Page 27 of Daddy's Laws

“Oh, I’m mad. I’m mad you didn’t invite me along,” he said with another wide grin. “But I’m sure I can find a way for you to make it up to me.”

The ache in her pussy flared to life again. “I could make it up to you now.”

His smile turned from boyish to wicked in a flash. “Oh, really?”

“Mmhmm. And then maybe you could give me a reward for being such a good girl.”

“That is tempting. But first… did you behave yourself last night?”

Humiliation heated her cheeks, and she wasn’t sure if she hated him more for asking, or herself for the way her heart fluttered at the question. “Depends on what you mean by that.”

“I mean, did you keep your hands off your pussy like a good girl? Or did you sneak into the shower and make yourself come while you thought about all the ways I might punish you for disobeying me?”

It was unnerving to have someone see her so clearly, but she wasn’t about to give him the satisfaction of telling him so. “What I do in my bedroom is none of your business, as I told you last night, lawyer-boy.”

“Fair enough.” Leaning back, he tapped his fingers on the countertop, the barest hint of a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips as he studied her. “Tell you what, princess. If you can behave yourself until lunch time, I’ll spread you out on this island and eat that pretty pussy until you’ve had all the orgasms you can handle. Sound like a plan?”

“Counteroffer. You do that now and I’ll let you fuck me if you can make me scream.”

“Oh, babygirl.” Leaning in, he nipped at her ear, his voice dropping to a low growl. “By the time I finish with you, you won’t just be screaming, you’ll be begging me to fuck you. If you’re a good girl, that is.”

It was going to be a long morning.

CHAPTER10

Watching Shannon squirm on the stool as she finished her waffle almost made up for the painful erection he was sporting under his swim trunks.

Almost.

It had been tempting to take her up on her offer and spend the morning indulging himself and her with all the dirty, filthy things he’d been dreaming of for so long now. But at the end of the day, he needed her to accept that he was in charge, not her.

And if that meant he had to suffer for a few extra hours, well, he had a feeling it was going to be worth the wait.

“If you clean up, I’ll grab us some towels and sunblock and we can head outside for a little bit.”

“Sure.” There was an edge to her voice now that hadn’t been there earlier, and he had to turn away to hide his grin. Poor little girl, so horny and needy. She had no idea she’d be even more so by the time he was done with her.

Upstairs, he grabbed two of the beach towels they’d stocked in case their guests forgot them or just needed an extra. A quick check of his texts told him Dean was on his way and would be there in a couple hours.

Perfect.

“Thanks for cleaning up, princess.” He didn’t miss her eye roll, or the pretty flush on her cheeks before she turned away, but decided not to mention either. “Ready to hit the beach?”

“I was born ready, lawyer-boy.”

With an eye roll of his own, he followed her out the back door and almost down to the water. Before he had a chance to roll out the towels, she was wiggling out of her shorts, giving him an eyeful of her full, firm ass. The bikini she’d chosen covered more of her stomach than usual, but it highlighted her curves in a way her other skimpier bikinis didn’t.

Reaching up, he snagged her wrist before she could take off for the waves. “Sunblock, princess.”

“I put some on before breakfast.”

Pushing up from his crouched position by the towels, he captured her chin between his thumb and forefinger. “Did you just lie to me, little girl?”

Even behind her sunglasses, he could see her eyes widen. “I… that’s not technically one of my rules, you know.”

“Consider it officially added.”

Her forehead furrowed and she glared up at him. “I don’t think you can just go amending the rules whenever you want. It’s a verbal contract and I didn’t agree to these changes.”

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