Daddy's Little Liar - Maren Smith Page 0,31
that deflecting to a better topic might get her out of having to face this one.
“Want me to take you to dinner?” he offered, still not smiling, still looking every bit like a Daddy Dom on the verge of whipping her ass.
She floundered, unsure how to answer.
“Shall I take you for ice cream afterward? I agree, landing the job warrants celebration, but are you absolutely sure you want me to be the one doing it with you?”
Again, another offer that sounded more like a threat and a challenge. She had no idea how to answer beyond, yes, he was first and foremost the one she wanted to celebrate this with.
Taking another step closer, he closed the distance between them again, cocking his head as he challenged her.
“Think very carefully, Georgia. Who are you asking to celebrate with you? The mechanic who just befriended you, the guy you might want to date you, or the Daddy who’s going to paddle your naughty bottom raw first because you know you deserve it?”
A molten flow of wetness, at total odds with her burgeoning panic, gushed through the folds of her pussy to soak into the fabric of her panties.
“What?” she breathed.
“You heard me. I liked getting to know you last night. I liked sitting with you, talking to you, holding you. To some extent, I even liked subjecting you to my discipline and watching as you drank it in like the good little girl I think you are. I’ve been alone for a long time now, and the only thing I’ve thought about all day long—apart from busting your butt over the poor choices you made this morning—was how much I don’t want to go back to being alone after you go.”
“I-I…” she stammered.
“Don’t live here,” he acknowledged. “I know, but sixty miles to Santa Fe isn’t that far. Especially not if we’re both willing to put the time into traveling back and forth. More importantly, there are three weeks between now and when you move down here. Three weeks we can spend getting to know one another while we evaluate if the effort to sure our next relationship is a good idea. I think it might be, but not if I can’t get you to be honest with me.”
He couldn’t be serious. Could he? She stared, her jaw dropping once more.
“You’re not mad at me?”
“I’m not happy,” he countered with a scoffing laugh. “Instead of talking to me, you left me to worry about you all day long. However, I’m willing to acknowledge you are a grown woman. I’m not your Daddy,”—he shot her a warning glare—“yet and perhaps did not have the right to expect you to do what I was asking in the manner I asked it.
“On the other hand, it will not save you from the spanking you have coming because you completely disregarded everything I was trying to do. Your safety is non-negotiable with me. I’d have explored alternatives with you, but you didn’t offer any. You just rejected my concerns and disobeyed me. That’s not acceptable and never will be. I wasn’t asking for the moon, only a text message. I wasn’t asking you to prostitute yourself, either.” He glared.
“I was asking r you to accept my help in case something else happened. You want to tell me all about your brand-new job, great. That’s not something I normally do with my customers, so the mechanic in me is going to have to pass. But it is something I’m willing to do with my friends, and it’s absolutely something I’d do with my baby girl. To be perfectly honest, all day, I’ve been thinking, it’s time I put myself back on the market as a Daddy Dom.”
Just hearing those words sent tingling racing under her skin.
“So,” he said, then shrugged. “What do you want to do? Go home or go to dinner as a friend or as someone with an eye toward becoming Daddy’s little girl?”
“Is this really happening?” She was breathing a little too fast, yet she didn’t feel she was breathing quite enough.
“Depends on you. I’ve said my piece. What happens now is completely up to you. Just know, the minute you choose Daddy—if you choose Daddy—I am busting your ass.”
Her bottom crawled, the entire surface quivering as prickling goosebumps raced up the backs of her legs to cover every inch. She was still tender from yesterday but didn’t think for a second, he’d keep that in mind when he spanked her again tonight.
Why was