He wasn’t going anywhere. He liked post-orgasm Mia. “I never go back on my word. Time to get you out of those jeans.”
He hauled her up, her legs around his waist. As he turned to toss her on the big bed, he thanked the universe that Drew Lawless was either a complete pervert who like to fuck at thirty thousand feet or a man who simply preferred comfort and could afford it. Either way, that bed was about to come in handy.
And Lawless could fuck himself. No amount of money would keep him from getting inside Mia tonight.
He shifted, her mouth on his. The girl liked to kiss. Just as he was letting her drop, the world tilted and Case found himself falling, Mia untangling from around him. He kept his arms around her, trying to hold her close.
They hit the floor, shifting so he took the brunt of the fall. “What the hell?”
Mia looked up, her eyes wide. “The plane. It’s out of control.”
And that was how his night went straight to hell.
CHAPTER THREE
Mia held on to Case and the world seemed to upend and go completely out of control. His arms wound around her and the plane rolled to the right.
They slammed against the wall, Case taking the impact as the plane made another dip that sent her stomach churning.
Case wrapped himself around her, one hand coming up to cradle her neck, forcing her head against his chest. The other arm protected her back. Even his legs wound around hers as though he could form a protective barrier between her and all harm.
She went limp, not offering any resistance. This was one of those times when the big bad Dom was in charge. Any resistance would put him in danger, too. If he was fighting her, he couldn’t protect himself.
The plane leveled out, the world steadying as quickly as it had upended.
Her heart was pounding. What the hell kind of weather had they just hit? She’d been through some turbulence before, but that had been crazy.
“I’m going to need you to get dressed and quickly.” He kissed the top of her head, but she could feel how tense he’d gotten.
She nodded and scrambled off him, reaching for her shirt. No time for the bra, though she hated being without one. They needed to get out in the main cabin and buckle in. Apparently they were in the middle of some kind of storm. She wasn’t going to waste time because her boobs might jiggle.
She did glance back at the bed though. That would have been a storm of another kind. A freaking hurricane. Hurricane Case, with strong winds and an orgasmic tidal wave. Damn, but that man rocked her world.
And now they had a shot.
Case was up on his feet. He’d gone from dirty bad boy to soldier in a heartbeat. “I don’t suppose there’s anywhere in here you could hide.”
Hide? “Why would I hide? It’s just turbulence. We need to buckle in. It feels fine right now, but the winds could pick up any second. Let’s go.”
He moved in front of the door, his voice a low growl. “That wasn’t turbulence. The plane has been perfectly level the whole time. And I know a well-executed maneuver when I feel one. He tossed us from side to side and then up and down to throw us off. I’m betting he expected he would only have to deal with one man, but he got four. He waited until we were all up and moving and this is how he gets the upper hand. He’ll have the other guys guarded by now. If he hasn’t managed to take them out.”
“Who is this ‘he’ you’re talking about?” Case sounded paranoid. Why would the pilot purposefully try to throw everyone off? The answer hit her with the force of a two-by-four. “Shit.”
Case’s lips curved up in an arrogant smirk. “Yes, princess, this is a kidnapping and you’re the star of the show. And I left my fucking gun in my bag.”
Her brothers were going to kill her. They would lock her up somewhere. “Maybe you’re wrong and the pilot’s just drunk or something.”
It was kind of a horrible thing to wish for. That’s what happened when you suddenly hit rock bottom.
Case opened his mouth but that was when someone knocked on the door.
“Mr. Taggart, I believe you’ll find my people have your people taken care of. If you want them to live for more than the next ten minutes, you’ll hand over the prize,” a masculine voice said.
Prize? Oh, she would show them what a prize was. It looked like she wasn’t finished busting balls this evening.
Before she could open her mouth to give the asshole behind the door a piece of her mind, Case was behind her, covering her mouth with his big hand. He held her tight, his mouth to her ear. Only a few minutes before he’d held her like this in the sexiest way.
She was so perverted because she still thought it was kind of sexy.