Page 10 of Daddy's Little Liar
“Is that the way you want this to go?”
Georgia startled. Was he… was he agreeing? Again, relief flooded her. Here she thought he was about to get angry with her, but it was all right. Everything was going to be all right.
Except, holy shit, now she had to sleep with him.
Only they wouldn’t be sleeping.
She twisted her hands to stop herself from fidgeting as little sparks flared way down in her fluttering womb. She could do a lot worse. He was nice, handsome, with a body that would make most male models green with envy.
“Yes,” she said, both to him and her own internal voices. “This is how I want this to go.”
“Fine.” He nodded once. “Your safeword is ‘I’d like to pay my bill now.’ No matter what else is happening, the minute you say that everything stops, but you will owe me the entire sum of the repair for your car, and I won’t do one more thing to the vehicle until it is paid. Is that clear?”
Safeword? Georgia blinked. “Um… yes. I think.”
“If you don’t say it, I expect you to do exactly what I say, when I say, and tomorrow when the part comes, I will put your car back together, and you’ll be free to go. It won’t be a free pass, however. While I am willing to write off my labor charges, I can’t afford to eat the cost of your head gasket. I can, however, pay for it until you can pay me back. Which you will do monthly, whatever you can afford until the balance is gone. Agreed?”
The rolling in her stomach eased a little. That sounded more than fair.
“Thank you. I know this hasn’t been fair of me, but I appreciate that.”
He arched an eyebrow, his handsome face taking on hints of stern disapproval.
“I’d have done that for you if you’d been honest with me from the start. I remember being broke in college, and I’m not heartless.”
Her fingers fidgeted no matter how tightly she tried to grip them.
“I’m sorry.”
“Not yet,” he replied cryptically. “But you will be before I’m done.”
What an oddly ominous way to begin what was about to be a live reenactment of a popular porno plot.
Nervousness intensifying, her voice failed her, and she ended up whispering, “O-okay.”
“What’s your name?”
“Georgia.” She had to clear her throat before her voice would return. “Wh-What’s yours?”
“I already told you. Sometimes they call me Daddy. Right now, with you, I think this needs to be one of those times.”
Just like that, the world’s most popular porno plot turned unexpectedly kinky.
