He tucked his fingers underneath her sweater and lifted it, encouraging her to raise her arms so he could pull it up and over her head while watching himself do it in the full-length mirror on the wardrobe behind her. He threw it onto the bed, steadying her with his hold when they hit a small pocket of air turbulence, feeling her breasts, hidden from his view by the white lace bra, pushed against his chest. She couldn’t meet his eyes as he undressed her. He swept his hands around her body and quickly undid the catch of the bra taking his time to pull the straps seductively down her arms and pull it away.
He held his breath watching the large pale mounds fall free. He threw the garment away and crushed each breast between his hands, groaning with pleasure at having been able to touch them at long last before sliding his hands down her sides to undo the catch of her skirt and pull down the zip. She gave a small cry when the skirt fell to the floor of the plane exposing her hot pink bottom leaving her only in her boots and lace top hold ups. She glanced back to look at herself as he stroked his fingers down her back admiring her body in the mirror and the seductive sweep of her curves and gave a hurt anguished cry. She tried to pull away from him.
“Let me go.” There were tears in her eyes.
“What’s wrong?”
“How can you like this?”
“What are you talking about?”
“This body. What do you see in me, Alexander? It is easy to see what I love about you, but me? I don’t understand you. I am small with too many curves. I’m older and I just don’t compare to all those women I have seen you with. Why didn’t you let me stay home?”
The tears erupted.
“Please give me my clothes back. I can’t stand looking at myself. I look horrible and ugly. Please give me my clothes back.”
Alexander stared down at her in disbelief.
He caught hold of her arms to keep her still and stop her from going to retrieve her clothing.
“I don’t understand. You are beautiful. I love your curves. Those women never satisfied me. A lot of them were just skin and bone who wanted me for my money. I don’t want to hear you call yourself ugly because you are anything but.”
He was on the verge of shaking her when she shook her head.
“I can’t even bear to look at myself in the mirror. Please.”
Alexander pulled her into his arms and held onto her tightly.
“Shh. How long have you felt like this?” he asked listening to her sob.
“I don’t know. Please don’t look at me.” She sounded almost hysterical, struggling like a wild cat to free herself from his hold. He acted quickly pushing her face forward against the cabin wall of his bedroom on the plane and stretched her arms above her head when she refused to calm down. She’d been through so much and he needed to show her he was the one to bring her back from the brink.
Once she was secure he applied his wide male palm to her hot butt for a second time. He slapped her flesh hard to continue the spanking he had cut short in the forest to bring her back to her senses and focus on the physical pain.
“I need you to calm down, Scarlett.” He made sure his tone sounded parental.
She sobbed and cursed him for spanking her but when he’d deepened the color on the already sore backs of her thighs, she began to soften, the angry tension easing from her body.
“Good girl, get all of that anger out,” he encouraged continuing to spank her.
He could almost see the heat coming from her flesh as it quivered under his powerful touch. When she became fully quiet, he ended her spanking. He leaned in close pressing his hand against her back and whispered to her, “I should give you ten more spanks for daring to refer to yourself as ugly and too big. You are anything but. I never want to hear it again, Scarlett. I love you and I know you feel the same for me. But I am not sure you feel it for yourself and not just by your words but by your actions, and the reckless way you put yourself in harm’s way and make yourself unhappy by not leaving bad situations. I am going to teach you to love yourself as I do and I will make all of this pain go away.”
Alexander’s words were persuasive, his touch electric, his gentle accent playing across her senses as he smoothed his fingers down her spine and circled their tips seductively over her bare, hot, spanked bottom.
“I will give you everything you need. You will want for nothing,” he whispered, his breath brushing the skin on her ear, making her flesh tingle with anticipation.
“I will be under your rule just as I was under his.” She sounded unsure.
She could almost feel the gentle smile curving his sensuous lips while he stood behind her clamping his hand over her wrists he had stretched up above her head against the wall so he could hold her firmly in place when he’d spanked her bottom. He continued his caress making her pussy throb with need.
“Yes. But I am not a brutal controlling man like your husband. Under my dominance you will be safe, protected, loved and cared for. I know it’s what you crave, Scarlett. I can give you it all and you will not regret it.” His fingers moved inwards between her thighs to caress the tender skin there.
“What if I refuse and walk away from you?” she asked breathlessly.
The American sighed and spun her around to face him, pushing her back against the wall once more, holding her hands above her head, his wet fingers returning to her wet aching pussy. Why did she get flooded
