Alicia was worried about the Sheikh. Unbelievable but true... She was really hurting for him and worried about him. She was a bit worried about this kingdom... A shady man who seemed to be squandering the state coffers and now an attack on the Sheikh. She felt a little bad for him, all this to bear on his royal shoulders... The set she had put on had just ended and so had the afternoon. She was going to stay hungry until the third season came out. Frankly it was boring and she hated the directors, the managers of the cinemas... She undressed and decided to take a bubble bath... In the United States, she was not entitled to so much luxury, brilliance and...royalty. She was going to make the most of it. They were leaving in less than three days, so she was going to make the most of it. Once her bath was prepared, she stuffed herself into the tub, letting the foam and freshness of her bath splash over her body... It was really soft and soothing. Alicia had put on some music to help lighten the mood and get into the mood anyway, it was always like that in the movies. Not to mention that she had brought a bottle of wine, and a big glass. She spent a good half hour there, and when she got out of the shower, she looked at herself in the mirror...
- No great change. Half an hour for nothing...
Alicia put a large towel over her hair and took a lace from her briefcase. She wanted to look sexy tonight. As she was putting her hair up to go to sleep, there was a gentle knock on her door:
- It must be Sarah.
Alicia put down her brush and went to open the door...
- Sarah, you were really starting to... Habdul? What are you doing here?
It wasn't Sarah. It was the Sheikh. He was in a shirt and trousers. Strangely enough, he looked like anything but a Sheikh at the time. God, he was hot...
- Come in, if you please!
The Sheikh went inside and she closed the door behind her, before turning back to him. The Sheikh wasn't looking at him he seemed to be...looking at her body... ! The lace... the lace... Alicia had forgotten that she was wearing lace. She turned around and quickly but not too abruptly grabbed her dressing gown that was lying on her bed... The shame!
- I'm sorry, I was just about to go to bed!
- Don't worry about it! It's nothing... I have two sisters and a mother!
Her voice sounded troubled but it was cracking. The Sheikh was for a moment lost by what she saw. Alicia had a dream body with the perfect curve of her hips and the flawless bulge of her breasts. He couldn't miss the tips of her breasts that showed faintly against the thin fabric. Habdul... Get a grip! But he was dying to rip off that bloody dressing gown that prevented him from admiring the extent of her body. Under his gaze burning with desire, Alicia felt a fire ignite inside her. It was the first time she had felt her body react so strangely to the presence of a man. The situation was catastrophically perfect: the bed, her and the Sheikh... But what are these imaginations, Alicia? Pull yourself together.
- So, you came to...
Her voice had betrayed her... Her confusion was clearly present in her voice and the Sheikh noticed it. He smiled softly as the young woman blushed, clearing her throat and trying to get her thoughts back in place... God, this is embarrassing!
- I've come to return your handkerchief!
- Ahh that! She replied a little disappointed.
The Sheikh handed her his handkerchief, which she hesitated to take. She remembered the current that had invaded her body in the car and frankly, since the Sheikh had turned all her senses upside down and taken possession of her mind, she didn't want to fall into his arms like an easy girl. No matter how handsome and charming and attractive he was, Alicia couldn't let herself be taken in...
She resigned herself to taking the handkerchief, gripping it with the tips of her fingers as if she wanted to openly dodge the Sheikh's touch. When she retrieved the handkerchief, she breathed a sigh of relief but also of disappointment that the Sheikh was going to leave and leave her room. Wasn't that what she wanted? Yes... But no!
- I also wanted to talk to you about something else...
- What about...?
God, he was gonna kill her. Why was he so cute and so... cute? She thought.
- So... I'm... Tomorrow night is my cousin's birthday, and the party will be held here in the kingdom. I wanted to invite you... Habdil will take care of inviting Sarah.
He was so hot. Alicia looked from time to time at the Sheikh's lips. They were fascinating. She was having some really bad urges, they were really unimaginable scenes. She could feel the water running down her throat.
- Okay, fine... God, can you stop it?
- Stop what?
- Heinnhhh? Alicia replied, realising she had spoken loudly what she was thinking.
- You asked me to stop. But stop with what?
- God, sorry... Nothing.
And it was at this point, that the Sheikh chose to approach her. Being at an unreasonable distance from her, the young woman took a few steps backwards before finding herself stuck to the bottom of the bed. This was the most alarming situation of her life... Frankly, she was going to open the bottle of red wine tonight.
- You are too...too...too close to...to...me!
But the Sheikh said nothing but responded by landing in front of her in less than two seconds. He was so close to her that the young woman could easily moisten her toilet water and soap that titillated her nostrils. He looked at her like a wild beast looks at its prey, he wanted to devour her... And this idea alone put Alicia's thoughts in a real labyrinth. She felt the fire that ran through her body become more ardent, and the look in the Sheikh's eyes did not help. Why didn't she push him away? She wanted to, but so much...
- I want to...
- I, too, am dying to kiss you, Alicia.
And without warning, the sheikh took hold of the young woman's lips, greedily but gently. Alicia was losing her mind as he not only kissed her but also ran his hands over her body. It was hot and full of passion. Alicia had never felt anything so intense... She let herself be kissed by the Sheikh and from time to time let out little cries that she could not hold back. She was going to go crazy...
The Sheikh was kissing her neck, pounding her breasts and almost pulling her hair. Her dressing gown had fallen to the floor, God only knows how... Alicia had noticed the bulge in his trousers, she had even touched it and the sheikh had smiled as he kissed her. Her screams were increasing in intensity and she could feel that it was not clean in her panties. She longed for the Sheikh to explore her womanhood. God, she was acting like an easy woman...she thought! But she couldn't let go of him. She felt... So... good! When Habdoul dropped her on the bed, she closed her eyes and smiled. She didn't even dare to open her eyes, she was too ashamed and too eager... She could already imagine him at this moment: his hair in a mess and his shirt unbuttoned. Were they really going to make love? She felt the Sheikh sprinkle little kisses on her thigh. These became hotter and hotter as the path of the Sheikh's lips took the direction of her womanhood. When the royal lips touched the thin tissue that protected her sensitive organ, she let out a cry that was louder and more sensual than the previous ones. She hiccupped with pleasure, the Sheikh loved it... She wanted to beg him. She opened her eyes and looked at him. He smiled, already understanding her gaze, and touched her femininity through the cloth, then gently pulled her away...
- By Allah! You're all wet...!
It was torture. His fingers were a real torture. Not only was he caressing her intimacy but he was also watching her blush as she screamed. She was narrow, the Sheikh could see. She was beautiful... She was beautiful...
**phone ringing...**
Alicia felt a click in her head and used what dignity she had left to push him off the bed... She turned and looked at the Sheikh. Her eyes landed on his erection and she squealed in surprise. She hiccupped before heading to the bathroom and closing the door behind her. The small click signalled to the Sheikh that the young woman had locked herself in.
What's wrong with me Lord, I'm a whore, a whore? And the Sheikh took advantage of my innocence... ! she thought! The Sheikh on his side, arranged himself and approached the door. He went to knock softly, but then changed his mind and left the young woman's room after a breath. When Alicia returned to the room, the Sheikh had left. So much the better... She was mad at him. God, she hated him...