BLURB
Stealing a first class ticket was a risk, but it was one I couldn’t afford not to take. Worst case scenario, I’d sit in airport jail for a while and then try again, right?
Wrong.
The man I stole from isn’t just any first class passenger. Turns out, he owns the whole damn airline.
And now he owns me.
For the next eighteen hours, I earn my passage through humiliating punishments that leave me begging for more. And for a moment, I allow myself to believe it won’t end when we land in Tahiti. But there is nowhere I can go where my past won’t find me, and when it does, Daddy is the only one who can save me.
The only question is, will he still want me once he learns the truth about why I ran?
EXCERPT:
I splashed water on my face and took some deep breaths. Feeling better, I opened the door and almost
ran into Alexander, who was waiting on the other side.
“Oh, uh sorry, I’ll get out of your way.” I tried to slip past him, but he gripped my arm.
“As I said, I punish naughty girls, and you, my little stowaway, are very naughty indeed. Back inside, it’s
time for your spanking. I fully plan on you feeling my displeasure for the next eighteen hours.” I was so shocked I didn’t know what to say.
Alexander’s words sent a spike of desire through me, and I know my body gave me away because he was grinning like the Cheshire cat in Alice in Wonderland at my reaction. He turned me around and gently pushed me back through the doorway.
“But, but, uh, I could pay you back?” I was scrambling for a way out, humiliated by the idea of being punished like a child.
“I don’t need your money; besides I know you don’t have any, or else why steal a ticket? Do you even know where Tahiti is? What type of world you’re flying into?” He turned us to face the mirror as he spoke. Alexander stood nearly a foot taller than me, and his face was visible above mine. I noticed several things at once, the height difference between us, his gorgeous but determined look, and my flaming red cheeks, along with my dilated pupils. My panties were wet, and as he pinned me in front of him, his hard length pressed into my back.
I felt like I was watching a movie and was fascinated by the two main characters—us. Alexander’s eyes were almost the same color as his pre-flight drink, amber, and could shift from soft to hard in a nanosecond. His eyes weren’t the only noteworthy thing about his face. He had a chiseled jawline, and his thick brown hair was swept back, giving him a no-nonsense image. And his mouth… while he had beautiful lips, they were currently turned slightly downwards in a disapproving manner. If his body language was created to make me squirm, it was working. I felt like the naughty girl he accused me of being.
“What are you running from, Toni?”
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