Page 136 of Swallow Your Sorries

I try to concentrate on the stretch even as he pushes my leg higher.

“Too much?” he asks, but he doesn’t relent, waiting for me to bite out the answer.

“No.”

“Good, you can take it. Just breathe.”

And I do, letting out a shaky breath.

His fingers massaging my thigh dig deeper, stirring an intense sensation deep in my core.

“First question.”

Right now?I want to hiss, but I nod instead. I need the distraction from the pain, from the fact that the outline of his dick is just centimetres from my slit.

“Why did you call me daddy at the lake?”

Of all the questions I thought he’d ask, that isn’t one of them.

“Why not?” I quip. “Ohfuck!”

“We said honesty,” he says darkly, pressing my leg higher, so it grazes my temple and makes my pussy feel like it’ll shred in two. “Is it because your father pushed you into the water?”

After a long beat, I nod and he lowers my leg, letting it rest.

“How old were you?”

“Is that your third question?” I ask, brows raised. “Because I’m only answering twenty-one.”

“Second, seeing as you never answered the first.”

I grit my teeth. “Nine. I was nine when he shoved me in.”

“Was he trying to teach you how to swim?”

“That’s the third question and no.” I wince as he grabs my leg again and hefts it over his shoulder.

He doesn’t look the least bit surprised by my answer. Like he knew it all along. “He knew you couldn’t swim.”

It isn’t a question.

“Why does it matter?” I say. The last thing I needed right now was a trip down Jarett Lane. I want to forget that I have a father at all.

Wait…

Is that what this is all about? The twenty-one question rule during each of our private lessons? Getting information on Jarett?

But if his father is as powerful as Mum says, why would he need me as a source?

“When we first met, you told me that everything was wrong with your father. That one incident already tells me the sort of person he was.”

“Is,” I snort. “That’s just the tip of the iceberg.”

“Tell me what happened that day. When you nearly drowned.”

“Ask me.”

“What?”

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