CHAPTER 51
Poppy
On the eighth day of Christmas, Santa gave to me- Eight licks of candy cane.
Daddy didn't take me home.
The car turned the wrong way three blocks from the club. I noticed immediately but I was still too busy being furious and also still shaking slightly from the orgasm I had in front of a corridor full of people. Would people assume I had called Simon, Daddy instead? God I hoped so.
I had refused to take off the dress though, a thrill shooting through me. Would he punish me?
The car descended into an underground parking garage. When it stopped Sebastian got out and opened my door.
"Dress, Poppy," he glared daggers at the dress, dragging his intense eyes up to mine.
"But Daddy-"
"No f*****g buts, get it off. Now."
The parking lot was empty and dim with just Da
