Page 25 of Driftwood Daffodil 2

With that, I let go of her hair and shoved her away.

Nova stumbled back, but kept her footing, then lifted her chin to sneer back at me. “You said I could do something else.”

“Did I?” I tipped my head. “I believe my exact words were doyouwant to do something else.”

I could play the semantics game too.

“And I did do something else.”

That she did. She came when I told her to like a good pet.

I tsked, “Something else isn’t something instead of. Now get moving.”

To reiterate my point, I once again twirled my finger signaling her to lose the underwear.

There were about thirty seconds of silence before she finally gave in. Not too gracefully either. No, Nova tore that shit off like she was fucking pissed at the fabric. After which she slammed them on the ground.

She was too mad to be modest and didn’t bother covering herself up. And I gotta say, naked Novalee Ford was a sight to fucking behold.

Perfect little rosebud nipples, curves in all the right places and a smooth pussy that made me want to bust a nut right then and there. Not that I would ever let her know that. I kept a bored look on my face and dropped my eyes down to the ball of fabric at her feet.

“Well…”

“Well, what?” She snapped back.

Someone was angling for another spanking.

“Bring them to me.”

Her jaw dropped. “You can’t be serious?”

“Oh, but I am.”

She glared at me while I stared at her, making sure my eyes didn’t go any lower than her face, which was not an easy task.

It wasn’t long before Nova crossed her arms and lifted her chin. “I’m not doing it.”

And that was what I’d been waiting for.

“Alright,” I shrugged. “There’s the door.”

Her eyes narrowed. “What do you mean, there’s the door?”

“I mean there’s the door. Get the fuck out.”

“Just like that?”

“Just like that.”

She cocked her head and eyed me further. “Is this a trick?”

It was absolutely a trick.

“I don’t know, is it?”

“So… I can just leave?”

“I’m not holding you hostage.” No one was keeping her here.

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