McKenzie, Cooper - His Beck and Call Girl [Club Esoteria 6] (Siren Publishing Allure) Read Online Free PDF

back from her face in a braid that trailed over one shoulder to just brush her breast. She was pretty, and looked as innocent as Sinclair felt.
    After meeting her eyes for a few seconds, the other woman turned and whispered into her Master’s ear. He glanced at Sinclair and then nodded. “Jackson, my little mouse was wondering if it would be all right if she and Gentry showed Sinclair around. They can answer any questions she has and try to keep her out of trouble.”
    Jackson turned her head so she looked deep into his eyes. “That okay with you, sunshine? I’ll be at the bar in case anything happens.”
    “But I thought you were going to answer my questions?”
    “I will, but for the first hour or so after opening I’ll be up to my ass in alligators. Once things settle down you’ll be able to ask all the questions you want,” he said as he ran a hand up her arm and over her shoulder to slide around to the back of her skull. “And later on we’ll go upstairs and see about easing that tension of yours and expanding both our horizons a little further.”
    Sinclair blinked before nodding. “Yes, Sir.”
    “Be careful, Jackson. Don’t want anyone to think you’ve gone soft for a sub,” Taurus said, causing everyone else to chuckle at what sounded like an inside joke.
    Sinclair didn’t get it, but didn’t ask to be let in on what was funny. She just added it to her list of questions to be asked later in the evening.
    Jackson patted one ass cheek as he shifted beneath her. “Up sunshine. I’ve got to go to work.”
    She climbed from his lap and watched as the other submissive woman did the same. Once the three dominants walked away, the three submissives stood in the space between the chairs and formed a smaller triangle.
    “I’m Gentry Michaels, and this is Whitney Elliott.” The golden man introduced himself and the black-haired woman.
    “Sinclair Malone, but you already knew that,” she said. She felt out of her depth with these people who could tell just by looking at her that she was a fraud.
    While good sense poked at her to not get too involved with these people she might never see again, she wondered if they could shine any light on the deep, dark mystery that was Jackson Matthews.

Chapter 5

    Though his hands were busy filling drink orders, Jackson kept close track of Sinclair. He wasn’t worried that she’d leave without a word. He was nervous that what she saw tonight might overwhelm her. Thankfully, Whitney and Gentry never left her side as their dominants attended to the business of opening the club for the evening.
    Once the crowd asking for drinks thinned and he could breathe again, Jackson looked for his woman, but didn’t see her.
    “Taurus, you see our girls?” he asked, trying to sound casual. When his boss smirked at him, he knew he’d failed miserably.
    His gut began to knot as Taurus scanned the room.
    After turning a complete circle with the negative results Taurus said, “They’re probably in the restroom. So what’s her story? You’ve never talked about any woman before, not even your ex. She someone new?”
    Jackson found himself shaking his head. “Been seeing her about six months, but with my schedule…” Jackson shrugged as if that explained everything.
    “That’s a hell of a sorry excuse,” Jenna interrupted as she slipped onto a barstool.
    “Pardon me?” Jackson filled a glass with ginger ale and set it on a napkin before the Domme.
    “You heard me. If you love that girl, you need to tell her. If not, you need to let her go so she can find love elsewhere,” Jenna said then looked over her shoulder and met Gentry’s eyes.
    Immediately her slave/mate rose and crossed the room, stopping and dropping his head when he reached her side. “Yes, Mistress?”
    “Where are Sinclair and Whitney?”
    Gentry looked toward the back of the room then nodded in that direction. “They went to the ladies,” he said.
    Jackson looked to the short hallway that led to the