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“No,” she said, standing her ground, curling her fingers into fists. Parker strode toward the bed. He had taken a shower and had changed from his jeans and T-shirt into black formal trousers and a pristine white shirt. His fresh cologne drifted over to her and weakened all her senses at once.
She wondered where he was going. Was he going to see someone else? A woman. A blast of jealousy hit her until she realized they were the only people on the ship.
She took a step back, positioning her gaze anywhere else but on him. At that moment she glanced at the black leather bag that had looked like a doctor’s bag. It was open and she gasped in shock when she noticed something resembling a flogger sticking out from it.
A flogger?
Unhurried, like a sleek black panther, he extracted a pair of restraints with leather cuffs from his back pocket, the chain between the cuffs long enough to allow some leeway. He threw it onto the bed. From his front pocket, he retrieved what looked like a piece of diamond jewelry. He threw that onto the bed too.
Only it wasn’t.
She knew enough to know it was a butt plug, with its glass finish dome and the flared base littered with diamonds.
What?
The next thing he removed looked like a diamond necklace except it wasn’t for her neck. It joined the other two items on the bed.
She didn’t need to be Einstein to know those items had come from his bag which he had brought with him. Was the purpose her?
She stared in complete astonishment as he unbuckled his belt and pulled it through the loops of his pants. Her gaze followed the arc it made as he flung it onto the bed as well.
Oh god, help her. She had underestimated him. She thought he would spank her with his hand and that would be the end of her punishment.
It’s okay. She was okay. She was going to be okay. She just had to wait for the right moment to escape, then lock herself in the second bedroom.
When he closed enough of the distance between them to become a real threat, she dodged out of his grasp, falsely thinking she had enough leeway but soon rediscovering the fact she was no match for him.
He grabbed her around the waist, divested her of the robe in two motions then tossed her onto the bed, face down.
The fabric of his trousers brushed against her legs, as he straddled her. She couldn’t believe he had put her in such a defenseless position.
She wriggled around and used up all her strength to try and throw him off but that was tantamount to moving a mountain.
A sharp reverberating whack across her ass stunned her. The crackling sound of leather against flesh still echoed in her head despite him already having delivered a blow to her ass with his belt. She didn’t need to see the thick red streak that coated her ass and burned raw and obscenely.
“Are you going to be still?” he asked softly. The threat in his voice, that he would belt her again reached her loud and clear. She sobbed into the sweetly scented covers as her pussy reacted with such violence to his manhandling and his words, she cringed to think that she could come just by pressing her clit against the bed.
What had he done to her?
“Understood?” he asked.
The bed and her tears muffled her reply, but he accepted it.
She gasped when he flipped her around as if she were a doll and she found herself now facing the man who was still straddling her.
She was completely naked and couldn’t hide the way her nipples pebbled. The streak across her ass chafed against the decorative bits of the bed covers and served as a continual warning to obey him.
She never wanted to feel the weight of his belt on her ass ever again.
She lost her breath when Parker’s gaze lowered down to her breast. Her entire body screamed for him to touch her, forcing her to purse her lips tightly together in case she spoke the need out aloud.
He didn’t touch her, and disappointment wheeled through her.
But when she heard the clink of the chain of the handcuffs, which he retrieved from the side of the bed, true fear settled into her.
“Okay, just wait a minute,” she cried. But it was too late. He grasped her hands above her head, then handcuffed them together. Leather slid against her wrists and the chain between the cuffs was long enough that she was able to keep her hands almost, but not quite at her sides. Except he hooked a clip hanging from the chain to the elaborate headboard above her head.
He towered over her, inhaling the scent of her hair which had long since tumbled out of the knot she had before and now seemed to be a wild mess around her head. She could smell her shampoo, the cocoa butter lotion on her skin.
