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Frank cuts in, offering another solution, “Why don’t you let Ivy help you? Bring her into the office, and you two can plan the festival together? That way, you’ll still be together, and you won’t feel guilty for leaving her alone all day.”
I clap my hands together. “Now,thatis a good idea. I can’t wait to see your office and what you do all day. Now, we’ll never have to be apart!”
Leo’s lips tighten, and I can see he’s trying to bite back an objection … because what can he really say? His dad’s solution is sort of perfect.
“Problem solved,” he says through clenched teeth as he flashes me a look that says,Just wait until we get home.
“Now, when we’re at work, would you prefer I call you Boss Daddy, or should I just stick to Daddy?”
CHAPTER TEN
Leo
“Put me down!” Ivy screams as she beats her fists on my back.
The drive home was torturous, and it took every ounce of strength I had to keep my attention on the road. To not pull over and play out any of the punishments that readily came to mind.
Jesus Christ, I’ve never been so equally aroused and irritated. Never thirsted so badly for someone I couldn’t have.
I’ve suppressed that side of myself with surprising ease for the last decade, and all it takes is for this bratty bombshell to waltz in and start tearing down walls and fucking everything up. It’s like she holds my weakness in the palm of her hand, and I’ve never been more terrified in my life. Because as much as I fight it, I’m not sure who’s in control right now—me or her.
“Someone needs to teach you a lesson on how to behave.” I slap her on the ass, and she lets out a little yelp. Her tiny yellow sundress is so thin that I can feel the heat of her skin, and it pisses me off that much more.
I hate that I’m so attracted to her, hate that she has this much control over me, hate how badly I want to play with her …
I don’t know who I’m more pissed off at—Ivy for deliberately trying to embarrass me in front of my family or myself for losing control.
I grit my teeth as I climb the steps to the front porch and swing open the heavy front door with a loud thud. It’s been a long time since I’ve let this side of myself see the light of day, but when I look at Ivy with her wild, long hair and that playful fucking smirk on her face, it’s like the other piece of my soul’s been woken up. And I don’t know what to do about it.
My hands itch to spank her, to do unspeakable things to her, things I have no business even entertaining … and yet I can’t stop them from filling my mind. It’s like a faucet’s been turned on, and it feels so good that I don’t know if I’m strong enough to turn it back off. Or if I even want to for that matter.
I can still taste her, still see the way her cheeks flushed and the way her pretty amber eyes hooded, the way her pouty lips parted as she gasped as I brought her right to the edge of release. Fuck, her pussy was so wet for me, so eager, the way she spread her thighs and welcomed me in. I nearly blew a load in my pants right there, just from feeling the way her body responded to my touch. Oh, the fun I could have with her …
A sharp punch to my kidney snaps me out of my daydream, and I charge through the living room, down the hall, until I reach her bedroom, where I drop her on the mess of tangled sheets and pillows.
“Let’s get one thing straight; all these little games you’re playing end right now.”
She lands on the bed and bounces with a squeak, and the little brat has the audacity to grin at me. She fucking grins like she’s proud of herself, and I realize that I am once again giving her the exact reaction she’s been begging for.
She bats her eyelashes innocently. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I was trying to help you. Your brother saw right through you, and you froze.”
She sits up on her knees, and I take a step closer, meeting her challenge.
“Is that so? Tell me how calling me Daddy in front of my entire familyhelpsme?”
She crosses her arms over her chest and rolls her eyes. “I was giving them abelievablereason that you’d keep your relationship a secret. And you know what? They bought it without asking another question. So, tell me, what does that say aboutyou, Leo Kingsley?”
I clench my teeth so hard that my jaw twitches as I stare down at this feisty, infuriating woman. As much as it pains me, I know she’s right. The moment the words left her mouth, I saw understanding spread across Jett’s face. It does make sense, but that doesn’t mean I have to like it. Maybe she did do me a favor, made our lie a little more believable, but she didn’t have to go as far as calling me Daddy. She didn’t have to bethathonest.
Fuck, I guess that’s what I get for reacting so strongly. I’ve given her all the fuel she needs to drive me insane, and judging by the proud smirk she’s wearing, I know I’ve got my work cut out for me if I want any semblance of control back.
I take a step toward her, closing the space between us. “So, this is what you want, is it?” I wipe my finger along her full lips as I stare down into those warm sunshine eyes. “To drive me crazy, push all my buttons until I’m so pissed that I lose control? You want me to punish you, don’t you, baby girl?”
She sucks in the faintest little gasp, but her eyes light up with excitement.
I move closer, tilting her jaw up so that her eyes meet mine. Towering over her like this—that yellow sundress riding up over her ass, her bare tan legs tucked beneath her, her wild, wavy hairfalling over her sun-kissed shoulders, and those fucking eyes staring up at me like she’s daring me to pounce, it’s all too much to take. Fuck, I’ve got to get ahold of myself.
“I should punish you. I should bend you over my knee and spank your pretty little ass for that stunt you pulled tonight …”
