Page 200 of The Daddy P.I. Casefiles: The Second Collection
Saturday, check, Master Theo. Looking forward to it.
He sends me back a frowning emoji and a clapping hand, which makes me laugh.
As I’m dressing, I wonder if I should take sex off the table for the scene with Theo. He usually fucks me, if not during the scene, then for aftercare. I’ve never worried about having sex with more than one Blunts Dom, but they all know the deal. Mac doesn’t. On the other hand, I haven’tearnedsex privileges with Mac yet. Will he care if I have sex with someone else? Nothing he said at lunch or during our phone date last night suggested he’s looking for exclusivity.
And does it matter to me if it bothers him? It’s my damn body.
I chew it over while I wrap my dreads up into a big, messy bun and secure them with silver, skull clips that Nicky gave me for Christmas.
Despite what some of the Blunts Doms think, I try not to be an asshole. I avoid drama. I stay away from the subbie cliques because I don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings. Okay, except maybe Briar’s. She can piss me off just by being in the same room. I’ll admit that I’ve goaded Ten into fucking with her more than once. But Briar aside, I stay out of the inevitable schoolyard bullshit. I don’t play stupid games with the Doms, either. It’s living dangerously anyway, because the stricter tops like Ten and Javier will use it as an excuse for punishment, but I never double-book scenes or try to entice a top by offering something I know they want to someone else.
Having sex with Theo while I’m trying to earn sex privileges from Mac feels like an asshole thing to do. It’s hard for me to articulate why, even in my own head. I try to recognize when I’m buying into the misogynistic crap society’s fed me about female sexuality. This doesn’t feel like that, but it could be. I might need a reality check. While I’m pulling on my third favorite leather pants, and writing myself a reminder to do dry-cleaning, I text Emily.
You free to talk?
It’s a little after eight, and Logan’s an early riser, but Emily doesn’t always get up with him.
Instead of texting me back, she calls.
“I’m always free for you,” she says.
“I bet your daddy wouldn’t agree with that. Anyway, I’m having a dilemma. Is it being an asshole if I have sex with Theo on Saturday after doing a scene with Mac tonight?”
Emily hums. “Do you want the politically correct answer or my answer?”
“Both.”
“The politically correct answer is no, because you’re a grown-bottomed woman who is free to share her body with anyone she wants.”
I’m glad I’ve finished my coffee, because I’d have spewed it. “Grown bottomed?”
“I’m not allowed to say the a-word and Daddy can hear me slip up even if he’s in a different zip code.”
I can almost hear Emily rolling her eyes in chagrin, which makes me chuckle.
“Dom hearing,” I commiserate, as I flip through the shirts hanging in my closet until I find the black Henley that cuts in at my waist and makes me look like I have a figure. It’s fine for work but unbutton a few buttons and I have cleavage as well as a waist. “Well, Iama grown-assed woman, and Icanshare my body with anyone I want.”
“Then why is it a dilemma?”
“Because I’ve spent too much time with you and now I have this little Emily Voice pecking away in the back of my head telling me it’s an asshole thing to do.”
She giggles. “Can I tell Daddy that? That you have an Emily Voice?”
“No. What’s your answer?”
“My answer is that I don’t think it’s a good idea. I mean, what if you have feelings for Mac after the scene? Do you want to be intimate with someone else if you’re developing feelings for Mac?”
“I had feelings for Ten for a year and for Rob nearly as long and I had sex with practically every other Blunts Dom during those times,” I point out, pulling on socks and boots.
“Kinda what I’m saying.”
“Don’t be mean to me. I’m having a crisis.”
“Sorry,” Emily says, although she doesn’t sound sorry at all. Snarky little. “I haven’t ever been in your shoes, Bren, but I’m just thinking of how Daddy would have felt if I had sex with another Dom after we’d done our first scene but before we slepttogether. I think he’d have been really upset. Do you want me to ask him?”
“Hell to the no.”
“Daddy wouldn’t say anything to Master Mac if I ask him not to.”
