Secret Daddy(47)

“Excuse me?”

“To have me as your new lover?”

“I…” I looked down. The note was still taped the parcel. God, I was such an idiot. “That wasn’t me,” I muttered, unable to look him in the eye.

“If you were my lover, you wouldn’t wear such revealing things in front of strangers. You never know what they might do.”

I looked up then, seeing his expression unchanged. Was he enjoying this? Toying with me to make me feel uncomfortable? His eyes ran down my body and I felt like he was seeing through my clothes again. I followed his gaze. My thin cotton crop top was clinging to my chest, I hadn’t realised how sweaty I’d become. Even I could see the shape of my nipples through it.

My shorts had ridden up my legs and far more thigh was on display than was decent. It might have been all right on the bike but suddenly I felt exposed and vulnerable. I wanted to tug them further down my legs but there was no way of doing it without him knowing how uncomfortable he was making me. I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction.

“Here,” he said, pulling the note off the box. “I don’t need that.”

As he passed the note to me, the tip of his finger brushed over the edge of my hand and my heart suddenly pounded in my chest. Why had his touch done that to me? It was as if all the strength had left my legs and I felt shaky all of a sudden, like I might pass out.

“Don’t be late again,” he said, waving me away.

“Or what?” I asked, the words out of my mouth before I could stop them. My dizziness had apparently overridden my ability to think before speaking.

“Or you’ll be in trouble,” he said, a slight smile on his lips for the first time. He spun away from me a second later, vanishing into his penthouse and slamming the door behind him.

The way he’d said it frightened and excited me at the same time. It was a weird feeling. I almost rang his bell again. I wanted to know more. What kind of trouble did he mean? Would it involve me going over his knee? The thought made my throat dry. I hovered with my finger over the bell but then I shook my head. I wasn’t that stupid. Instead I turned for the lift and stepped into it a moment later, my heart still pounding. I would just have to tell Clare I wasn’t going to deliver any more parcels for her. She’d have to make other arrangements. It wasn’t my job anyway, it was hers.

There was no way I was coming back here because if I did, a man like that would find any excuse to get angry. And then he’d take it out on me. I knew enough about such things, there was no way I was going to be his emotional punchbag. He was bad news, I knew that. Sexy as hell, drop dead gorgeous, and oh by God, I wanted him to take me over his knee and spank me, but bad news all the same. I was never coming back here and that was final.



Read on in Daddy Dom, out now.





DADDY’S HERE - SNEAK PEEK





Isabel...

My father thinks I’m going to marry the scumbag he’s chosen.

I've got news for him. I am out of here.



Jake...

When the girl vanished, I was hired to bring her back. It was just another job.

Until I found out the real reason why she ran.



The rebellious daughter...

The plan was simple. Stay out of sight and out of reach. Then he found me.

Now I’m trapped with a brute who refuses to let me out of his sight.



The hired muscle...

If I don’t take her home, I'm a dead man. So why did I just grab her?

And why am I pushing her down onto her knees?



A standalone dark romance novel with no cliffhangers, no cheating and a guaranteed HEA.



Enjoy a sneak peek of Daddy’s Here…





PROLOGUE





“Don’t move,” he said. “Daddy’s got something for you.”

“Have you?” I asked as he slid his boxers slowly off his hips. His cock sprang free and my eyes widened at the sight of it, the size of it so much more than I’d been expecting. “Is that for me?”

It looked incredible, the head glistening in the glaring light of the dressing room. My body began to respond to the sight of it, a heat building in the pit of my stomach as my pussy tingled with desire.

“Open your mouth,” he said, his voice cold.

I did as he asked, unable to disobey his commanding tone. He took hold of the shaft as the head of his cock slid from side to side over my bottom lip, the heat of it almost too much to handle. The scent was all him and it drove me wild. I pushed my head forward onto it until I choked on his length, his shaft filling my mouth. I looked up at his face as he stared down at me, his hands grabbing my hair. He held me firmly in place, making it impossible for me to do anything but focus on his cock in my mouth.