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when they arrived at the brothel, or trying to sleep and forget about what likely awaited them.
    She slipped through a narrow door, following Rain into the bathroom of the plane. When the Hollywood pack had volunteered their jet, she’d been ecstatic—even less to worry about when it came to her father watching her like a hawk. Who knew what kind of surveillance Edward Cavanaugh had on their family’s jet.
    Rain snaked his arm around her waist and crushed her against his chest, shutting the door behind them.
    Nora sighed, her body melting into his. His erection pressed into her belly and she moaned as he captured her lips with his.
    Hunger and need radiated from him, and his blue eyes darkened to the colors of a stormy Atlantic ocean.
    She undid his jeans and reached inside his boxers, freeing his erect cock.
    He growled and slipped a hand behind one of her knees, lifting her body to the height of his hips.
    Her skirt rode up as she leveraged his grip on one leg to hoist her other around his waist, putting her slick bare pussy right against his erection.
    Lust and something else snapped between them, but Nora only wanted one thing. Release.
    She rocked her hips, trying to angle her body just right to pull his cock inside.
    Rain nipped at the soft spot where her shoulder met her neck, using his tongue to taste her skin like it was made of something sweet and edible. The sounds coming from the back of his throat made her jealous.
    She mirrored him and nipped his earlobe before working her way down the side of his neck. He was salty and male and his scent in her mouth only made her want him more. “Fuck me, now.”
    The details were too much. Nora never let herself get caught up in the man. Everything would be better if she didn’t get attached. The stone walls she’d set up around her heart had served her well over the last year. They wouldn’t fail her now. She refused to allow that to happen.
    It was sex. Nothing more. Good sex. But still…just sex.
    One of his hands cupped her ass, while the other migrated to cup one of her breasts. He pinched at her erect nipple through the thin weave of her knit dress and she bit back a moan. They were on a plane with eight other people after all. No need to be loud and obnoxious.
    “You are so—” he growled, moving his lips from where he’d been nuzzling her neck through the fabric of her turtleneck dress, “so covered up.” He nipped at the skin behind her ear.
    “I’m not wearing panties. Can you please fuck me, now? Or do you need me to go ask one of the other guys on the plane to—”
    His mouth closed over hers, silencing her threat. Rain reached between them and guided his cock to her pussy. One thrust later, filled her completely and she dug her fingers into his shoulders, letting her head drop back as searing heat shot through her body.
    She was so wet; the sound of his cock slipping in and out of her was audible in the small area. Pleasure twisted and writhed in her belly.
    Rain pumped slowly, then faster, then slower again. She gasped for breath between kisses, shifting her hips to take him even deeper.
    Nora let go, allowing her body to sail on the wave of desire he elicited from every cell. She clung to him harder with each pant and each drive of his penis.
    Someone knocked at the bathroom door.
    “Occupied,” Rain snarled, never missing a beat or a thrust.
    Footsteps retreated immediately.
    Her breathing sped up as the orgasm neared. “More.”
    He gave it, and covered her mouth with his again before her shout of release escaped. Heat swept through her body pulsed around his.
    She rose into the fog of orgasmic bliss and moaned into his mouth. He slipped a hand between their rocking hips and ran a finger over her swollen clit, sending her through several more waves of pleasure and a second orgasm.
    He came hard with her this time, growling into her mouth and turning them so that she was pinned up against the wall of cabinets behind her. His cock sank deeper