If You Ask Me To

"Jacqueline, after all these years, the taste of you still lingers on my tongue." As if in a trance, Jacqueline moved into the space between Aashiq's legs. Waves of emotions flooded her senses. She wasn't herself. Something primitive came alive from within. Sinful and delicious, it coursed through her veins. Looking in eyes that haunted her dreams, Jacqueline knew should she go any further, it would be the end of her. He claimed her dreams, and now he wanted her soul. Her body craved him. Her soul longed for him. Her heart ached for him. Single mother and successful businesswoman, Jacqueline Worthington had her share of lovers. Sure, they all appeared in her dreams but satisfactions is satisfaction. Right? In smutty romance novels to erotic dreams she found release, but nothing could ignite the fire set a flame in her long ago. Only one man could do that, and he was gone from her life…or so she thought. Aashiq felt the seduction of the woman surround him like a veil. Unyielding and encompassing. He watched as Jacqueline's hesitation fell away. "Do you know how many countless nights I've dreamed about this? The mere taste and feel of you have haunted my dreams. I will have you, Jacqueline, all of you, body and soul." Sheik Aashiq Fakhri Hadar, as the ruler of a blood soaked throne was used to pain and loss. The unsolved murder of his father and former king caused a deep pain in his heart, never had he felt anything like it except the day he said goodbye to the only woman he loved, Jacqueline Worthington. Under a moonlite night, he felt her fire and tasted her sweet lips. From that moment on he swore she'd be his, but death and obligation tore him away. Still she haunted his dreams. Now she was back in his life and he would claim what was taken from him. Body and soul, she would be his. But will his father's murderers finish what they started and end his life as well as Jacqueline's?