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“I’d like to play with something else.” She reached her hand over his thigh toward his cock.
Why shouldn’t they have some fun while they were driving? And she could play with him to her heart’s content.
“Girl, if you think I won’t pull this car over, bend you over the back seat and smack your ass in front of those guys in the car behind us and anyone else who drives past, then you are sadly mistaken.”
Oh, crap.
She drew her hand back fast. Then her lip dropped out. “Daddy, you’re no fun. I was just going to have a small play.”
“Uh-huh.”
“Don’t most men like that?”
“Then I’m not most men. I have precious cargo in the car that I’m not going to risk by crashing because I was distracted by your hand around my dick.”
Shoot. When he said it like that, she felt really bad.
She sniffled sadly.
“What is it? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. I just . . . I’m sorry. I’m such a hassle.”
“What the fuck are you talking about, girl?”
“Well, look at us right now. You’re having to spend hours driving us home because of me. And we have to bring along strangers because I have a stalker and some overprotective friends. And now I’m distracting you from your driving. I’m just a big old problem.”
“Right, that’s it,” he said sternly. “We’re pulling over.”
“No! No, don’t, please!”
He shot her a look. “Actually you’re right. I have a better idea.” He drew the car to the side of the road and she tensed, wondering if he was going to make good on his threat to spank her on the side of the road.
Instead, he grabbed his phone and stepped out of the car to make a call. When he got back in the car, she gave him a curious look. “Who did you call?”
“You’ll find out soon. Just sit back and rest. You probably need a nap.”
Sheesh. Him and his naps.
No matter how she pestered him for the next fifteen minutes he wouldn’t tell her where they were going. They pulled up outside a very nondescript looking building in a more industrial area of the city.
“Stay there until I come and get you.”
Immy was right. He really was a gentleman.
Unless he’d brought her here to spank her. And then he was a big old meanie-bo-beanie.
He opened the door and reached in to undo her belt before holding out his hand.
“What about the guys in the car?”
“They’ll stand guard at each entrance. I managed to book a slot so we’ll be alone inside.”
A slot doing what? All sorts of scenarios ran through her head. Was it a dungeon? Was he going to tie her to a St Andrews cross and beat her?
“Don’t stress, baby girl. You’ll like this place. Well, parts of it.”
And then he opened the door and she gaped in surprise. Because the inside wasn’t what she expected. It was light and welcoming. They stepped into an entrance area of sorts. There was a woman in front of them, standing behind a desk with a cash register. She was older, maybe in her sixties with her hair cut short and stylish. There were four doorways with signs above them.
