Page 16 of Radical Daddy

“Hiding, Babygirl?”

“Do you know me as the kind of woman prone to hiding?”

“No, but the little subbie is.”

Desire flared in her stomach as his eyes moved over her. He stepped closer until only a couple of inches separated them. One hand lifted, his finger brushing against the side of her breast. Her nipple instantly hardened as his finger traced lower, pushing aside the shirt and exposing the creamy flesh to his scorching gaze.

The moment he reached her waistband, Sera tensed. The din of the guests filtered through from outside. What the devil was she thinking? Ready to do the horizontal tango with her fake fiancé in the middle of a cookout, where anyone could walk in on them?

With a yelp, she jumped back and grabbed the first thing her hand landed on—a hay fork. She waved it around with a threatening flourish.

“Oh, no, you don’t,” she warned. “Daddy or not, you’re not going all Dom on me in the middle of a cookout.” She pointed the fork at the door. “That little pow-wow out there? That’s not on, do you hear me, Tanner Wilde? You do not tell me when to act submissive or not.”

Tanner quirked an eyebrow and his lips twitched, his amusement triggering a low growl of annoyance from her.

“What are you planning to do with that, little one?”

“Who knows,” she snapped as she poked it threateningly close to his crotch. “Perhaps I should spike your nuts on it and barbecue them. Maybe then you’ll realize I’m not a meek little subbie you can order about whenever it suits you. Correct me if I’m wrong, but wasn’t it you who said you’ll go all Daddy Dom on me only when we’re alone?”

His hand snaked out, curling around her wrist. He tugged, and Sera yelped, her feet losing contact with the ground as he swung her against him.

“What the fuck, Tanner!” she exclaimed and promptly threw the fork down as the sharp point scraped by his cheek within inches.

“You’re acting like a brat, little girl. Do you honestly think I will just stand by while you threaten to serve my nuts as canapes?”

“Well, you should have thought about that before you got all Daddy Dom on me out there in full view of the entire community!”

The fire in her response had dwindled somewhat since she was struggling to keep her composure. His hard, muscled physique pressed so intimately against hers catapulted her libido into overdrive. It was becoming exceedingly difficult to remain distant when all she wanted was him to kiss her properly, then throw her down on the hay and fuck her into kingdom come!

“Hmm, I had hoped you would pay attention to how Sage responds to Kaden.” His fingers splayed around her throat. “Many a little subbie has conquered their dominant daddies with nibbles of sugar rather than vinegar. You should try it, Babygirl. Who knows what kind of pleasures you might invite with the right attitude?”

His fingers tightened around her throat, the pressure light but firm enough to have her swallowing heavily. Her lips parted, her eyes closing as he pressed a light kiss against her mouth.

“What would I gain with the right attitude, Sir?”

“Perhaps if you address me in the right manner, I might enlighten you,” he growled against her lips.

“Daddy,” she whispered, desperate to taste the full hunger and demand of his powerful dominance.

“Hmm, now that’s much better, little one.”

“Show me what I gained, Daddy,” she moaned as his tongue flicked over the pulpy fullness of her bottom lip. “Kiss me. A proper Daddy kiss.”

He smiled as he nipped her lip sharply. “Is that a way to ask me for what you want, little girl? Hmm?”

Sera moaned, the slight bite of pain sending a zing straight to her clit. “You’re such a bully, Tanner Wilde,” she huffed, her voice thick and raspy.

“Since you’re still not correcting your mistake but rather exacerbating it, I would assume that you like my kind of bullying, Babygirl.”

She whimpered, her hands lifting to wrap around his neck, but he caught them mid-air, shaking his head.

“Ask for what you want. Politely and in the correct manner.”

Sera gritted her teeth, her eyes narrowing as she looked at him in a direct challenge. “What if I don’t want to?”

The flare of desire that flashed in his dark eyes triggered a shiver of awareness. Sera gasped as she belatedly realized that her Daddy had a penchant for brats.

Shit! I played right into his hands!

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