He flung his shirt onto the desert scrub

“Now name your next command.”

“Take it off,” she instructed, enjoying the heady sensation of having such power over this man. This man.

“What?”

“Everything.”

He made his undressing as slow and as deliberate as he could, and Rose was shocked, startled and unbearably aroused. He read the expression in her eyes as the jodhpurs joined the shirt. “You worry that I am too much of a man for you?”

She laughed in soft delight at the arrogant boast. Maybe you worry that I am too much of a woman for you!”

He took one breathless look at her, before coming to lie on top of her.

Rose’s head fell back. “Oh! Khalim!”

“You want me to stop?” he suggested teasingly.

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