Chapter 6 #2
“No buts,” he interrupted me again. “I want you to let my nephew spoil you a little since I can’t be there to do it in person right now, can you do that for me?”
“Yes, sir,” I whispered, my stomach squirming in the nice way again.
“Good boy. And no more talk of taking it out of your paycheck. You work for me. This is a business expense.”
I swallowed. “Oh, well, um, the ones he just picked out aren’t… I don’t think I could wear those to work in.”
“Is that so?” he asked, his voice like a warm purr that stroked all that heat already inside me and made me want to melt. “Maybe you can show me later, and I’ll decide.”
My heart started to pound, and I wasn’t sure if it was because the idea made me nervous or excited.
He said he liked pretty things, and Jackie had made it sound like Callum was…
was actually interested in me for more than house sitting, but even though I knew Callum was nothing at all like the horrible guys my mom always dated, it was panties just like these—well, not as nice as these, but the same kind as these—that had gotten me kicked out.
But on the other hand, if he did like them…
“Okay,” I whispered, clutching the phone tightly.
“I’ll call you tonight, sweetheart.”
“Okay,” I repeated, my brain short-circuiting a little as all sorts of wonderfully filthy fantasies flitted through it.
Jackie took the phone from me after Callum said goodbye with a wicked, wicked grin on his face. “So, that’s a yes on the pink ones, then, right, honey?”
He whisked me toward the checkout stand, not waiting for an answer, which was great, since I was feeling a little tongue-tied and fuzzy headed from all the things I was suddenly hoping might be true.
“Now, did I hear my uncle actually try to claim these as a business expense?” Jackie asked as the salesgirl rang them up. “Because no. You’re not going to be able to work for him now.”
“I… what?” I asked, my heart pounding all over again, but this time, not in a good way.
“Remember what I said earlier this morning, Dash?” Jackie took the bag from the salesgirl and then took my arm, steering me out of the store and straight toward a little cafe. “You’re clearly just as into Uncle Cal as he is into you, so we need to make sure you can actually give proper consent.”
“What does that mean?”
He ordered us some drinks, getting me a super chocolatey one with a mountain of whipped cream and caramel on top, then sat us at a table, the bags from today spread out all around us.
“If you want to model those cute little pink panties for my uncle, you have to know that it doesn’t matter whether he likes them or not. ”
“But it does matter. It matters to me,” I admitted, blushing hard.
“Okay, but you need a place you know you can go if he doesn’t like them.”
“You don’t think he’ll like them?” I asked anxiously, nerves twisting me up inside.
“I do,” Jackie said with his evil grin. “But he’s giving you a place to stay and a job, so if he didn’t like them—breathe, he will, but just pretend for a moment—or, like, think about if he wanted you to do something you didn’t feel like doing, like, uh, choke on his cock when you’d rather be sleeping—”
I squirmed hard, my dick pressing against my pants. I couldn’t imagine ever wanting to sleep if Callum actually would let me do things like that instead.
Jackie laughed. “Okay, we’re definitely going to be friends, Dash, whether things work out with my uncle and you or not. But listen, this part is serious. Say something like that happened and you didn’t have any place to go, what would you do?”
Oh, I knew the answer to that one, because I’d already done it. When my mom’s boyfriend had found out about the panties, I’d run. I didn’t miss either of them, but if I had to run from Callum…
Well, I wouldn’t.
I wanted to stay with him for as long as he’d let me, no matter what I had to do—
“Oh.” I blinked. “You don’t want me to stay with him and do sex stuff he likes just because it means having a place to stay.”
“Exactly, which is why you’re going to move in with me.”
I blinked. “But—”
“No buts,” he said, sounding a lot like his uncle as he held up a hand to stop me from arguing. “While Cal is out of town, we’ll get you moved into my spare room and find you a job that has nothing to do with him, plus make sure you’ve got your safewords picked out and know how to use them.”
All that in just a few days? He really was a whirlwind.
I took a drink of frozen caffeinated chocolatey goodness, feeling a little overwhelmed. “So, I can’t house sit anymore?”
Jackie grinned again. “You can totally house sit, but you’ll be doing it as a favor, not a job.
And when he gets back, if you want to stay and do more than house sit—” he waggled his eyebrows, making me blush again, “—you totally can, but if you ever don’t want to stay, you’ll have somewhere to go that you won’t have to rely on him for. ”
“So, I’ll be relying on you, instead?”
“No,” he said, turning serious. “We’ll draw up a lease. We’ll make sure you’re taken care of. I told him I’d sort everything out, and I will. I’ll clear the path for consent, and then whatever you two both decide you want, you should go for.”
A tingling shiver went through me, making me squirm again.
I still wasn’t sure I understood what Jackie was making such a fuss about when all I wanted to do was say yes to anything Callum wanted me for, but the whole idea that this was really happening, or at least, really might be happening, was so exciting I could hardly sit still.
And maybe I did understand a little bit, because not having any options at all or any clue how to take care of myself after I’d left Mom’s boyfriend’s place had been kind of horrible, and even though I’d said no to plenty of guys during the days I was living on the streets, I knew…
I knew that if Callum hadn’t found me, I might eventually have said yes, even though I didn’t really want to.
And Jackie was trying to protect me from ever feeling that way again.
“Okay,” I said, feeling a little choked up that he would be so nice, even if he was mostly doing it because he wanted his uncle to be happy. And if I could really be the one who made Callum happy—
“You really think he wants me like that?” I asked a little breathlessly.
The evil grin came back out. “Oh honey, I really think he does.” But then he dropped the smile and leaned in. “But listen, you seem a little… inexperienced, so if you’ve got questions, are aren’t sure—”
“I’m sure,” I cut in quickly, straightening up. “I mean, you’re right. I’m… I’m inexperienced, but I know what I want. I’ve known forever. And I know how Callum makes me feel. I just never thought I could actually have all that.”
“All what?” Jackie asked, his smirk back. “A hot older guy who will want to hold you down and fuck you in those little panties, then tell you how good you are for Daddy when you come on his cock?”
My eyes went wide, my breath hitching in my throat and my dick suddenly so hard it actually hurt a little. How did Jackie know?
He laughed, even though I hadn’t said anything. “See? You’re perfect for him. Now let’s go handle all the boring details so you can rock my uncle’s world when he gets back from his trip.”
He grabbed all our stuff and swept out of the cafe, and I scrambled up to follow him.
But not before I pinched myself, just one more time, to make sure this wasn’t all a dream after all.