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There was no doubt he was remembering exactly what she’d looked like making those noises with something much larger between her lips. Hell, she was picturing the same damn thing.

“Time to go.”

Much to her enjoyment, his voice was rough with need. But she wasn’t anywhere near done getting her revenge.

“I’m still eating my ice cream.”

“You’ve all but licked the bowl clean, princess. Let’s go.”

“But it’s not even dark out, yet. Can’t we stay?”

“We can come back tomorrow. We have all week left to play.”

“But —”

“One.”

Uh oh. A delicious mixture of fear and excitement coiled in her belly. “What are you counting for?”

“Two. You do not want me to get to three, little girl.”

Despite the threat, hunger still burned in his gaze. Or perhaps it was because of the threat. After all, it wasn’t like he wouldn’t enjoy punishing her. Either way, it was enough to have her backing down before he had a chance to finish counting. “Okay, okay. I’ll be good.”

“Thank you. We’re almost to the car, anyway.”

It was just as well. The next stage of her revenge plan would have to wait until they got home anyway. Letting him take her hand, she followed him back to the parking lot where they’d left Liv’s snappy little convertible. Ever the gentleman, Bryant held the door open for her to slip inside.

Electricity seemed to dance along her nerve endings as she waited for him to join her in the car. This was what she lived for, the push and pull, the constant battle for dominance. The thrill that came when he inevitably won and she was forced to submit.

God, she couldn’t wait to get back to the house.

CHAPTER16

The ride home was filled with a silent tension, the kind that came from bottled sexual energy about to burst and spray everyone in reach.

As soon as the car was in park, he killed the engine and jogged over to open her door. “I want you naked and kneeling on my bed with your ass in the air by the time I get up there.”

Well, shit. That wasn’t how this was supposed to go. Putting on her sexiest smile, she leaned in and pressed her hand to his bulging crotch. “But I had… plans.”

“Oh, you’ll get a chance to play, princess. If you’re a good girl and do as Daddy says, that is.”

“And if I don’t?”

“Then you can spend the rest of the day and the night tied to my bed without being allowed to come.”

Out of options, she climbed out of the car and stalked to the front door. If the deadbolt was in place, his code wouldn’t work, and it was all too tempting to lock him out. But his threat was still clearly ringing in her ears, so she left the door open and headed for the stairs.

In his bedroom, she stripped and positioned herself per his request. Jeez, she’d forgotten how humiliating presenting herself like this could be. Closing her eyes, she tried not to think of the picture she made, naked on her knees, chest to the mattress, ass in the air, waiting for her Daddy to come in and do any manner of wicked things to her.

Mercifully, she didn’t have long to wait.

“Fucking hell, you’re gorgeous. And you present so prettily. Knees a little wider and ass a little higher, princess.” When she shifted, she was rewarded with a low growl. “Good girl. Bear down for me.”

Whimpering, she tightened her core as he slowly worked the plug from her bottom, inch by tortuous inch. She only had a moment of relief when it slid free before another, larger plug pressed against her entrance. “Daddy,” she whined as he pushed it past the initial resistance, stretching her and opening her wider for him.

“Does it hurt, princess?”

It burned, more than she’d expected. “Yes, Daddy.”

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