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“Well, I beg to differ,” I clipped. “It was an honest mistake.”

“An honest mistake that could have ended badly,” she said, turning her body to me.

How far could I push her before she snapped?

“But it didn’t, I called you, and you made it better,” I growled.

Luke chuckled. “You sure you want this fiery woman as your Sub?”

I narrowed my eyes at Luke who had started smiling.

“There's no one I can’t tame,” Genevieve purred.

Goosebumps erupted all over my body as a shot of arousal coursed through me.

“But before we move ahead, I need to know you are ok with this. I need to know that you will discuss things with me or us,” Genevieve grew serious. “I need your signature.”

Luke looked up at me with a question in his eyes.

“Hermosa,” he said, fear clear in his voice.

“Luke, if you feel adamant about saying no, that's ok,” I said firmly. “Now that I know you have reservations about how we will do, I get it, and I understand your fears.”

He studied me. “I don’t want to lose us.”

“You won’t, we have better communication tools,” I said, pushing his hair back.

“Are you sure you want this?” He pulled me forward. “You want all of us together?”

He pulled Genevieve towards us, so we were all touching. Genevieve and I were only a little taller than Luke like this, but I liked that he was looking up at us. I glanced at Genevieveas she returned my stare. Her face was giving nothing away, hidden behind her mask of indifference. I don’t know why at that moment I needed her to reassure me. My gaze flitted to Luke who was looking at me.

“Are you having second thoughts?” Genevieve hugged me closer, tilting her head towards mine.

We touched our foreheads as we took a deep breath. It was quiet as we… I don't even know what this was, but it served to reinforce my decision.

“I want this,” I whispered.

Genevieve’s face instantly changed. She smiled, kissed my cheek and turned to do the same thing with Luke but he had other things in mind. He captured her in a kiss, I knew it was making her toes curl as he groaned into her mouth. His hand threaded through her hair, grabbing a chunk of it in a tight fist.

Seeing my husband and our mistress together made me feel things I didn’t know were possible. We had never talked about inviting someone into our bedroom, it had never crossed my mind. I was starting to wonder if it was because of Genevieve.

Luke let go of Genevieve before pulling me in for a kiss. It was confident, reassuring and I knew he was feeling better. A featherlight kiss teased my neck, a soft suck came afterward. Before I knew it, we were groping each other, trading kisses until we were all breathless.

“I need you,” Luke whined. “I need both of you.”

He ground himself to me, his hard cock dug into my leg.

“My place now,” Genevieve said, in between kisses.

No one moved; we continued kissing. I grabbed Genevieve and pulled her in for a kiss. Her kisses were almost like Luke’s, commanding and demanding, but with Genevieve, I liked to tease her and push her, fight her for control of the kiss.

“That’s it,” she said, pulling away from me. “My house now.”

She stared at us before she pushed herself away from us, grabbing her purse and jacket.

“Our house is closer, we can walk,” I said, grabbing my things, not giving her a chance to argue or say anything else.

Luke chuckled and I imagined Genevieve did not like me taking control, but her house was further away, and I did not want to wait that long.

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