Lina's POV
I looked back and saw him holding a leather paddle—black, wide, the kind that left a satisfying sting.
"Where did that come from?" I breathed.
"I have my secrets." His lips brushed my lower back, soft and teasing. Then his voice dropped, turning dark. "Now that you've had your reward... it's time for your punishment. You've been a very naughty girl, Lina. Teasing your husband while he's driving. Tempting him. Making him want to pull over and f**k you right there on the side of the road."
I swallowed hard. My fingers curled into the carpet.
"I'm sorry, Daddy."
"Are you?" He tapped the paddle against my ass cheek, light, teasing. "Prove it."
I bit my lip, my heart pounding. "How?"
"Count," he said simply. "And don't you dare move."
The first strike lan
