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up at the ceiling, seeing nothing through the delicate black gauze covering her eyes and forehead. Asiya had folded it so many times that while Sasha could still breathe easily, it rendered her sightless.
    Your senses shall be heightened with one of them removed.
    Indeed, the young maid’s explanation for the blindfold proved true. Warm night air breezed through the open window to slide agonizingly over Sasha’s exposed skin. She shifted against the silk sheets beneath her back.
    Saeed had mentioned Asiya would prepare her. At the time, Sasha hadn’t given it much consideration. But within moments of his leaving, the young maid appeared and beckoned Sasha into the Persian luxury of her private bath. There, she’d been bathed from head to toe, shaved until she was nearly as naked as the day she’d been born, and then massaged to the point of drowsiness. When that languor hit, Asiya stripped it all away by applying an exotic lotion that made Sasha’s skin tingle.
    For a little while, she’d thought the prickly sensation would wear off. That it was just a cream meant to invigorate her after such a thorough massage.
    Instead, the tingling intensified the longer she lay still. The caress of the breeze became a torment, one that no matter how sheshifted on the silk, she couldn’t escape. Her breasts felt heavy and tight. Each heartbeat pulsed arousal through her pussy, taunting her to reach between her legs and ease the budding ache.
    She had definitely been
prepared
. To the point she couldn’t begin to consider the right or wrongness of what she was about to experience. She didn’t care about the twin footfalls that stopped at her door. Two years of longing for the man who’d betrayed her, two years of suffering without even a chance at forgetting him, made it impossible to focus on anything but the itchy, achy way her body felt and the promise of approaching relief.
    Hushed masculine voices drifted through the heavy wood. Her heart kicked hard, and another zing of anticipation launched through her body. Her womb clenched. She shifted a leg restlessly. Waves of warmth washed across her skin.
    A click resounded through her room, drawing her sightless gaze to the doorway. Through the layered gauze, she could barely make out two tall shadows. One moved toward the bed, the other toward the window.
    The mattress shifted with someone’s weight. She turned her head to the man at her side, her breathing a racket even to her own ears. Warm fingertips trailed from her shoulder, across the sensitive skin inside her elbow, down to her wrist. “
Habibti
, you are beautiful.”
    Saeed.
She’d never imagined that she would crave the feel of his hands on her body, but that lazy caress made her hungry for more.
    “Are you comfortable?” he whispered near her ear.
    Closing her eyes to the agonizing pleasure of his moist breath against the side of her neck, Sasha ordered herself to nod.
    Slowly, he traced a single finger over her collarbone, around the curve of her bare breast and over one hardened nipple. Shivers coursed through her, but before she could recover, warm lips covered the tight bud and gave it a firm suckle. The flick of his tongue flayed her with heat. A gasp ripped from her throat. Her back arched off the bed.
    Saeed’s gentle palm slid down her abdomen, across the thin patchof hair Asiya had allowed Sasha to keep, and one fingertip dipped into her wet folds. He teased her clit with a lazy swirl, then delved deeper, circling her opening, dipping in to draw out the silky wetness. She writhed against the sudden invasion, seeking the relief her body needed. She felt afire, and she’d do whatever it took to relieve the searing burn. Her hands clutched at his shoulders in an awkward attempt to draw him down against her body.
    He released her breast with a soft wet popping sound and backed away. She bit down on her lower lip to stop a frustrated scream.
    “Ah, yes,
habibti
, you are ready for us.” He flicked his tongue