Chapter 16
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
On Tuesday night, Chris stood in front of Kate’s duplex. The plain, minimalist style held no appeal for him, but her front yard looked like something fit for an old English cottage and made up for the house’s lack of character.
Kate opened the door, and he held out the bottle of wine to her. “Sorry I’m late.” He stepped over the threshold and wiped his boots.
She checked her watch and gave him a radiant smile. “Twelve minutes, so you know how many lashes you’ll get.” Kate turned her cheek, and he placed a kiss there.
Two days had passed since his scene with her and Yvonne, and his cock swelled when his lips touched her skin. Or was it because of her promise to whip him and the knowledge she would hold him accountable? He made sure to keep his pelvis away from her body and gave a polite, “Yes, Mistress.”
Kate laughed and ordered, “Follow me,” before turning around. Chris took a moment to adjust his shaft before he obeyed her.
Chris walked behind Kate into a surprisingly spacious living room with an open-plan kitchen where Yvonne was stirring a pot. The delicious scent of basil, garlic, and tomato hinted at an Italian meal.
“You can start the pasta now,” Kate instructed Yvonne, who nodded and used a potholder to lift a transparent lid to pour spaghetti into boiling water.
Kate turned her green eyes to Chris. “We kept the meatballs warm in the oven, and the sauce could stay on the stove for hours, but for the pasta timing is paramount.”
Chris shrugged. “I wouldn’t know. If I eat pasta, it comes from a box that says Kraft Macaroni he’d never had a committed relationship, and it would be the first time for him without protection.
The contract ended with a few clauses on privacy and confidentiality, safewords, and ability to alter the terms and legal declarations.
It looked thorough and official. The realization he was entering his first serious relationship sprang on Chris like a burglar from an ambush.
Instead of scaring him, it gave him a sense of satisfaction and belonging he hadn’t known he wanted.
Yvonne stared at the papers in front of her. Was she really doing this? Not only going into a committed relationship in Kansas City but with two dominant—gorgeous—partners. She wasn’t sure how she’d gotten this lucky.
“And now, I can’t wait to complete our contract.” Kate rose from her chair and held out her hands. “Shall we go to the bedroom?”
Chris got up and took Kate’s hand. Yvonne did the same and accepted Chris’s other hand.
For a moment, they stood in a triangle, connected by hands, before Kate leaned in to kiss Chris.
Watching them kiss while holding on to their hands was oddly erotic.
Kate broke the kiss and turned her attention to Yvonne.
Her breath hitched as she locked gazes with her beautiful Mistress.
Silently, Yvonne begged to be kissed. Kate moved close and tilted her head slightly.
Yvonne’s eyes fluttered closed, and her mouth opened when their lips connected.
Kate’s mouth was soft, and she tasted sweet, her kiss starting slowly but growing gradually more passionate.
What a wicked mouth! After Kate released her, Chris tugged Yvonne’s hand, and she and Chris shared a kiss, completing the circle.
Without wasting any time or words, they followed Kate into her bedroom.
The feminine, no-nonsense décor suited Kate perfectly.
A big bookcase lined one wall, filled to the brim, and Yvonne looked forward to examining its contents later.
She loved to read when she had the time.
A colorful quilt softened the heavy oak furniture, while potted plants on the windowsill and the dresser completed the look.
In silent agreement, they all started to shed their clothes, and Yvonne marveled at how well they were already attuned to each other.
Kate settled on the bed and patted the mattress. Chris swooped Yvonne up, and she squealed as he dumped her unceremoniously next to Kate.
Kate shared another kiss with Yvonne before she pushed Chris to his back.
His cock jutted out proudly, and Yvonne took a moment to look her fill.
Kate settled between Chris’s spread legs, and she took his stiff member all the way to the back of her throat.
Chris groaned loudly, and Yvonne sucked in a breath at Kate’s skills.