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as
he continued his search over her dress. Large, strong hands travelled around
her waist, his grip sure and powerful as he searched upward over her midriff.
    He rose to tower over her. Without her
heels, she came just below his shoulders. Again her feeling of vulnerability
escalated. He was so tall, so strong and powerful. He could break her with a
single snap.
    And yet, looking into his face, she saw a gentleness in the depths of all that wild and savage
need.
    Zachary Savage wouldn’t hurt her.
    But he could certainly kill her with
lust if he chose to just rest his hands beneath her breasts like that.
    As if sensing her agitation, he moved
his fingers, followed the line of her bra without palming her breast the way
she yearned for him to.
    Although…Sweet Jesus. This was sexier
than she’d ever imagined. Way sexier. This push and play between them, the
touching and yet not touching…
    She bit her lip against another groan
when his hands grasped her waist tightly and insistently before he let go.
    “Turn around.”
    Her sex pulsed harder, liquid heat pooling
between her thighs. A hairsbreadth away from becoming one hot mess, she turned
and placed heated hands against the cool glass.
    This time he started from the top.
    He lifted her hair and fingered the
heavy tresses with long, slow movements.
    At one point, Bethany thought he lifted
a strand to his nose and inhaled, but her senses were so overwhelmed that she
couldn’t be sure.
    Again, he searched the straps of her
bra then moved lower to her waist.
    He was just about to skim her panties
when the click of the intercom echoed through the room.
    “ Would
Indigo Lounge guests please make their way to the VIP room, please? Boarding is
about to commence .”
    She exhaled in a rush and started to
lower her arms.
    “Not yet. There’s no rush.”
    “But, we…I have to go.”
    He stepped closer and caged her in, one
hand either side of her on the wall. “I own the plane, beautiful,” he whispered
in her ear. “It doesn’t fly unless I say so.”
    “Okay, but you’re offering a service
and you have a duty to provide a great one.”
    “I also have a duty to make sure my
rules are upheld. And you’re not leaving this room until I’m sure you’re fully
compliant with my wishes.”
    His fingers walked up the glass to rest
over hers. Interlacing his through hers, he slowly lowered their arms. He let
go of her hands and he shifted behind her. Another powerful surge of
electricity scorched her as she felt his hands move to her ass. She closed her
eyes against the potent sensation and whimpered like a helpless kitten.
    He cupped the heavy globes, molded
them, then squeezed tightly.
    Then he muttered something she didn’t
quite catch, hard and urgent under his breath.
    “What did you say?” she asked, her own
breaths quick and urgent.
    The intercom buzzed again, interrupting
his reply, and summoning guests to the VIP room.
    Zach grunted his annoyance but when he
spoke again, his voice held only dark, heated, implacable promise. This time
when he caged her, he pushed right against her, until the hard, rigid imprint
of his body was unmistakable against her back. He gripped her backside and
pushed against her till his thick, heavy cock rested between her ass cheeks.
    “Soon. Very soon, when the time is
right, Bethany Green, I’m going to put my cock between these gorgeous peaches
and I’m going to crack-fuck you until you beg me to make you come. And that
will be just the beginning.”
    ***
    “Omigod, he said that? He actually said that?”
    Bethany held the phone closer to her
ear as she examined yet another bottle of eau
de toilette in her spacious, jaw-droppingly stunning cabin. She’d run out
of fingers to count the many luxuries spread all around her. Just as she’d run out
of how many times she’d replayed that conversation in the office over and over
in her mind.
    “Which part, Keel?”
    “The ‘call me Zach and scream my name
when I make you come’