Of course, he would buy it, he had just paid two hundred and fifty thousand dollars to whisk me away.
Would Declan have approved? Never. My younger brother had always been my defender. He wouldn’t let any man close to me until he had gotten to know them. But I was no longer a little girl, and we no longer had a plethora of options. Some compromises had to be made. The same way I had made the leap of faith by going to the auction, Declan would have to accept that I’d done it for him - if he ever found out.
And that was big if.
I was doing this for the family. Had already done it, for that matter. The money would start flowing into my account in equal amounts over the period a couple weeks, which would easily pay off Declan’s treatment bills.
We arrived at the airport after midnight, but the driver didn’t take us to any of the major airlines terminals. Instead, we bypassed them altogether, driving along the tall wire fence until we reached a security checkpoint.
I didn’t understand at first, but as Owen spoke to the officer, I got it. They were heading straight to Owen’s plane, which he kept in a private hangar at O’Hare. The officer had no further questions.
We arrived at the hangar and boarded a small private jet. It was a beautiful navy-blue color and white on the inside. I could hardly believe what was happening to me.
Owen sat
down in a far seat and instructed a stewardess to leave us alone for the flight.
“What if we need something?”
“I only need you.”
As I felt the rumble of the plane beginning to take off, he pulled me onto his lap.
Chapter 10
Sydney
“I’m sorry, what?”
“I bought you, and unless you protest, I’d like to see what I paid for. All of it.” His eyes traveled up and down my body.
“And if I do, protest that is.”
“We won’t take off, I’ll let you go home, end of arrangement.”
I looked into his steely blue eyes. Who was I kidding? I was in a private plane with a sexy millionaire going to some undisclosed location. And he was right, he paid for me. In a way that turned me on even more.
“I don’t want this to end,” I admitted as I kicked off my shoes and stood.
My hands trailed down my body, the dress hugging every curve.
“So gorgeous.” He stood up unzippered my dress, slowly pulling it off of me. Then he turned me around, his fingertips playing on my skin.
I couldn’t believe I was doing this! But I didn’t care.
It just felt so good.
He stopped for a moment to take my whole body in, drinking in every line and curve of it, and I felt sexier than ever. I took my breast in one hand and stroked it slowly as I gauged his reaction.
“Jesus,” he gritted out and fisted his hands, his chest rising and falling rapidly. “You’re such a tease.”
I lowered my other hand and pressed it against my swollen mound, moving my fingers all over my clit.
“Sydney.” He growled and pushed me onto a chair. “Touch yourself, baby. I want to see you come.”
“Owen...” I moaned, surprised and delighted with his request.
He removed all his clothes and sat in one of the chairs, his eyes following me closely. I came to the edge and separated my legs, massaging my pussy.