beauty standing in front of him, Cam smiled at the newfound confidence that seemed to have filled her. He’d seen her spine straighten and knew she hoped to shift the interview back to focus on the position she was applying for. Smiling to himself, he planned to make her a lot more uncomfortable very soon.
Chapter Seven
Carl watched through the two-way mirror as Cam began questioning the young woman the agency had sent for the nanny position. “She is wearing a Dark Desires uniform. Why?” He hadn’t meant for his question to sound so abrupt, hell, he’d been retired from the SEAL teams long enough he should be able to remember not everyone communicates in such an abbreviated way. When he glanced at CeCe, he saw her studying him carefully. It was if he was a puzzle to solve and even though her scrutiny shouldn’t have mattered, it did. He didn’t ask, just raised a brow at her in question. When she flushed in embarrassment at being caught staring he knew she’d been lost in thought and now he was even more curious.
She finally managed to speak, her words were halting as if she wasn’t sure she had permission to speak, he and Cam clearly had different styles of dominance. “Lara works in the club’s deli. She is one of the subs who is allowed to work at the club part-time in order to offset their membership fee.”
Carl would never be comfortable with the level of intensity Cam had maintained in his relationship with CeCe and the sooner she learned to relax in his presence the happier they would both be. “CeCe, while Cam and I are both Doms, we have different views of how that should look in private. When you and I are alone, I’ll expect you to be respectful, but I want you to speak freely. Did you have a boyfriend in college?” Even though her eyes were still a bit wary, she nodded slowly. “Okay. Absent other instructions when we are alone, I want you to treat me the way you would treat a boyfriend in that context until we know one another better. Once we get comfortable, we’ll rewrite the parameters. Understood?”
“Yes, Sir.” Carl chuckled at her automatic response and the pink that flooded her cheeks when she realized what she’d done. Good God she is beautiful, no wonder Cam is enraptured with her. And there was no question why his friend was completely over the moon with his lovely wife. Carl hadn’t seen Cam in years, but there were things about a person that never changed, and the genuine emotion in Cameron’s eyes was easy to see.
“Well, sweetness, I think perhaps this is something we’ll just agree to work on. The only time you’ll find I am absolutely unwilling to compromise will be when safety is the issue, and that applies to you and Chloe. At those times I’ll demand your immediate compliance.” Her heart shaped face paled, but she nodded, so he continued, “I’ll expect your obedience during play, but I’ll enjoy punishing you as well.” He was relieved when the flush that began over her heart spread all the way to her cheeks and the muscles in her shoulders appeared to relax.
“Now, while we watch the rest of this interview, I want you to become familiar with my touch. Your Master has given me carte blanche, but I think we’ll both feel better if you have a chance to acclimate a bit first.” With those words, Carl pulled her in front of him, her bare back against his chest so she faced the large window. He wrapped his arms loosely around her and began caressing her breasts with one hand while he kept the other splayed over her lower abdomen. The only thing keeping them from being completely skin-to-skin was the thin fabric of his shirt, and he was beginning to resent its presence. When he felt her begin to relax against him, he began pinching and pulling her nipples, alternating his attention between the two and pulling them into tight peaks. “Your breasts are very sensitive, aren’t they? Were they sensitive before you had Chloe?”
“Yes, Sir.” Her head
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