“Okay.”
“You give me a tit-for-tat, anything-goes marker of my own to cash in at some future point.Totalfreebie,nothingoff the table. WheneverIwant to cash it in.”
“Meaning?”
“Meaning Alpha Declan gets to be in charge. I can cash it in whenever I want, and you’ll agree to my terms.”
Fear trills through me. “Meaning I bottom to you?”
He nods. “Meaningyoubottom tome. Or whatever else I want to do. Without flipping me back into boy mode untilI’mready to be there. Fair’s fair, right?”
I sit there for a moment, my mind spinning through the possibilities, the pro-cons—all of it.
Finally, I nod, because I trust my boy. “Okay. Tit-for-tat freebie when you ask for it.”
He knows I’ll do it, too, because he knows I’m no welch.
I’m not sure I like his grim smile, though. “Good.” He unfastens his seat belt. “Let’s get inside and take care of our boy, Casey.”
I shiver as he gets out. There was something so dark and deep in his tone that it’s got me wet.
That boyisgetting himself a blowjob later. Fromme.
