and she bit her lip hard as every stroke of her fingers over the sheikh’s manhood left her feeling increasingly heady.

I promise not to bother you again...if you promise you’ll always find a reason to smile.

He wasn’t supposed to be able to say such things, but he had. He wasn’t supposed to even want to say anything like it, but he had, and now nothing was the same again.

She had once thought that the sheikh’s kisses were his most potent weapon – that his ability to seduce her would be her downfall.

But she was wrong. Maybe it was because she was not like most women, and he was not like most men, but oh, how wrong she had been – so, so wrong on that score. In the end, what she never saw coming until it was too late and it was impossible to run away –

I promise not to bother you again...if you promise you’ll always find a reason to smile.

It was that gentle, rarely seen side of Tarif Al-Atassi that ended up destroying her in a blink, like a tiny taste of the forbidden—-

Anisah’s fingers curled tightly around the sheikh’s member in reflex: steel under denim, power and heat, heaven and hell.

And she was ruined for good.

Anisah’s fingers started moving just a little faster, and she heard the sheikh mutter an expletive in a voice thickened with desire. It was a gloriously delicious sound, and butterflies spread its wings inside her tummy. A part of her was still reeling from her decision, but a larger part of her knew that it was as the sheikh had said. It was...inevitable.

And so she heard herself say, “You must p-promise me three things first.”

“Anything.” The sheikh meant it. At this point, he would do anything and everything she asked for as long as she kept stroking his cock like that—-

Her fingers squeezed his throbbing arousal, and Tarif groaned in pure, raw need.

Oooooh. Seeing and hearing the sheikh experience pleasure over her touch had Anisah’s toes curling, and she loved the sound of it so much that she found herself squeezing his manhood one more time.

The sheikh groaned again.

Aaah. Maybe one more time?

But just as her fingers started to tighten, the sheikh rasped, “Your conditions, my sweet. Tell me what the hell they are so we can get to the fucking bit.”

Oh! Right! Embarrassed at how easily distracted she was, Anisah started to yank her hand away, but the sheikh swiftly gripped her hand and made her fingers curl around his erection again.

“Don’t stop touching me.”

The sheikh’s rough voice made her shudder in reciprocal need, and she bit her lip hard. “O-Okay.” Her voice came out a faint croak, and she winced at the sound. If this was how he could make her feel with just her hand around his manhood, how much worse could it be if—-

“Your rules, Tory.” The sheikh’s voice was a mixture of impatience and hunger.

Frazzled at the way he so easily distracted her, she blurted out, “No cheating.”

Tarif’s eyes gleamed. “Possessive, aren’t you?”

She pretended not to hear him and instead said firmly, “It’s non-negotiable.”

The sheikh inclined his head in agreement. “Very well. You have my word, anisdi. I hereby solemnly swear that I shall use your body exclusively to slake my insatiable lust.” He saw color sweep over her cheeks, and the sight only made him want to tease her even more. “Morning, noon, and night, I shall make sure to call upon you for all of my sexual needs—-” The sheikh smirked when she started squirming in her seat, but his tone was gently solicitous as he asked, “Are you okay?”

“Yes, Your Highness,” Anisah managed to bite out even though they both knew she was not okay. How could she when his words had her all wet and messed up?

“And have I covered everything to your satisfaction? Or would you like me to further elaborate—-”

Fearing she’d end up having an orgasm if she heard more of the sheikh’s intentions, she said hastily, “No, thank you, sheikh. I would like to move on to my next condition if I may?” And because his eyes still had that dangerously wicked gleam, she didn’t give him a chance to torment her further and said quickly, “My second condition has to do with the end—-”


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