The Sheikh’s Resisting Lover (The Tazeem Twins #3)

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For Tanya May, her trip to Saudi Arabia is supposed to be the perfect getaway from work, stress, and most importantly, men.

She can’t wait to relax and see the sights, but with best friend Rene unavailable, there’s only one person left to show her a good time: unrepentant player James Tazeem. From the moment they meet, she’s tempted by every inch of his towering height. But even with his dark eyes and full lips awakening something she’s long ignored, there’s no way Tanya is falling for his charms. She came halfway around the world to make time for herself, and she means to keep it that way.

Sheikh James Tazeem’s first and only foray into love ended in betrayal, and he’s never made that mistake again. Since then, he’s enjoyed every moment of his playboy reputation. And yet, despite the stream of beautiful women he’s welcomed into his palace bed, he’s never been with an American. Now that he has sexy, feisty, innocent Tanya staying under his roof, he’s determined that she’ll be his first. She may be a challenge, but James has made an art form of getting what he wants. And all he wants is Tanya.

With undeniable chemistry sizzling between them, Tanya will have to fight harder than ever to resist falling for the handsome Sheikh who can offer nothing more than a fling..
Approximate length: 27,000 words (a novella)

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Excerpt

“Can you show me how the shower works?” she asked him. He raised his eyebrow.

“Are you inviting me to shower with you?” he asked with a mischievous look on his face. Tanya blushed and shook her head.

“No, I am not!” She turned on her heel, “Follow me,” she said as she walked towards her bedroom. James laughed as he followed her.

“You need to relax,” he said to her.

“What?”

“You are too uptight.”

Tanya did not respond to him. She understood what his motive was with all the flirting. He was rich and a prince. They always did what they wanted with women and she most definitely did not want to be another notch on his headboard.

At this moment, she just needed to shower and did not know how to make it work. When James popped up, he seemed like the easiest solution, but she was regretting asking him for help since he could not seem to stop flirting.

She had to admit though, when he asked her if she was asking him to shower with her, she did take a moment to picture him naked and wet. Granted, the way he wore his clothes left little to the imagination, but wet, he would look better than most of those male models on the calendars.

“Here,” Tanya said as she stopped at the entrance to the shower. James was just about to walk in when she pressed her hands against his chest to stop him from entering the shower.

“What?” he asked and looked down at her with a raised eyebrow.

“Do not enter the shower with your shoes on,” she told him. She was suddenly feeling nervous. She did not mean to touch him, but when she did; her hand seemed to sizzle against his chest, which was rock hard. Part of her wanted to rip his shirt off so she could touch his skin. She had always had a thing for muscular men and merely touching him was already doing strange things to her insides.

“Oh, come on,” he replied.

“No, James, take your shoes off.”

“James, huh,” a smirk appeared on his face. “So, we are on a first name basis now?” Tanya was confused as to what he was talking about.

“What else would I call you?” she asked him.

“Your highness or prince James or-” Before he could finish his sentence, Tanya cut him off.

“Or, get your butt in the shower and show me what all these buttons do,” she stated in exasperation. James laughed as he kicked off his shoes and walked into the shower.

“So, you are feisty AND bossy,” he said as he walked in. Tanya shook her head as she followed him. She loved taking showers and this particular one looked amazing. It was big enough to fit seven people and there were spray jets at different heights along the walls and Tanya could not wait to see what it felt like as the water hit her.

The shower enclosure was covered in over-sized tiles of Carrara marble and the floor was laid in small, flat river stones that massaged her feet as she stepped on them. But there was a small black keypad set into the wall with more buttons and settings than on her phone. She had tried randomly pushing buttons, but quickly grew frustrated when nothing happened.

“Feisty and bossy?” Tanya asked him.

“It’s a good thing,” he said with a grin on his face.

“I just want to shower,” Tanya cried out. “Why are they all different? Shouldn’t they be universal?” she growled. James laughed.

“It’s not hard to work. I can’t believe you could not figure it out,” he teased. Tanya pushed him playfully.

“Just make it work, James.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he answered, trying hard not to grin.

James started pressing different buttons, as he set her up as a user. As he walked her through the different settings, he showed her how to turn the spray jets on and off and the temperature settings.

“So you just need to press-” James said and before he finished his sentence, Tanya pressed the button and the shower kicked into action.

“Oh no!” Tanya cried out, as the two of them were instantly drenched. James’ white tank top clung to his muscular torso, revealing the beauty that lay beneath. Tanya’s loose t-shirt now clung enticingly to her breasts, as James stared at them. Tanya caught sight of a small twitch in his jaw and quickly turned to leave the shower but James caught her arm.

“What are you doing?” she asked him as she tried to pull free. “We are soaked.” She could not shake him off as he pulled her towards him. Staring at his lips, she suddenly wondered what they tasted like as she found herself leaning against the wall unsure if her legs would hold her up.

He leaned against her, as her already hardened nipples became painful as they pressed against his chest. He placed his arms on either side of her head as he looked down at her. She became acutely aware of him. He gave her a slow smile as he watched her body flush with desire.

Tanya had to force herself to remain standing when the only thing she could think about was the feel of his body against hers. It felt so good and so right as he instantly ignited the desire buried in her.

While she found him incredibly attractive, he was also conceited and she was at war with her body not to give in to whatever it was that she was feeling. James tilted his head and kept moving towards her until their lips almost touched. At the last moment, Tanya’s brain won and she managed to push him away, but could not hide that she was panting with the effort.

“What are you doing?” she asked him. For a few seconds he did not respond. He just stared at her with a mischievous look on his face.

“I was about to kiss you,” he said simply. Tanya was shocked at his boldness.

“Well, don’t.”

“As if you do not want me to.”

“I do not.”

“You do.”

Pointing to the exit, “Go!”

“Do you really want me to?” he asked her as he moved closer to her. No I do not- said her subconscious.

“Yes, please leave. I would like to take a shower. Without you,” she lied. He had set her body on fire and she could think of nothing other than kissing him.

“Your mouth says one thing but your body says another,” James replied silkily, as she blushed.

“My body and my mouth are in sync. Please leave,” she said.

“Tanya!” They both heard Rene calling.

Waving her hands at him, “Thank you for showing me how to work the shower, but it’s time for you to go,” she said to him.

He gave her half a smile and backed away from her. He had a taunting look on his face, as if he was saying, “you are mine”. They had not done anything but Tanya was feeling like they had as she lightly touched her lips. Usually, no guy would have gotten that close to her that fast. He was lucky she had not slapped him. It had taken every fibre within her not to allow him to kiss her. He was the stuff fantasies are made of, until he opened his mouth to brag.

Approximate length: 27,000 words (a novella)