What's that pounding in my head?

Oh, its just my brain begging for mercy, great. I feel a slight rumble and then i'm suddenly jerked a bit to the right, right into a thick arm. My head hurts so much that I just pat the arm and pull the blanket over my head. I am so fucking hungover, the only thing I remember is getting on the plane and drinking 4 drinks? No it was 6…. Maybe more? Shit, I think i’m still drunk. I lift the bottom part of the blanket and feel around for my purse. I finally feel it pushed under my chair, and I reach around without even opening my eyes. I feel my glasses case, pull out my sunglasses and immediately jam them onto my face. I slowly pull the blanket from my body and peered around, my eyes were still adjusting to my bright surroundings.

“Hey sweetheart, you alright?” I hear a soft voice beside me. I turn towards him, not realizing who was sitting next to me until I gaze into his eyes.

“Oh my god, Rafael! What are you doing here?” I manage to squeak the words out. He looks down at me with confusion.

“I'm on this flight Ms., I live in Dawson City. I’ve been sitting next to you this whole time, we even had a conversation at one point. Are you alright? Let me give you a hand.” He stands up and reaches to grab his carry on as well as mine. He leans down to grab my hand and guides my eyes towards his. “You don’t look the best ma’am, I’d like to take you by my office to check you out if that's alright with you?” I just shrug, anything to get me out of this crowded, stuffy airplane. “Sure, I’m gonna assume you're a doctor.”

“Something like that, yes sweetheart.” He gives me a half smile, he doesn’t even need to try to be so fucking sexy. I want my tongue all over him, even if I feel like absolute shit. I would happily fuck him right here, right now.

I stand and grab my purse and blanket. I head towards the planes exit and see the stewardess from earlier. “Here you go Hun, it's almost completely dry! Have a great day!” Her voice echoes in my ears, causing a slight ring to begin. “Thank you so much, you as well” I barely get the words out before Rafael grabs my hand tightly and makes his way around as many people as he can. He’s trying to get to baggage before everyone else, but I would rather lay down. I’m barely able to keep up with him and he seems to notice.

“Are you sure you're alright? You’re extremely flushed, sweaty, pale… Oh you are totally hungover aren’t you? Goodness, how many drinks did you have before I got on? Don’t do that again, you scared me a bit. Let’s go, I'll get our bags. Can you manage to hail a taxi for us?” His words come out stern yet soft, as if he wants to be gentle with me but he needs me to understand who’s in control. I’ve never felt this kind of submission before, nothing stops me from doing what he asks. I start to walk towards the door when he grabs my arm. “Use your words, nodding doesn’t work for me Kitten.” God, there’s that name again. It’s always been my alias when luring victims back in the mob, but it was also my stage name when I worked at a couple strip clubs for some quick money.

“Of course sir, anything. Thank you.” The words come out in a slight stutter, immediately I turn my face away so he can’t see my bright red cheeks. He doesn’t hesitate to move his hand from my arm to my face, pulling my gaze towards him. My head tilted almost straight up, he towers over me like no one i've seen before. I just wish I was wearing panties, as I can feel myself soaking in between my thighs. “We’re gonna need to teach you a couple things Ava, don’t hide those beautiful eyes from me again or i'll have to punish you.” He smirks as he notices me squeezing my thighs together. “Or maybe you're already punishing yourself?” He glances down at my legs as he licks his lips and moves his long, muscular legs towards baggage claim. I make my way outdoors and feel a wave of relief hit me as the cold air soothes my overly hot body. Within a minute I have a taxi waiting, and Rafael is making his way towards me with my coat from my carry-on.

“You can't stand out here with just my sweater on, we’re in the Yukon now, you need to keep yourself warm. Get in the cab and i'll put our stuff in the trunk, do you know where you're going or can I take you back to my place instead of my office? You could use a hot shower, food and a proper sleep before you go anywhere.” He covers me in my coat and does the zipper up for me. I look up at him, almost losing myself in his eyes before I manage to get some words out. “Okay, I’m sorry Mr. Cortez, I broke my phone right before i met you and left Edmonton, I need to go set one up so I can contact my best friend James. I’m staying with him for a few days until my stuff gets here from Edmonton.”

“Oh! Are-are you moving h-here?” He stutters the words out, do I make him nervous? I hope i'm not the only one that feels weekend here.

“Yes, I actually graduated University this morning and I start my new job next Monday!” I hear the confidence in my voice. “I can always call him from your place and explain my horrible day.” I can just get a new phone tomorrow anyways.

“Okay, well i would love to be your acquaintance for this evening Kitten, let's go. Oh, and please call me Rafael.” He says as he opens the cab for me and I slide all the way in and he follows shortly after. He tells the driver his address and reaches for my hand. There are no words shared between the two of us, just alluring glances. I can feel him undressing me with his eyes, i've never felt such a desire to feel someone inside me. If only it was just that, I want him to punish me. I want him to treat me like his kitten.