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My face turned beat red.
Shame, arousal, embarrassment, and desire whirled within me, and I couldn’t make it stop.
Only he could, and that turned my insides to red-hot lava.
Cocking his head, he held his phone to his ear. He cleared his throat as it rang, and someone must have picked up on the other line because he sat up a bit straighter.
“Governor,” he said respectfully, and I stilled. “I need you to handle a situation for me. There’s an agent named Anthony Richardson in the FBI Special Task force. I need you to transfer him into a different unit.”
I remained silent, listening with bated breath.
“Yes. He’s taken an interest in my family, and I need that handled.”
He paused for a few seconds and nodded.
“Thank you.” He pulled the phone away from his ear, ending the call. “Now, little girl, I think it’s time for your punishment. You lied to me, didn’t you?”
“Please. I wasn’t going to turn it in. I was going to destroy it.”
“Answer the question, little girl,” he pressed, and my cheeks flamed even hotter.
“Yes daddy,” I answered.
“When I first found you in the office, you were looking for evidence against the Murphys,” he said, but it wasn’t really a question. I nodded once anyway.
“And in the time since you and I have been together, this is everything you collected?”
“Yes daddy. Everything,” I admitted, my desperation etched into every syllable that fell from my lips. “Please. Destroy it. Burn it. I wasn’t going to turn it in. I didn’t want to lose you. I chose you.”
“Let me get one thing straight, little girl. You belong to daddy. I would never let you go, no matter what brought you to me,” he declared.
My heart burned with emotion in my chest.
“You believe me, daddy?”
“Of course I do, my little girl.”
I breathed an audible sigh of relief, but the softness etched into his face hardened into a firm line.
“Now, you and I are going to deal with the fact that you’ve been lying to daddy for a very long time,” he said, his voice stern enough to make my breath catch in the back of my throat.
With a determined look, he reached up to the tie around his throat and slowly loosened it. Then he strode over to me, gently lifted my head, and wrapped his tie around my eyes, effectively blinding me to the world around me.
“You’re not going to spank me?” I asked nervously.
“No, I’m going to punish you with pleasure, naughty girl,” he answered. Fiery tingles of desire raced through my veins as my heartbeat quickened to a frantic pace. Immediately, my senses amplified as my breath stuttered.
Liam moved around the bed, the subtle rustle of fabric giving away his position. I breathed in a trace of his cologne, the faint hint of leather, and the subtle undertone of an ocean breeze. The room’s temperature seemed that much hotter, like the temperature had suddenly risen several degrees, enough to make a bead of sweat roll down from the edges of my brow. The floorboards creaked as Liam moved around me, his proximity teasing my senses.
Then, his fingertips grazed against my throat, and I jumped. I should have been afraid, but my desire quickly spiraled out of control, like a wildfire amongst dry brush.
Slowly, he teased me, dragging his fingertips over every inch of my exposed body. Frustratingly, he skillfully avoided touching my nipples and my pussy, taunting me with pleasure only just out of reach.
It was heaven.
It was torture.
Over and over again, he explored my naked flesh, taunting me with his soft touch. When he finally traced his palm over my nipple, I arched off the bed, inadvertently seeking his touch.
