There were two large, black SUV's and a luxury sedan waiting for them when they exited the plane. Loki's men were already grabbing their bags and climbing into the SUV's. Laura saw her one, small suitcase just a couple of feet away. She moved to grab it, but Loki tugged her back.
"Did I give you permission to leave me?"
"No, sir. I'm sorry. I was just reaching for my suitcase."
"You no longer carry suitcases."
Loki snapped his fingers and one of his men rushed to his side.
"Take the lady's bag and put it in the trunk of the car."
"Yes, sir," the man said.
Loki held the door of the car open for her, then climbed in. Once the car was moving, he leaned into her.
"Since this is still new, I will ask your preference for this." He kissed her neck. "Partition up or down?"
Laura went rigid, but knew she couldn't refuse him so soon.
"Up, please, sir," she whispered.
Loki groaned and pressed the button to raise the partition to hide them from the driver.
"And you answered like such a good girl."
"Thank you, sir."
He kissed her neck and slid his hand beneath her uniform dress.
"You deserve a reward for such a good start."
He pulled her panties down as he captured her lips. They bunched around her ankles, and Loki pushed her knees open to make room. He rubbed his fingers over her before plunging one inside. She gasped as his long finger sought out her sweet spot with ease. Just as Laura was beginning to writhe, Loki slipped in another finger. She moaned and pressed her hips down onto Loki's hand.
Loki kissed her neck, letting his tongue run over her pulse point.
"Do you like this, darling?"
"Yes, sir."
"Let's try something."
He shifted to make it look, at least from the waist up, like he were turned to her in casual conversation, but his fingers never stopped pumping into her.
"Let's say we were in a restaurant, and couldn't draw attention. Can you do that, darling? Can you be quiet and still while I pleasure you?"
Laura let out a moan. "I can try, sir."
"Good girl. Do it now. We shall call it practice."
Laura, having slid down on her seat, lifted herself to sit straighter. She bit her lip to control a moan and keep her eyes from rolling back as Loki's fingers dragged over her sweet spot once more.
"You are doing so well," Loki whispered.
"Thank you, sir."
Laura's body trembled as Loki spoke, and he smiled.
"Do you like when I praise you?"
"Very much, sir."
"Would you like to stop this practice so you can make noise and move about?"
Laura's voice almost came out in a whine. "Very much, sir."
"Very well, darling. Do what you feel. You have been such a good girl for me."
Laura ground her hips against Loki's hand, and he couldn't stifle a chuckle.
"So eager, my pet."
"Yes, sir. It feels so good."
Loki groaned, and his lips were once again on her neck.
"Do you feel it building," he asked, "like a winding coil about to snap?"
"Yes, sir," she panted.
"Is it ready to snap?"
"Yes, sir."
"Do you want to let go?"
Laura opened her mouth to speak, but all that came out was a strangled moan. She nodded and bit her lip.
"I'll let that slide this time," Loki said before he nipped her neck with his teeth. "Let go, darling. Say my name."
"Loki..."
His fingers pumped faster.
"Again."
She gripped his jacket as she cried out his name once more. She gasped for air as Loki eased her down from her orgasm, his fingers still gently moving in and out of her. He kissed her forehead and pulled her to him, letting her head fall into the crook of his neck.
"You did so well, Laura," he said as he removed his fingers.
Her entire body trembled against him.
"Such a good girl for me." He shifted in his seat. "You've got me so hard."
Laura pulled back and looked into his eyes. "Do you want me to help you with that, sir?"
Loki groaned. "Not yet. We haven't much longer until we reach our destination, and I do not want to be interrupted."
He reached down, pulled Laura's underwear from her ankles, and used them to wipe her wetness from his fingers before he shoved the material in his pocket.
Laura stared at Loki's mouth. She had such a strong urge to kiss him, but she wasn't sure if she was allowed, and she was hesitant to ask. Loki brushed his thumb over her lips.
"Do you want to kiss me, darling?"
"Yes, sir."
"You need only ask."
"May I kiss you?"
"Yes."
Laura pressed her lips to his. Her hand trembled and hesitated as she reached to caress his face, but Loki grabbed it and pressed it to his cheek to show his approval. That reassurance let her sink into his chest and deepen their kiss.
Loki pulled away after a moment and took her hand in his.
"You're trembling. Is this desire or fear?"
"A little of both, maybe."
"You need not fear me. I will no doubt be firm when you misbehave, but I will never harm you."
"You threatened to injure your man when he touched me on the plane, sir."
"He works for me. He is my servant. You are simply mine. I protect what is mine."
"Even from yourself, sir?"
Loki smiled. "You have no need to worry. Have I not treated you well so far?"
"You have, sir."
"And I will continue that way. All you have to do is obey and never betray me."
"How could I betray you?"
"You will learn more about me the longer we are together. I expect you to keep what you learn to yourself."
"Of course, sir."
Their destination was an upscale apartment building in Manhattan. Laura looked up at the towering structure.
"Hope you're not afraid of heights, darling."
"No, sir."
Several floors up, large windows gave them an excellent view. Laura stared out at the horizon, and Loki came up behind her. He put his hands on her hips and ran his teeth over her neck.
"Do you like it?"
"Yes, sir."
He turned her to face him.
"When we are alone, in casual conversation, there is no need to call me 'sir' every time you speak. Only when I issue a command or when you ask for something. Understood?"
"Yes, sir."
He turned her back to the view.
"So, I'll ask again, do you like it?"
"It's breathtaking."
"There is something else I need to show you."
He stepped away from her and waited for her to face him. When she did, Loki was surrounded by a green glow, and his suit changed into a suit of leather armor. Laura gasped and took a step back.
"This is one of those things I expect you to keep to yourself," he said. "My men are aware, but the public cannot be."
"Is it- is it a magic trick?"
"Magic, yes. A trick, no."
She reached out to touch the new material, but pulled back.
"May I?" she asked.
"Yes."
Where she once felt cloth, now she felt leather.
"It's unbelievable," she whispered.
"I haven't frightened you away?"
"Not at all."
Loki grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her into a hard kiss. He roughly claimed entrance to her mouth with his tongue, then pulled away a moment later.
"And now?"
Laura blinked.
"Now what, sir?"
"Still not frightened?"
"Do you want me to be, sir?"
"No."
"Then, no, I'm not."
Loki squinted. "If I had said I wanted you to be frightened?"
"I would have obeyed."
Loki grabbed her hips and pulled her flush against him.
"Such an obedient little pet. Were you ever like this with anyone else?"
"No, sir. No one has ever had this kind of hold over me. From the instant I saw you... I can't explain it."
"I shall put it to good use. Later. First things first. You are in need of a wardrobe, and I have business to attend to. Since I have reason to lie low, and no desire to shop, I will send someone to assist you while I handle my business. Buy whatever you wish. Just make sure one of those items is lace, sheer, and easily removable."
He pulled her into his arms and ran a hand through her hair.
"I'll send a guard to come collect you, and he will have the money. Just remember..."
His hand gripped her chin, and his eyes bore into hers. He leaned in until his lips were just a breath away from hers.
"You belong to me."
"Yes, sir."
"When you get back, draw a bath for yourself. It's been a long trip."
"Yes, sir."
"And when I return, I will have you like I have wanted you since our eyes first met."
Laura let out a ragged breath.
"Yes, sir."