“What are you going to name it?”
I had no clue. I never had a pet. Naming things was never an option.
“Butters?” It meowed, so I guess it was going to get that name.
“The litter box is by the front door. Well, there are two. One will go upstairs, one down here.”
I nodded, already having a plan on where to put them.
“She needs beds. And toys.” What else did cats need?
“Already ordered and will be here tomorrow.” Sir was amused, but let me say the thoughts out anyway. He even brushed some hair from my face, tucking it behind my ear. “And there’s cat food and her dishes.”
I nodded, letting the kitty go, and she jumped down to start exploring. I was tempted to kneel down with her but thought better of it.
“Thank you.” I couldn’t stop saying it. The cat was one of the best things ever.
“You’re very welcome, boy. You know I’ll do just about anything to make you happy.”
“I think….I am happy. Or I can be. With you, I mean.” I kept my eyes on the cat as she slowly sniffed around the carpet.
“I want you to be happy, Dakota.”
“But,” I wet my lips, glancing at Sir for a moment before going back to the cat. “What do you want from me? How can I serve you?”
“We’ve gone over this, and you don’t need to do anything you don’t want to do here.”
I sighed. That wasn’t what I was after. Turning on the couch so I could face him better, my eyes still didn’t quite reach his face as I put my thoughts into words that hopefully made sense.
“I want to serve you. To take care of you. You mean a lot to me, Sir. I may not be the smartest and prettiest or…whatever. But I want to take care of you.” And I wanted him to take care of me, too, if it were possible.
“First off,” Sir began, pushing my chin up so he could see my eyes. “You are smart and prettier than pretty. You are very attractive in many ways.” He let the words sink in for a moment, and when they did, my cheeks deepened in a red hue. “I would be thrilled if you want to care for me, but there must be limits. You are not a slave. You are a human being who has things that you won’t like to do.”
“But I am a slave.” Wasn’t I? I didn’t exactly feel like one the last few weeks. Not when Sir was taking care of me.
“I don’t think you believe those words you just spoke.” He lifted a brow. I shook my head slightly. “Didn’t think so. So, you can be my boy. A person who wants to serve his Sir in ways we both agree on.”
“No…thing in me? Or punishments? Or making me do things I don’t want to do?” Right?
“Correct. No pain. No hurting on purpose. If we upset one another, we’ll take a time out and then talk about it when we are cooled down. Like humans. And definitely no sex.”
“What if….” My eyes shifted, trying not to look at him as my cheeks grew warm again. “I want…to do things. With you?”
“Only if we both want to. It’s not a one-way street. We both have to be on the same page.”
I nodded.
Since the talk about him never being with a man in a certain way, I was a little curious about how that would feel. Of course, part of my body would have to work to do too much. But I wasn’t in a rush. If Sir was for sure keeping me, we had all the time in the world now.
“What is the most important thing,” Sir said after a few more minutes when it didn’t seem like I had anything else to say. “Is what’s in here.” He placed a hand over where my heart was beating in my chest. His palm was warm through the shirt. “What you want needs to pass this test. If it doesn’t feel like it’s right, then don’t do it. Let your heart show you the way to things you not only want but things to try.”
“It wants you.” The words were out before I caught them. Still, they were as accurate as anythingelse I’ve ever spoken about. “It beats for you, Sir. You own me.”
“Dakota,” he sighed. I could see his thoughts going a million miles a minute.
“Not because you bought me,” I cut him off before he could tell me I was crazy. Pushing his hand away, I all but crawled into his lap, straddling his legs. “My heart wants you. My soul wants you. I want you, Sir. I…care for you.”
“Okay.” This time, it was Sir’s only word he could speak; his hands were on my hips, not pushing or pulling me and just resting there.
