I change the subject to think about something else.
“I’ve got to ask you something,” I tell Jasmine.
“What?”
“How long have you thought of me as Daddy Matt?”
Her cheeks turn pink. “What?”
“Last night when I slid my cock in you, you called me Daddy Matt.”
“I called you Matt,” she insists, but when I grin at her, she tilts her head to the side in question.
“You were too far gone in orgasm land to realize you said it, but you definitely called me Daddy Matt.”
She slaps a hand over her mouth. “Oh my gosh.”
“I didn’t hate it,” I smirk, and she ducks her head to laugh.
“Wait,” she freezes. “Did we use spermicide?”
Much to my chagrin, I did fill up the syringe last night and fill her pussy with swimmer killer before I sank into her tight little hole.
“Yeah, you were pretty blissed out, so I don’t think it registered for you,” I inform her. “For the record, I love making you so delirious with pleasure that you didn’t even realize you called me Daddy Matt. You’re welcome to call me that anytime.”
“Um, okay,” she gives me a lopsided grin.
An old-fashioned ringtone blares, and I go on high alert.
“Burner phone,” Jasmine and I say at the same time, and she scrambles to get it.
“Little Women,” a voice akin to Darth Vader says.
“Creepy,” Jasmine mouths.
“Yes, sir. I mean, Merrit.” I say, sitting up to hold the phone in one hand and Simon in the other. He nuzzles against me, clearly happy that tummy time was interrupted.
“I’ll get to it. The email for jlockwood was hacked by Kevin Blackwell.”
Jasmine’s face pales and she sits down next to me.
“Who is that?” I ask.
Jasmine blinks a few times like she’s regaining her focus. “Titan was started by Walter Crane and MichaelBlackwell, two guys who are now in their 60’s. Kevin is Mr. Blackwell’s son.”
“He works at Titan Securities,”Merrit confirms.
“Yeah, he works in the finance department. He was my boss,” Jasmine reveals.
“He’s stealing money from his dad’s company, that’s for damn sure,” Merrit’s Darth Vader voice states. “I’ve got the electronic trail of Kevin spoofing Jlockwood’s account so it would show up as Jlockwood stealing and committing corporate espionage.”
“Thank you so much,” I chime in, because Jasmine’s mouth is hanging on the floor.
“I’ll need a $40,000 money wire sent to Merrit Cyber Crime Investigation LLC. I’ll send the evidence to your email address.”
“Sure,” I agree. I don’t bat an eye, because there’s no limit to how much I’d pay for Jasmine to be free. “I’ll send it today.”
“I’m in a contract with Titan Securities to show them my findings for how they can tighten up their security. When I give them this evidence, Kevin will be arrested. I bet whoever Jlockwood is will be cleared of charges.”