EXTRACT FOR
The Sheikh's Prize
(Anna Austin)

The sheikh added a third finger, spreading Caroline wide open. It was unlike anything she had ever felt before; the feeling of being so full was almost maddening. 



It was not uncomfortable nor pleasurable, but it hovered somewhere in between, indescribable and impossible to pin down. It was not satisfying either, but Caroline did not know whether the feeling was too much or not enough. 



It was almost like she hated and craved that feeling at the same time and it made Caroline's head spin.



Just like before, the sheikh began to move his fingers in and out of her at a slow and measured pace. Gradually, the pace grew faster and faster, and to her horror or delight ??" which, she honestly could not tell ??" Caroline found that the pleasure grew along with the speed. She keened and sobbed, the noises falling unbidden from her lips, and she could feel her thighs shiver as the sheikh fucked her with his fingers. 



Suddenly, the fingers were gone and Caroline blushed at the way she tried to push her hips back in search of them.  She whimpered at the loss of contact, wishing that the sheikh would stop toying with her. She wanted him to let her go, but if that was not an option, then she wished that he would just do what he had planned to do and take her.