“We depart immediately,” I tell the crew as I board the plane. No one blinks an eye at the screeching woman I’m holding, and I nod to the captain. “Henrik will be late and will take the other plane. Inform the crew.”
“How many damn planes do you own?” Allison says, going limp in my arms.
“More than you can outrun, so settle down.” She hisses when I pop her on the ass and then carry her back to the bedroom.
“You are so bossy.” This time her sound of frustration is followed by a smack to my ass. I’m thankful she can’t see me, because the corner of my lips turns up.
I plop her down on the bed, and she slides a little on the silk sheets. Her lavender dress is wrinkled and not warm enough for the weather when we land. I have a closet full of clothes for her, but she doesn’t need to know that yet.
The plane begins to move, and her eyes widen as she stares out the window. It seems as though reality is finally setting in, which is good because I’m ready to move past the denial stage.
“You have seven and a half hours until you marry me.” She sits on the bed, stunned, but I lean over and plant my fists on either side of her. “If I were you I would use this time to come to terms with your fate.”
“Which has been decided by you.” She raises her stubborn chin, and I want to run my tongue along it.
“Which was decided by the queen of hearts.” When she rolls her eyes, I take her chin in my hand and shake my head. “You can pretend it wasn’t real, or…” I slowly slide my thumb along her jaw and down her neck. “You can imagine a life of luxury where you are spoiled beyond your wildest dreams by a man that adores you.”
She swallows hard, but I don’t back down. As the plane lifts off the ground, I lean forward and gently brush my lips across hers.
“I’m going to take a shower, if you’d like to join me,” I whisper against her lips. And although her body melts, she presses her lips together and shakes her head. “You and I are inevitable, Allison. The sooner you realize it, the sooner we can begin our lives as husband and wife.”
“I don’t think so, crazy pants,” she says as I straighten.
“And the sooner you wash off the touch of another man, I’ll stop being crazy.”
“Sure, and when I agree to marry you, you’ll just let me go.”
“I will never let you go, love.” Her eyes always flinch a little when I say the word, and I wonder if she’s not used to hearing it. “But when you are my wife you’ll be granted any wish. If you want to see your family we will drive straight to the airport. If you want to live in Boston, I will buy you a different house for every day of the week.” This time her eyes widen, not in fear but in surprise. “I would never keep you from the people you love, but you will be mine before you see them again.” I take off my suit coat slowly and then toss it on the chair nearby. “And I mean in every way possible.”
She doesn’t take her eyes off of me as I unbutton the cuffs of my shirt and then take off my tie. She watches each movement with measured breaths as I remove my shirt and then unbuckle my belt.
“Do you like what you see?” I glance down at the tattoos covering my skin and the hard cock tenting the front of my dress pants.
She doesn’t answer, but I watch her throat move as she swallows. I like her eyes on me, and my cock grows harder with her attention. It’s proud and heavy as I push off my pants and boxer briefs to stand before her completely naked. She’s still in her soft lavender dress that’s so thin I can see the beading of her nipples through the material.
“I’ll be waiting if you change your mind.”
There’s a small sound as I turn around and walk into the attached bathroom, but I don’t know if it’s in answer to seeing the tattoos down my back and legs, or my bare ass.
The plane sways a little as we hit some turbulence, but it stops a moment later. I step into the marble shower and turn on the water and the steam, turning my face into the spray. It’s spacious enough in here for several people, but there’s only one other person I have in mind.
An image of her on the dance floor being held by another man makes me clench my fists. But then I remember her in the car, and how perfectly she came undone in my lap. Heat pulses between my legs, and I have no choice but to take my cock in my hand.