“But it’s private and secure, right?” Noah asked.
“Yes, very, but also very defensible.”
“So, you’ll be there and gone before we arrive?”
“No, is there an issue?”
“I just need some time alone with Zara. We have a few things to iron out.”
Zara was listening to the conversation and didn’t like the sound of that. The muscles in her ass and her pussy tighten for the same reason. She had no doubt Noah intended to turn her ass a deep shade of red before he worked her pussy over with his cock. One she dreaded and one, God help her, she wanted more than life itself. She needed to feel him mount her, thrusting in and out and filling her in a way no one had ever done.
“What I’m going to do is just finish work and fine-tuning. The majority of the security system work has already been done. I was planning to get there later today, but I can come tomorrow afternoon if you’d prefer,” Thom said.
“That sounds good.”
“If he doesn’t think it’s secure…” Zara started.
“We can change our flight plan and head back to Wales. I’d rather we go to ground quicker than that, but if you prefer Wales…”
Thom laughed on the other end of the line. “I’ll leave that to you two. Let me know if I need to make other plans. Otherwise, I’ll see you late in the day tomorrow. Why don’t you send me a list of things you need once you figure it out—you know pantry items, extra pillows…”
Zara reached up and punched the button, cutting off the conversation.
“Does it bother you at all that I’ll never be able to look this guy in the face and not be absolutely mortified?”
“Why? Because he knows you answer to me? Trust me, it’s no different from what he sees every day. And at some point, I’m hoping he’ll take a certain blonde pilot in hand. We don’t try to rub anyone’s nose in it, but we’re a small, tight-knit family, and there are very few secrets. But you do get points for thinking about seeing Thom in the future.”
“I thought you said you didn’t want to humiliate me.”
“I didn’t humiliate you.”
“He’s not stupid, Noah. He knows you plan to spank me.”
“Of course, he does, but that shouldn’t be humiliating to you. If I wanted to humiliate you, sweetheart, I’d wait until he was there and do it so he could hear your caterwauling as my hand repeatedly connects with your ass.”
Zara rubbed her temples and slumped in her seat. “You really are infuriating.”
“What I am is pissed, and when we get to Monaco, you’re going to understand just how pissed. Jesus, Zara, you tranq’d me.”
“Sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander. You shot me in the ass first, remember?”
“I do, but I needed to stop you and knew I couldn’t trust you.”
“And I needed to meet with Ghazil, and I didn’t think I could trust you not to stop me.”
“Not the same thing and you know it,” he said through gritted teeth. “You would have caused a scene.”
“And you would have stopped me from doing my job. I will not give up my career for you.”
“I didn’t ask you to. We just need to find a way for you to do it that I can live with.”
“But it’s okay for me if I have nightmares about you when you’re off doing your job?”
“So, you’d have nightmares?” He suddenly seemed very pleased with himself.
“Forget it,” she said, shaking her head. “It’s pointless. When this is over, you’ll just tip your hat and ride off into the sunset.”
“Maybe.” He nodded.