Lyla
A gasp left my mouth without warning when the bulge in Rashid's pants brushed up against my thigh again.
My entire body felt like it was on fire. I hadn't been so turned on in… well, forever. Since I'd come back from Dubai. Over the last few months, my body had gone into hibernation. I no longer felt those s****l urges like I once had—too focused on my future and my baby to dedicate any time toward it.
But now that Rashid was here, in the flesh, tempting me so badly… I wanted it.
I wanted him.
Fuck, I missed having a hard c**k in me. Stroking my inner walls to the point where I felt like I was going insane. I missed milking him dry and feeling the way he shuddered against me as he lost control of himself.
The ever-stoic prince coming undone from my touches and the way I could
