A Very Furry Christmas
Chapter Seventeen

Caitlin had taken a few days to herself, telling Jason she needed the time and space to make a decision about what she wanted to do. He'd agreed, and true to his word hadn't tried to pressure her by calling or texting. Although she'd believed the sex would no doubt cloud her judgement on the subject, she was missing hearing his voice and feeling his arms around her. Indications which would ordinarily suggest she was falling for him, but she didn't think she could fully give her heart over to him when it would involve also giving him complete control over her body.

Those years in care had taught her to look after herself, never completely secure in her temporary accommodations. That's all they'd really been. Some of her foster parents had been all right, done whatever was required of them at the time but she hadn't formed any real bonds with any of them. Unfortunately, she'd also spent time with families who'd rather not have had her imposed upon them and let her know when she'd outstayed her welcome.

She hadn't been a particularly difficult child but like most in care, she'd had issues and emotions she hadn't fully understood or expressed. As a result, she'd matured early, become independent as soon as she was able and had been living on her own since those teenage years. Handing over control, for no matter how short a time, wasn't something she was particularly comfortable doing.

Yet the time she'd spent with Jason so far had shown her she could trust him.

So, there'd been a hiccup over 'Lydia', but she didn't feel as though she'd any right to chastise him over that again when he'd told her that was over. He'd never been Caitlin's to start with. During their last dalliance before she'd gone to work, he'd promised her there would be no others for as long as he was with her, if that's what she chose and she believed him. It came at his suggestion, but it would've been her first condition if she agreed to a relationship with him. He seemed to know what she needed from him.

Today was her day off and she'd spent it with a bottle of wine and a trawl through the internet. Some searches she wished she hadn't seen but a lot of information about what Jason was into which managed to intrigue her. He'd told her she wouldn't have to do anything she didn't want to and that they'd have safe words for him to stop if it ever became too much for her. It wasn't as though they hadn't already experimented a little outside of her norm already and she'd survived. In fact, that had been some of the best sex of her life. Tying her up, spanking her backside had turned her on and there was a part of her interested to replace out what other pleasures could be found with Jason at the helm.

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Jason was itching to pick up the phone and call Caitlin. On the verge of telling her he just wanted to see her, hold her, fuck her. He didn't care how. These last few days without her had been torture. The team didn't even have a match coming up where he could take out his frustration on their rivals with a few body checks and fist fights.

So here he was, sitting alone in his apartment, his playroom gathering dust while he waited for Caitlin to make up her mind about whether or not she wanted a relationship with him. How times had changed. The doorbell buzzed and provided some distraction from his self-pity. He padded barefoot to answer the door hoping it wasn't some ardent fan who'd tracked down his address and expected him to be jovial. When he opened the door and saw the familiar team colors he groaned.

"Well, that wasn't exactly the response I was hoping for." Caitlin's voice drew his attention away from the team jersey to her face. The relief to see her standing there was overwhelming it was all he could do not to throw his arms around her and hug her to death.

"Caitlin! I wasn't expecting to see you tonight." He took in the sight of her standing there, apparently wearing only the team jersey and holding a bottle of wine in her hand.

"Thought I'd surprise you," she said with a grin and spun around so he could see she'd got his name and team number printed on the back of the shirt.

Along with the laugh it brought from him, the gesture also made him realize how hard he was falling for her. It hadn't even dawned on him at first to query the reason she'd come here tonight. He was simply glad to see her. "Come in. Come in."

She walked in past him, giving him a good look at her sexy slender legs as she did so. He hoped this was all a positive indicator of her final decision but was cautious not to get carried away too soon in case this was her way of letting him down gently. It was a sign of how deep he was in already when he was the one afraid of being dumped. His dominant role was seriously under threat when this gorgeous woman was all that mattered to him anymore.

"I hope I haven't interrupted anything," she said, glancing at his half-dressed appearance and the opened can of lager sitting on the table. A reference perhaps to his ill-fated evening with Lydia but there was no way he was going back there again. If Caitlin couldn't bring herself to experiment a little with him, he wasn't sure where that left him. It would be a long time, if ever, he'd replace someone like her again.

"Not at all. I was just vegging out in front of the TV. What about you? Did you have plans for tonight?" He didn't want to think of her going anywhere else wearing that outfit or showing those legs off to any other men. The sooner she was officially his the better so he could lay down some ground rules.

"I thought it was pretty obvious what I had in mind for tonight." After setting the bottle of wine on the coffee table, she stretched up, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.

Jason's mind was whirling as she clung to him, teasing his bottom lip with her tongue before securing his mouth with hers. If she was here to take things to the next level it was the best Christmas present anyone had ever given him. His head was already full of ideas and scenarios to introduce Caitlin to this new way of life. All of them included her being naked.

"Does this mean you're on board?" He broke off the kiss, desperate to know once and for all to put his mind at rest. There'd been too many sleepless nights already imagining how much his life would change depending on the path she chose. She paused for a moment. "I'm willing to try, at least. I thought perhaps a trial run to test things out and see if it's really for me."

At least she'd taken the time to consider things properly, not rushing into a decision one of them might come to regret.

"No pressure on me then to make it the night of your life?" One wrong move and he could possibly lose her forever. It was just as well this one area of his life he was extremely confident he'd come out on top. Jason was going to take her places she'd never been before until she was begging him to take her into his playroom on a regular basis.

"Absolutely none," she said with a grin. "As long as we get to have fun sometimes the normal way too."

"Of course. I think you already know I enjoy both the normal and abnormal in my sexual repertoire." It was his turn to tease her when the sex between them had been anything but ordinary so far. Caitlin seemed to enjoy switching things up as much as he did in the bedroom, up against a wall or in an office. With her predilection too, they had a lot of places to go and plenty to play with.