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Ravencroft teased the strap of her gown up and down her arm. “Do you dream of me often?”
Noel pressed closer against him. “Yes. Except this dream was different.”
He brushed a kiss to her shoulder. “How so?”
Noel melted in Ravencroft’s embrace. When she awakened, she had expected depression to set in over her circumstances. Instead, Ravencroft had stood before her, holding his cock, and it stirred her wanton imagination to life. She wanted to whisper in his ear how her dreams before had been tame compared to the sinful dream she just had. She gasped as his hand closed over her breast, brushing the silk to the side. Her head lowered, and she watched him slide her nipples between his fingers. The motion hypnotized her and lulled her into his seduction.
“Would you like me to draw your nipples into my mouth while my tongue lashes against them before I scrape them between my teeth and suck like a greedy man?” Ravencroft asked her as he pinched one, and Noel whimpered. “Tell me, my love, of your desires. If my hand slides between your cunny, will I find you drenched with your need?”
Noel didn’t know if it was the gown that gave her the courage or the unknown of her kidnapping that she dared to answer his question about her dream. “I am drenched, waiting for your touch. However, my dreams were more sinful.”
When she whispered her answer, Ravencroft needed no other encouragement. His hand slid into her wetness, and he moaned at the truth of her declaration. He slid a finger deep inside and pressed his thumb to her nub. A moan ripped through the air. Only he held no clue whose it was.
“Tell me about your dream,” Ravencroft ordered in a ragged moan.
Noel had forgotten her dream. She could only focus on how Ravencroft played her body like a fine instrument. With each strum of his finger, her body rose another pitch. As pleasurable as his caresses were, her body felt strung tight with an unbearable ache. She needed . . .
Noel’s body sang to Ravencroft with a melody he wanted to capture in his soul. He wanted to fulfill every fantasy she held. Make her dreams come true with passion swirling around them.
“Was your dream as sinful as this?” He slid another finger into her tight channel. When she didn’t answer him and only moaned, he pulled out his fingers.
Noel’s body protested at Ravencroft’s withdrawal. Her eyes widened with a desperation she couldn’t speak. When he drew his fingers between his lips and sucked off her wetness with a slowness to melt time, a rush of heat consumed her. Her breasts grew heavy, and her nipples tightened into an unbearable ache. She felt herself spiraling out of control with a need unknown to her. Since he joined her on the bed, he had never once kissed her, but Noel drowned in his very touch alone.
“Kiss me,” Noel begged.
“Where, love? Did I kiss you in your dreams?”
Noel nodded, whimpering with a need only he could fulfill.
“Tell me where.” Ravencroft’s voice deepened with his demand as his fingers teased her breasts again.
Noel’s breathing quickened when Ravencroft pressed his hardness against her hip. His question from the previous evening prompted her to divulge the secret of her dreams. She boldly grabbed his hand and guided it down her body and slid their fingers back into her wet core.
“Here,” she whispered in his ear. “You had spread my thighs apart and kissed me here.” She pressed his fingers to her clit. “Your tongue caressed me with soft slow strokes.”
Ravencroft was amazed he hadn’t come in his pants. Noel’s bold declaration took hold of his sanity and shred it into a million pieces. It was in this moment he realized how he had fooled himself into believing she wasn’t a threat to his heart all these months.
After she confessed her wanton dream, Noel had never felt so free. She had repressed her desires for him since he never showed interest in her other than presenting himself as a devoted fiancé. She didn’t want to scare him away with her forbidden thoughts. However, they only seemed to entice him.
Ravencroft growled his response to her decadent wish and slid down her body. He spread her thighs apart like she described and dove in to devour her sweetness. She might have dreamed of the soft slow strokes of his tongue, but she had unleashed the passion he kept tempered. He could no longer hold his emotions at bay with Noel. She had awakened his dying soul with her passion.
Noel sank onto the scratchy lace and moaned in pleasure. The onslaught of Ravencroft’s kisses sent her reeling into the unknown. He dominated her with each stroke of his tongue and demanded her to succumb to his desires. Her legs shook from the powerful force of her need he drew forth with his lips. She gripped his shoulders and pressed into his mouth as her body shook with the aftermath of her desire. Slowly, her body sank back onto the bed and her legs relaxed around his shoulders. Noel hummed her pleasure as Ravencroft placed the softest of kisses on her thighs. She floated as her body recovered from the passion they shared.
Ravencroft lay with his head on her thigh and fought for control as her fingers brushed through his hair. His cock ached, needing to release itself between her thighs, but he fought his desire. Noel’s soft hum calmed his soul, and he regained his senses.
“Ravencroft?”
He chuckled. Even after what they had just shared, she still addressed him so formally. He would enjoy teaching her lessons in intimacies. He lifted his head, met her eyes, and slid a finger back inside her. “You may call me Gregory when we are intimate, if you so desire.”
Noel’s eyes widened, and she gulped, nodding. “Gregory?”
“Yes, love?” he asked before dipping his head to drag his tongue across her folds. She tasted too sweet to stop, even though he must.
“I . . . umm . . . That is . . .” Noel closed her eyes as Ravencroft—no, Gregory started his sweet torture again. Her body hummed back to life.
Ravencroft chuckled at her confusion. With one last lick, he pulled away before he took her in his arms and ravished her until she screamed from the rafters, letting her captors know who she surrendered to. He drew her gown around her legs and covered her breasts. He wanted to draw her into his arms, but it wasn’t the wisest course of action. So he rolled off the bed to his feet and put distance between them. She was too tempting of a distraction, one he must resist.
The door rattled, and Ravencroft realized their time had ended. Noel squeaked and reached for a blanket to cover herself with. When the guard started pounding on the door, he grabbed Noel’s clothes and threw them at her.
