Chapter 26
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
She woke as content and warm as a kitten in a heap with its siblings. She lay cuddled against Chris’s chest with Kate pressed at her back, a slender arm slung over Yvonne’s waist. When she opened her eyes, Chris was awake and watching her.
“Good morning, angel. Sleep well?”
Yvonne yawned and jiggled her head. “Very.”
Kate stirred behind her. “I’ll bet you did. You seemed extremely tired yesterday.”
Yvonne nodded. “I was, but I feel well rested now.”
“All right.” Kate pressed a kiss to Yvonne’s temple and leaned over her to peck Chris on the lips.
“Why don’t you take a shower while I make breakfast?
” She winked, and Yvonne’s body tingled with anticipation.
She enjoyed morning sex; morning shower sex followed by a breakfast someone else cooked? Absolute heaven!
Kate climbed out of the bed, and Yvonne rolled to her back to stretch like a lazy cat and watch Kate pulling on a comfortable camisole and panty set. Kate looked sexy whatever she wore, or didn’t. Yvonne realized she was smitten with the other woman. She might not be so straight after all.
Kate noticed her lingering glance and paused. “If you keep looking at me like that, I’ll strip and climb back in bed. Don’t you have a catering job in a few hours?”
Yvonne shot upright, and Chris chuckled beside her. He held out a hand and pulled her with him as he rose from the bed. They followed Kate out of the bedroom and turned to the bathroom as Kate headed to the kitchen.
“Towels are under the sink,” Kate called over her shoulder before she went around the corner and disappeared.
Yvonne almost lost her balance when Chris tugged her into the bathroom.
He let out a hearty laugh and turned on the shower.
Unable to be mad at him, Yvonne pulled out a couple of towels before joining Chris in the oversize shower stall.
Big wet hands gripped her hips and pulled her tight to a thick erection.
She wiggled against him wantonly, her nipples puckering against his bare chest. Chris bent his head and claimed her mouth.
His morning stubble was abrasive against her face, but his lips were soft and malleable.
Yvonne moaned into his kiss, and Chris shifted his hands to her buttocks.
Yvonne jumped and wrapped her legs around his middle, the tip of his stiff member against her pussy lips.
He sank his cock deep into Yvonne, with a well-practiced thrust of his hips and groaned. “It’s never felt this good before, baby.”
Yvonne had to agree. Sex with Chris was always great, but today he was warmer and softer—different. Maybe the warm shower water did it, but Yvonne had had shower sex before.
Chris stilled suddenly and cursed low under his breath. “Can’t baby, we have no condom.” Chris sounded tortured as he lifted her off his cock with a sound of regret.
She scooted down his body and sat on her knees. “Please let me pleasure you, Sir.”
Chris groaned and dropped his head against the tiled wall behind him as Yvonne enveloped his cock with her mouth. She took it slowly, giving herself time to adjust to his girth. She couldn’t deep throat like Kate, but she had a few tricks of her own.
Yvonne wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft and countered the motion she made with her head. She worked him relentlessly as the hot water streamed until he tapped her shoulder.
“I’m about to come, pull back if you don’t want to swallow.”
Yvonne halted her movement for a moment. She wasn’t particularly fond of the taste of cum and had pulled back with former lovers, but she wanted to give this to Chris. She gripped the base with her right hand and stroked his drawn-in balls with her left as she redoubled her efforts.
His cock twitched in her mouth as he let out a tortured moan. The first stream of semen caught her by surprise, and she quickly swallowed. With the next spurt she was prepared, and Yvonne softly suckled and licked him until he was spent.
Chris pulled her in for a hug and a kiss, grimacing at his taste on her tongue before lathering his hands with rosemary-scented soap.
After they toweled off and dressed, Chris and Yvonne joined Kate at the kitchen.
Kate smiled brightly. “Right on time.”
She placed scrambled eggs and toast on the table in the breakfast nook, and they all took their seats and tucked into the food. Although Chris ate as much as Yvonne and Kate combined, Kate finished last.
Yvonne studied their Mistress curiously until she couldn’t hold back and blurted, “Did you send us into the shower together on purpose?”
Kate smiled like the Cheshire cat. “Of course.” She placed her cutlery carefully on her plate and wiped her mouth. “Although I feel quite possessive about the both of you, jealousy doesn’t have a place in our relationship. How would you feel about me and Chris having alone time or sex together?”
Yvonne chewed on a nail as she contemplated the question. “I don’t think I mind. At least, not when we spend time together, too.”
Kate cocked her head, apparently satisfied with her answer. The Mistress turned her attention to Chris. “How about you?”
Chris grinned and replied playfully, “I hope I’m allowed to watch when the two of you get it on.
” Kate scowled at him, and he turned serious eyes to Yvonne.
“It would turn me on, angel. Of course, I don’t mind it.
Your relationship with Kate is important, too.
We just have to find a balance that works for all of us. ”
Kate nodded solemnly. “Speaking of our relationship,” she addressed Yvonne. “Last night was the first time you performed oral sex on a woman. To most bi and lesbian women, it’s like losing one’s virginity. What did you think of the experience?”
“Geweldig!” Yvonne exclaimed as her cheeks flamed. “Sorry, it means eh, great…” She worried her nail again. “Maybe awesome is a better word…? Yes, awesome.”
Chris’s face brightened. “That was the word you used after our first scene!”
Yvonne blinked at him in confusion.
“After our scene, you know the first time you visited Club Indigo, you started talking Dutch, and I freaked out a little. That word you just said was one of them.”
Kate chuckled and handed Yvonne a glass of orange juice. “Girl, if you get any redder, your head will explode.”
Yvonne accepted the drink gratefully and had Chris and Kate laughing when she pressed the cool glass against her cheeks instead of drinking from it.
When they all calmed, Kate reminded Yvonne about the question.
“Oh, yes, right. I loved everything we did last night. I love men and cocks…”
She ignored Chris’s “I’ve noticed!” and his smirk.
Yvonne continued. “But I enjoyed eating your pussy and love what you’ve done to me until now, too. Does it mean I’m bisexual?”
Kate shrugged. “I don’t think it’s important what you call it, as long as you enjoy what you do. If you want to label it, I would go with heteroflexible for now. You could also be bisexual, pansexual, or sapiosexual.”
Yvonne chewed on her bottom lip. “I’ve seen those orientations on FetLife, but I wasn’t sure what they meant.”
“To start with the last, a sapiosexual is attracted to human minds instead of appearance. They find intelligence arousing.” Kate paused but when Yvonne didn’t ask questions, she continued. “Pan- or omnisexuality is when you’re attracted to someone, regardless of gender.”
“Oh.” Yvonne looked at Kate. The woman was highly intelligent, so maybe Yvonne was sapiosexual? Did it matter? “Thank you for explaining it, and you’re right, no need to label my feelings. I like being with you both.”
Her answer earned her a kiss from Kate and an approving rumble from Chris.