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“Keep it up, Zara, and I’ll put you back over my knee for another discipline session. And, no, he is there at his request.”
“And me?”
“You are here at mine.”
Zara made a fist.
Noah never opened his eyes, but, somehow, he seemed to know—perhaps he’d noticed the tension in her hand change.
“Follow through with that thought, sweetheart, and we’ll have that conference call with you naked and kneeling at my feet. Relax, put your head on my shoulder, and go to sleep. We should be secure at this location. If you behave, we can go for a walk on the beach in the morning. It’s really very pretty here.”
“I despise you,” she seethed.
“No, sweetheart, you don’t, and therein is your biggest issue. You don’t hate me at all. In fact, you’re pretty damn happy the right kind of man has come back in your life to put you over his knee when you need it and give you a good ramming each night before you go to sleep.”
“You’re an arrogant prick.”
He laughed. “You may be right, but it doesn’t mean I’m wrong. Close your eyes, beautiful, and go to sleep.”
Zara could tell when he’d fallen asleep but could also tell it wasn’t a deep slumber, and any bid she might make for her freedom would be quickly shut down. She didn’t want to contemplate his response to an action of that nature. It wasn’t that she wouldn’t risk it, but she wouldn’t do so without at least a fairly good chance of success.
Chapter
Seven
Zara’s dreams were dark and disturbing. She was running from something in the back alleys and inky darkness of an old city. Something was chasing her that meant to do her harm. Suddenly, Noah was there. He wrapped his arms around her, and she felt safe and warm in his embrace. His lips grazed her temple, then her eyes before settling on her mouth as his hands lightly skimmed her body.
Zara could feel herself emerging from the dregs of her dream and sleep as Noah’s mouth closed around her nipple and sucked. He nudged her onto her back, and her thighs parted in invitation to possess her again. Positioning himself between her legs as the head of his cock probed for her core, his hands slipped under her buttocks with his thumbs spanning her hip bones as he sank his full length into her, groaning.
“Don’t,” she protested feebly, then he began to move inside her.
“Shh, beautiful, let me have you… all of you,” he whispered, nuzzling her. “Wrap your legs around me, Zara.”
This time she had no will to fight and spread her thighs wider, hooking her legs over the top of his thighs beneath hiswell-developed buttocks, which were now fueling the engine that ground his cock deeper into her pussy.
“Noah,” she sighed in unmitigated pleasure as her need grew.
There was something elemental and fierce in the way his body claimed hers and forced not just a physical response but a complete and total surrender to his command. He stroked her harder and faster until he drove himself into her ferociously, and she succumbed to a tremendous orgasm that left her shaking in its aftermath.
“That’s my beauty,” he said soothingly.
“Not yours,” she managed to say.
“Mine. Only mine. If not right this minute, then soon. Give to me, Zara.”
She shook her head as he tried to capture her mouth again. His response was to pin her to the bed more forcefully as he drove into her relentlessly. Her breath sped up, and the sounds she made became whimpers as her orgasm approached faster than she could comprehend. He shouldn’t be able to do this to her. He’d forced more orgasms from her in a single night than she’d experienced in a week with any other man. Her body stiffened in anticipation, and she started to pant, terrified of the amount of pleasure she was about to feel and embarrassed he could undo her to this extent.
Zara cried as she came again, clinging to him. Noah showed no signs of weariness, only a gritty determination to relentlessly stroke her until her will to resist him was gone. Zara knew she had lost to him when her hands moved down his back and cupped his buttocks to urge him to fuck her harder and faster. He granted her unspoken request and plunged deeper and harder into her molten core.
“God, yes,” he whispered as his movements became more frenzied. “Come with me. Let your cunt milk my cock for every last drop I’m going to pump into you.”
“Yes,” she sighed as her body took flight with his and soared beyond the clouds and stars to a place of infinite time and space.
With a final thrust, his staff released his essence into her being, and her pussy rippled along his length in response. Something within Zara sparked to life. She basked in the aftermath of his lovemaking, grateful he didn’t seem inclined to withdraw. There was a part of being coupled with Noah that was earthy and intimate. Releasing his hold on her hips, he brought his hands up to her face, whispering kisses over it and making small, incoherent noises that comforted and reassured her that his need for her was as great as hers for him.
As he withdrew, Zara mourned his imminent uncoupling. This time, when he rolled off her, he brought her with him, throwing her arm across his torso, wedging one of her legs between his, so his softening cock laid between the juncture of her thighs. Noah wrapped one arm around her back and laid the other over her arm, returning her embrace.
When she slept, she dreamed of nothing and felt only peace and contentment.
