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“Until she decided to convince herself differently…”
Croft shook his head. “Yeah, right up until then.”
They talked a bit more before both opted to catch some shuteye for the remainder of the flight. Noah was fairly certain Croft wouldn’t get much rest, but Noah opted to head to the back of the plane where he could stretch out comfortably.
Noah didn’t dream; if he did, he never remembered what the dreams were about. When he first got involved with special ops, he’d lost a lot of sleep, reliving missions or worrying about missions to come. He’d schooled himself to fall quickly into a deep and restful slumber, so his body and mind could recuperate.
He hadn’t yet reached a state of REM sleep when the dream started. The fact he knew it was a dream told him that much. Usually, he’d shut down that part of his brain and move past the beginning of any dream, pushing it from his mind.
“Coward,” a feminine voice taunted with a hint of amusement.
Turning, he found himself face-to-face with Zara Hughes. He’d recognize her anywhere—tall with cascading dark-brown hair, delicate features, and luminous blue eyes. Those eyes were laughing… at him.
“What did you call me?” he growled, trying to banish the image.
“You heard me… I called you a coward. I’m sure you’re not afraid of danger or would behave anything less than honorably, but you’re still a coward.”
“What is it exactly you think I’m afraid of… you?” It was his turn to be amused.
“Not necessarily, but a woman like me. Let me guess… you’ve convinced yourself you want some nice quiet submissive who does what you tell her, spreads her legs whenever you want, gives blowjobs on demand, and waits at home for the great warrior to return.”
“What’s wrong with that?”
Zara laughed, the throaty, seductive sound filling the air all around him and somehow weaving its way into his very being. “You’d be bored out of your mind within a month.”
She closed the distance between them and placed her hand on his chest, trailing it down his muscular torso, stopping at his waist for a moment before slipping inside his jeans and running her finger over the base of his hard cock. Noah inhaled her scent—a unique perfume, flowery, yet earthy with a hint of vanilla.
She removed her hand before unbuttoning his jeans, sliding the zipper down, and allowing his dick to come out to play. Zara laughed again, her tone dark, dusky, oozing with arousal.
“Why doesn’t it surprise me, the commando goes commando. Ever so much easier to work with,” she said, wrapping her fist around his cock, which responded eagerly to her fondling.
Noah realized Zara had taken control of the action. No way. This was hisfantasy and his dream. He had no intention of allowing Zara to continue to control their encounter. Noah loosened her grip from his staff, brought her wrists together over her head, and pinned her to the wall at her back with his body.
He lowered his head until his mouth was tantalizingly close to hers, then grasped the slim column of her throat with his thumb and forefinger, anchoring her face beneath her jaw. She started to speak, but he cut her off by slanting his lips across hers, thrusting his tongue past her teeth and taking possession of her mouth, making it clear who was dominant between them.
The softening of her lips and quiet moan spoke to her acceptance of his claiming. He lessened the harsh grip on her jaw, coaxing what he wanted from her instead of demanding. Noah loved it when the woman he was with submitted and surrendered her will to his. He relinquished his hold on her face but kept her arms pinned over her head with one hand, pressing his body against hers.
With the other, Noah rucked up the skirt she was wearing, so he could get his hands on her, chuckling when he discovered he wasn’t the only one without undergarments. The silky, curly hair that covered the juncture between her legs parted as his finger probed and found her swollen nub.
Zara struggled, trying to regain some equality of control between them, but Noah didn’t relent. He tugged and played with her clit until her breath was shallow and out of rhythm. Slipping his hand farther between her legs, he wasn’t surprised to find her labia slick with her arousal.
Noah tore her blouse away, exposing her breasts and noting the difference in color between the preponderance of flesh and its darker areola and beaded nipple. He barely had time to register the difference as he enclosed the latter with his mouth and nipped, then encompassed it, suckling and swirling his tongue all around it before nipping the pebbled peak.
Noah’s hand returned to Zara’s swollen sex, thrusting two fingers into her hot, wet channel. He plunged them in and out of her roughly until her breathing caught, her body stiffened, and her cunt climaxed, clamping down hard.
His cock throbbing, Noah released her wrists, grasped her by the back of her thighs, and lifted her off the ground, using the wall for leverage. When she was poised above him, he lowered her onto his waiting staff with a heavy groan. Nothing in his life had ever felt as good.
Zara collapsed against him, wrapping her arms around his neck as he fucked her, brutally driving his cock into her wet heat. Between his grip on her legs, his shaft deep in her sheath, and having her pinned against the wall, there was little she could do but allow him to plunder her body in the way male conquerors had been claiming their women for millennia.
Her pussy trembled all along his length, the contractions making his thrusts even more exquisite. She shuddered, andhe stroked her harder, pumping into her body as she writhed against him and called his name. Zara climaxed once, twice, then a third time, each orgasm tumbling into the other with no distinct beginning or end. He grunted and groaned, hammering her hard enough to bring on his own release.
She called his name in surrender and need.
“Again,” he commanded, driving into her with a frenzy and ferocity he hadn’t known he was capable of.
Her pussy pulsed all along his shaft as he felt her climax. Noah plunged into her powerfully to allow himself the sweet release of filling her with his cum.
“Gentlemen,” Avery called from the cockpit. “Please buckle up. We’ll be landing at Gatwick in a few minutes. Thom put us up at the Amba Hotel, close to the Savoy.”
