Wrapped In Pleasure - Brenda Jackson [111]
A woman he couldn’t wait to bed.
Besides her belief that she was worth her husband giving in to her unorthodox whims, what made her think for one minute that she could persuade him to do such a thing? And how could she assume that she would learn in ten days all there was to know about pleasuring a man to the point she would become an ace at it? Didn’t she understand all he could do was introduce her to the basics and that the skills would have to be perfected over time? Did she not know the use of sex whenever she wanted anything amounted to nothing more than manipulation? If she thought for one minute that she could learn to control his physical desire to the point where she could use it to have her way then her way of thinking was preposterous.
Rasheed berated himself under his breath for getting worked up over Johari’s foolish notions. That was the main reason women had husbands to keep them safe, protected and, in Johari’s case, out of trouble. He decided to put what he thought of his future wife’s behavior out of his mind for now and shift his thoughts to something else. Specifically, what her role would be to him not once they got married, but beginning tonight.
He gave her a tour of the upstairs quarters, showing her how each room had a view of the ocean. When they had left one of the guest rooms, she glanced around. “It’s seems awfully quiet all of a sudden. Where is everyone?”
He caught her eyes as he led the way to his bedroom. “They are gone.”
Johari’s eyes widened. “Gone?”
“Yes.” Rasheed kept walking.
Johari stopped. “Gone where?”
Rasheed stopped and turned to look at Johari. “I sent Ishaq back to the States and the others to the mainland.”
She stared at him. “Why?”
“So we could be completely alone.”
Johari suddenly felt dizzy and seconds later she felt an intense flutter in the pit of her stomach. Other strange sensations began to claim her, play havoc with her mind, body and senses. Her lips, which seemed to be holding his attention, had begun to throb and there was a deep pounding in her chest.
They were on the island alone. That realization was unfolding a mirage of emotions in addition to the sensations she was feeling. She nervously chewed the underside of her lip as she stared back at Monty. He smiled and the sexiness behind the smile was so blatantly predatory that she had to fight to catch her breath.
“It’s time for another lesson, Jo,” he said quietly.
When she didn’t say anything he leaned back against a wall. “Are you having second thoughts?”
Her brow rose. “What gave you that idea?”
He chuckled. “You’ve been standing in the same spot now for over five minutes.”
Johari swallowed. Yes, she had.
“Come here, Jo.”
Her lips curved into a nervous smile. “You want me over there?”
“Yes. For now. But I’m sure you know I do have other plans for you tonight in my bedroom.”
Her heart rate increased at the thought of what those plans were. Did he have to be so brutally straightforward? She began moving, closing the distance separating them as she pondered that question. By the time she stood directly in front of him, she still didn’t have an answer. He was so tall that she had to tilt her head back to look at him, stare into his dark piercing eyes and become the recipient of his heat.
“I’m here now,” she said, when he just stood there staring at her. She swallowed again. The look in his eyes was so intense, it was beginning to awaken things in her that had been dormant for twenty-four years.
“Monty, I—”
The words were basically lost when he leaned over and swept her into his arms.
Chapter 10
Carrying Johari in his arms, Rasheed crossed over the threshold of his bedroom. He glanced down at her and thought that she looked adorable when she blushed. It was a pleasure to see that his rebellious, unorthodox fiancée did have a shy side.
Rasheed was aware of his own vulnerability as he carried Johari to his bed. He was fascinated with this young wisp of a