HOUSE OF HAYDAR 2 - THE WARRIOR OF HAYDAR - completed

Chapter Eight

Zoe cradled his cheek in her hand to guide his lips back to her as he opened a door with his shoulder and entered a room. He crossed over to lay her gentle down on a king sized bed surrounded by orange curtains blocking them away from the world as he joined her taking her face in his hands causing her look up at him then lowered to kiss her all again at seeing no hesitation in her eyes, just desire and passion for him.

Softly he traced her jaw line with finger tips making her tremble at his touch. "Tell me you're no longer together," he encouraged.

"No, we aren't," she whispered kissing his fingers as they brushed her lips.

"Good," he eased back onto his knees drawing her up at in front of him and slowly released the dressing gown from her shoulder to fall around her knees. He removed his robe only wearing white loose pants.

Fascinated Zoe pressed her hand to his chest then leaned in to kiss him. He tasted so delicious, as she was lifted up and against his rock solid chest and surrounded by strong arms, holding her to him as he tasted her with his tongue, encouraging her to open to him to dance with him. Her arms went around his neck rising higher on her knees leaning in closer, pressing her breast against his hard rock chest of muscle. His hands were everywhere, though her hair, down her back, over her bottom, gathering up her nightgown and pull up an over her head moulding her bare body into his. She had never known anything like this before in her life. She was on fire and wanted so much more, her breast against his warm smooth rock hard chest, aching, gasping as he lips burned a trail of sensation as they skimmed down her neck arching back, eyes closed, savouring.

"You are so beautiful Zoe Brown," he breathed lowering her down into the folds of the bed rising on one hand to look down upon her, the moonlight through the open widow casting light upon through the sheer curtains. She reached up to trail fingers down his chest over his hard abs to follow the line of his pants edge following with her eyes.

"And you're like a Greek god," then shook her head, "no, my desert warrior," she corrected lifting her eyes back into dark smouldering gaze of desire.

"And you are my oasis," he whispered lowering to explore his treasure lowering his lower body onto hers as her hand went around his back, and under the pants to explore the contour of his bottom fingers digging in as he drew a nipple into his hot wet mouth shooting waves of pleasure through her. His pants joining her nighty on the floor.

She arched into his mouth gasping embedding her other hand into his hair, parting her legs as he nudged them gently with his knee. Wantonly she moved against his thigh bring her knee up feeling his hard arousal to gasp then moaned as he moved against her suggestively as he left one breast for the other pulling between his lips softly as air rushed across her wet nipple sending tremors though her calling out his name to bring him back to her covering her lips with his, dipping in his tongue teasing her, igniting her as they twisted on the bed turning her on her side, behind her his arm holding her to him as he kept kissing her, deeper, harder as his free hand roamed freely over her curves, down her abdomen and across to her hip to pull her to him as he slowly entered her. Her fingers dug into his back as he found resistance to pull back. He took her face into his hands and made her look at him.

"You should have told me," he whispered then kissed her long and slow as he took hold of her hands and raised them above her head. "Trust me," he breathed.

"More than you know," she sighed. "I want you Kahlil please don't hold back."

"I don't want hurt you," he said.

"You won't," she reassured him as his lips skimmed across her cheek along her jaw line to just below her ear to melt as he touched her just so right adding pressure as he eased in slowly pausing so she could get used to him, accommodate him. "Oh," she gasped at the size of him, slipping a leg around his, urging him in further.