The Sheik's Rebellious Mistress by Elizabeth Lennox Read Free Book Online Page A

whipped out a lighter and lit the candles then, just as quickly as they"d appeared, all three of them disappeared into the forest of trees and shrubs.
    “Who was that?” she asked, her mouth hanging open in shock and her eyes wide.
     
    “Who was what?” he asked, walking over to the table to hold out a chair for her.
    “Those men,” she replied, w alking carefully over to the table, not sure her legs would carry her. The martini was more than half gone by now and she suspected that it was too potent for her. She didn"t usually drink so she was feeling the effects of the alcohol quickly. She reached for the glass of ice water, drinking the liquid thirstily.
    “The chefs?” he asked, sitting down on the opposite side of her and picking up a bottle of wine, pouring the rich, red liquid into their two glasses.
     
    “You have more than one?” she asked.
     
    Dharr shrugged. “I don"t know what their official titles are. I suspect that one of them is a lead chef and the other two sous chefs,” he theorized. “Do they bother you?” he asked.
     
    Electra shook her head and drank more water then pulled her napkin down onto her lap. Anything to keep her hands busy.
    Dharr understood that something had happened to make her feel uncomfortable so for the next hour, he worked on putting her at ease again. He told her silly stories from his childhood, asked her about her own, about her education, her dreams for the future and basically pulling out as much information as he could from her. The whole time though, he was watching her animated face, noting that every emotion played out in her eyes and in her expressions. She spoke with her hands and he had a hard time keeping his eyes on her face since, each time she moved her hands, the low cut of her dress brought his attention to her breasts, their softness enticing him, entrancing him.
When the dessert was over, she laid her fork down on the side of her plate, her nervousness intensifying. The meal was over and she had nothing else to talk about. All she wanted to do was make love with this man and experience the magic she was sure he could give her with his touch. But he looked relaxed and not about to initiate anything more than conversation.
    At some point, music had started playing and had grown louder as the meal progressed. Between the wine, the candles, the soft music and Dharr"s magnetic personality, she could actually feel the sexual vibrations bouncing between them.
    Taking her glass of wine and standing up, she walked over to the side of the terrace, looking out over the horizon and wondering how she could get him to put his arms around her. She was so nervous but still determined to be with him tonight. She wanted this man and she had the relative freedom to be with him although she was sure that Micha was sitting downstairs in the lobby of the building waiting for her.
    When she felt his arms come around her waist, his chin nuzzle the nape of her neck, she sighed with pleasure and relief.She hadn"t come up with a way to entice him so him taking the lead was a relief.
    The kisses that trailed down her neck and across her shoulder felt splendid but when his fingers slid across the back of her dress, she shivered in delight, her back arching and her mouth opening slightly.
    “You have a beautiful back, Ellie.” He ran his tongue along the shell of her ear, then nibbled on the lobe. “But you should have real diamonds here instead of these,” he said and wrapped his hand around her waist, pulling her back against his front.
    Electra gasped at the sensations and wanted to turn around, face him and kiss him but he held her firmly with one hand, while the other reached up and let his fingers skim across the top of the dress, just as his fingers had done to the back only moments ago.“Your skin is like satin,” he whispered. “But your hair should never be tied up like this,” he said, releasing her body so his fingers could slid into the long tresses, sending