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Kate addressed Yvonne. “As you can see, he builds anticipation and is testing my reactions. Some women like it hard and fast; most prefer a little build-up. I’m in between. If I’m in the mood for hard and fast, you’ll know it.” With her last words she grabbed Chris’s head and pressed him against her pussy. He instantly started to eat her out with enthusiasm. Kate leaned her head back and gave in to the pleasure his mouth brought her, his lips velvet soft in contrast with a stiff, wet tongue that probed her entrance.
A tentative smaller hand stroked her leg, and Kate turned her gaze to Yvonne, who had scooted closer andwatched Chris’s mouth working his magic with rapt attention.
“Kiss me, angel,” Kate ordered, and Yvonne rewarded her with a sweet, slow kiss. When they broke the connection, Kate tapped Chris’s head. He looked at her with adoring eyes and made space for Yvonne.
“Look how wet, pink and swollen our Mistress is for us. Go ahead, angel, kiss her pussy,” Chris directed.
Yvonne bent forward and pressed her lips against Kate’s labia.
Her slow, careful touch was erotic. Kate stroked her own breasts as she enjoyed Yvonne’s exploration, while Chris stroked her legs and thighs. Yvonne’s tongue circled her engorged clit, and Kate hummed her appreciation.
“I can feel the muscles in her legs tighten. Keep doing that,” Chris instructed.
Yvonne nodded against Kate and increased the pace, licking around the small bud before sucking it into her mouth. Kate let go of her breasts and gripped the armrests.
“That’s it,” Chris encouraged.
Kate held her breath as her world shrank to the man and woman between her legs and the wonderful sensations fluttering through her system. Kate tried to hang on for another moment before letting the wave of pleasure wash over her. She was vaguely aware of Chris hugging and kissing Yvonne, while she enjoyed the aftershock and let go of her responsibilities for the moment.
As she settled from her orgasm, Kate thanked each with a deep kiss, and they wiggled and scooted until they all fit together. They snuggled with Chris on the throne, Kate and Yvonne on his lap until Yvonne’s eyes started drooping.
“Ready to go home, lovelies?” she asked and rose from Chris’s lap.
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 smittenwith 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.
