Publication date: October 8th, 2021
Synopsis:
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?
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Excerpt
Antonia slept while I worked from my phone. My private eye in Detroit was digging into Antonia's whereabouts these past few years. He'd also been tasked with ascertaining exactly who was the cause for her tears. When I found them, I would rip them apart.
Until then, I planned on spoiling her rotten. Watching how lost she'd been at the stores in the airport broke my heart. She was such a tender young woman, her hard candy shell just a protection mechanism I knew all too well. After all, had I ever let a woman inside my heart?
Never. To my knowledge, I'd never hurt anyone either, always being upfront about our time in the sheets being a one-time-only fling, which they didn't seem to mind in the least. It wasn't until I visited a particular club with my head of operations in Japan that I realized what type of man I was. I'd always felt a need to protect, and control but that night I learned I was a Daddy Dom.
I watched a scene unfold that had me rock hard from beginning to end. When I questioned Johnathan about it, he explained what I was watching. I was young then, just turned twenty-two, and had been wondering about my particular cravings.
My dominant personality wasn't rejected during my one-night flings, and I had no complaints in the sex department, but my deeper desires were rarely fulfilled, and I knew deep down I was different. I was surprised when Johnathan said he was the same and had brought me to the club, anticipating my gravitating to the Daddy Dom personality. After the night, he hooked me up with a few experienced women who liked Daddies, and my learning process began.
As much as I'd yearned for a submissive woman of my own, I'd never felt the type of connection I did with Antonia. There was just something about her that called to me loudly, like a siren's song, and I felt more for her in several hours than I'd ever felt about anyone, ever.
She was stirring, and when she turned over, her eyes blinked open. "Hello, Daddy," she purred. My cock sprung to attention.
"Hello, sleepy girl. Did you have a good rest?" She yawned and sat up.
"I did. Where are we?"
"Over the Pacific Ocean." I quickly stripped and joined her on the bed, rolling her on top of me. She was completely naked, and I admired her beautiful breasts from an entirely new angle. I reached up and gripped her hair, pulling her tantalizing nipples toward my mouth. I sucked hard on a pink peak while Antonia ground down on my hard cock, rocking her hips.
I slipped it inside of her as I continued to treat her nipples with rough affection.
"Oh my god, you feel so fucking good." I switched, taking her other nipple in my mouth. Then I flipped us over so I could have control. I pulled out of her and moved down between her legs. Antonia rose up on her elbows to watch me, wearing a look of interest. I kept my eyes on her as I dove into her mount with my mouth.
"Oh, oh, my, Jesus, Alex!"
Rogue London is an author of naughty romance designed to awaken your sensual side.
Rogue has a flair for writing about the D/s dynamic and as a true romantic at heart, her books have an HEA.
Check out her first, Daddy's Brat Series
