I leaned over the counter a little. “Thank you for helping me pick everything,” I told her. “You were amazing.”
“Come back anytime. Seriously. Please.”
* * *
We were only driving for a few minutes before something felt… different.
Greyson had gone quiet.
Not his normal quiet—the focused kind.
His fingers tapped lightly against the steering wheel once, then he turned the car off the main road.
I glanced out the window.
We were pulling into a small empty lot beside a row of trees.
The car rolled to a stop.
Greyson put it in park.
The engine ticked softly as it cooled.
Then he looked at me.
“Strip.”
“Here?” I asked, half-laughing, half-squirming in the passenger seat.
Greyson’s gaze didn’t waver. “Yes. Get out of the car and strip.”
I swallowed, looking around at the desolate area around us. “But what if someone sees?”
“No one can see us from the road, and there’s nothing around. Now get out and strip down to that pretty new lingerie I paid for.”
That predatory gleam in Grey’s eyes made my heart race.
“Daddy…”
“Shh… Do what I say, baby boy. You know Daddy needs to be rough with his spoiled little princess sometimes. Don’t you want to play?”
I could feel myself start to plump up at the dramatic tone shift. “You want to play kidnapping?” I asked, my voice breathy and light.
Daddy was so fucking sexy.
Did it say something about me that I loved being fake kidnapped by the man who had actually once kidnapped me? I mean, sure, but we all already knew I was a freak.
“I do, princess, so get out of the car unless you want me to pull you out kicking and screaming,” he answered lowly, a slight growl to his voice.
I scrambled out of the car into the empty, secluded lot. Daddy was probably right about no one seeing us back here, but still, the risk of exposure sent a thrill through me.
Grey stepped out from the driver’s seat and leaned against the car door, fixing me with a cool gaze.
My hands shook slightly from the excitement as I worked on pulling my clothes and shoes off one by one. When my skirt fell to the dirty asphalt, Daddy stepped closer, smirking at the little wet spot forming on my new panties. I shifted from foot to foot, growing more needy by the second.
I watched closely as he reached back into the car and pulled out a roll of duct tape from the glove compartment.
Oh, fuck yesss!
