Chapter 1

I was known as the ultimate seductress among the first-class flight attendants.

Whenever a VIP passenger gave the word, I would drop to my knees beside him and cater to his every desire.

"So, sweetheart, is this what your executive upgrade feels like?"

His hand slid past my collar, his rough fingers caressing my skin with unapologetic heat.

"Sir... a ten-thousand-dollar tip unlocks the ultimate executive suite perks."

I purred, pretending to reach for the service tablet, but he swatted it away.

He gripped my thighs tightly and pulled me flush against him. "Keep me satisfied, and I'll make it fifty grand!"

1

My name is Alyssa, and I recently earned my wings as a first-class flight attendant.

Blessed with fair skin and curves in all the right places, I was assigned specifically to provide exclusive VIP service in first class.

Whenever high-rolling platinum members signaled their desires, I sashayed down the aisle with my serving tray, radiating pure temptation.

During today's flight, a sudden patch of turbulence made me stumble, spilling juice right over a passenger's lap.

"I'm so terribly sorry, sir. Let me clean that up for you right away."

I hitched up my pencil skirt and sank to my knees, giving him a glimpse of my sheer stockings.

My chest grazed against his thighs as I gently dabbed napkins along the dark stain on his slacks.

The man stared down at me with hungry, predatory eyes and reached out his hand.

I caught his fingers and pressed them gently against my neckline. "Sir, please follow me to the dressing cabin to change. As an apology, I can use my personal crew miles to upgrade your package."

I led him straight into the private crew cabin, letting him tear open my blouse and cup my heavy, exposed skin.

"Is this the exclusive upgrade you promised?"

I nodded breathlessly, unbuttoning the rest of my shirt to let him have his fill.

His eyes darkened with lust as his large hands kneaded me shamelessly.

A gasp tore from my lips, my body reacting under his rough touch as warmth pooled between us.

I covered my mouth with a look of feigned distress. "Sir, do you need some napkins?"

He did not answer. Instead, he brought his damp fingers to his mouth, licking them clean with a wicked glint in his gaze.

"Let me fetch you a pair of dry pants, sir..."

He immediately unbuckled his leather belt and pinned my hands above my head.

Tossing his pants aside, he shoved a piece of lace into my mouth. "Forget the pants. We're doing this right now."

He shoved me down onto the small leather bench, hiking my skirt up to expose my black thong.

As he leaned in, I tapped his phone screen that lay on the bench. "Sir, a ten-thousand-dollar deposit upgrades you to the ultra-deluxe treatment!"

Brett Gallagher scowled impatiently, but tapped his screen to confirm the massive transfer anyway.

My heart fluttered with excitement. Another target secured!

Once the transaction cleared, I knelt on the bench, leaning forward and brushing lightly against his thighs.

"Mmh..."

I muffled a soft whimper around the fabric.

He smirked, tugging my hair back to force my chin up. "Work harder! Do a good job, and I'll tip you fifty grand!"

A cold thrill washed over me. I lowered my head obediently and trailed soft kisses up his inner thigh.

"Attention all passengers and crew, we are experiencing severe turbulence. Please return to your seats and fasten your safety belts immediately..."

"Alyssa! Where are you? Get back to your station now!" the chief purser's voice crackled through the intercom.

I froze, cursing the bad timing in my head.

Passenger safety had to come first, though.

Reluctantly, I pulled myself away and helped Brett zip up his clothes, placing a quick peck on his lips.

"Safety first, handsome. I owe you one. Ring the call button later, and I'll come find you."

He was still burning with lust and gripped my wrist, refusing to let go.

I tore myself away and hurried back to the aisle.