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  She closed her eyes and let out a long whimper of part pain, part plea. She’d never known she could get so high, mentally and physically, and be so ready to burst. Her entire body trembled in anticipation.

  I need to come. Please.

  As if reading her mind, Ragab reached for her breasts.

  Yes.

  He kneaded and pushed them together before squeezing both pointy nipples. A sharp pain sent an electrical discharge straight to her pussy.

  Yeees!

  She exploded, cried out from the insane sensation inside, and rode Ragab’s cock like a madwoman while her pussy milked him on and on. Her mind blackened. She was entirely overcome by her orgasm, in such an altered state, she barely registered his forehead boring into her shoulder blade, or his inhuman growling, or his cock’s twitches inside her.

  It took a long time for her inner muscles to stop contracting. Heaving for air, she continued gliding, though slower, up and down his magical sex tool that she’d coated with her come, until the sensations faded and she calmed.

  Whew.

  Through her haze, Ragab’s hoarse voice gave Usain an order, and the trotting slowed to the usual undulating gait. He gently pushed her to bend over so he could pull out.

  She opened her eyes and lifted the front of her dress. She’d ejaculated all over the saddle and Ragab’s jeans. What a mess. But what an orgasm!

  Harsh breaths sounded right behind her ear. Ragab held her close, arms wrapped around her stomach and chest as if afraid she’d leave.

  She didn’t want to break the spell, but after such an intense climax, she craved more intimacy, more nuzzling. She twisted as much as their positions allowed and wound her arms around the back of his neck. Gaze hooded, he met her open-mouthed and caught her lips. Their tongues toyed in a slow, sensual dance, confirming their attraction and affection for each other.

  God, she really loved him, loved his taste, loved his scent, needed him forever. He understood her, had pierced through her thick bike rider armour and seen who she was, and he would always protect her. No doubt Dad and her brothers would be sad she didn’t stay in the U.S., but home was where Ragab was, regardless of how foreign an element she seemed to be in his land.

  She broke the kiss. “So, I’m a thorned rose, huh?”

  “The wildest thing the desert has seen,” he replied with a huge, happy grin.

  The End

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