Dessert is brought out, and Gavin circles the conversation back to what we were discussing before.
“Did you bring your list?” he asks.
Kate is slightly flushed from the wine and the summer air, but licks her lips and nods as she opens her purse. She pulls out the list that’s clearly been folded multiple times, and hands it over to Gavin, and he angles it so I can’t see. The bastard fucking knows too well; he knows I want to see what she rated our experience and if she’s added anything new or god-fucking-forbid any additional ratings on there.
It’s not like I have any right to be jealous if she slept with someone else, but something about the idea doesn’t sit right with me. Fucking my brother? I have no problem with, but the idea of her being with another man the way she is with me? I find the idea unsettling in a very disturbing way.
Gavin taps his chin, hoarding the list like an asshole.
“We wouldn’t invite anyone else to join us. Just the three of us,” he says, and Kate’s throat bobs.
“That works for me,” she says, taking a sip of her wine. She’s been nursing that second glass since we got dinner.
“Obviously me and my brother are very different with our tastes, as you can imagine.”
“I think I’d like a clearer picture of what that looks like,” she says, glancing between the two of us.
“I need control, and I like subservience. I don’t like push back, obviously I want to know if something is too far, but I don’t like a brat. You were perfect that night I was with you at Avalon, I think we could push it even further. I also like sharing with Ben, but no one else.”
She accepts his answer and then turns to me. Telling her my sexual desires on an outdoor patio where anyone in downtown Tampa can hear me is something. But we’re all laying our cards out on the table. She said communication was key, and I can do that.
“I like the opposite. I like being at your will, but nothing too rough. I wasn’t lying when I told you that the night we had together was the best I ever had. I’ve been looking for a woman I felt comfortable enough to really explore the more submissive part of myself with. If I could see the damn list,” I say, grabbing it out of my brother’s hand.
My eyes zone in on power dynamics. She left notes.
10/10 I loved being in charge.
I can’t even focus on anything else as I look over the list at her. She smiles softly at me and shrugs. I glance back down and see a star next to pegging.
“I’d be willing to try it,” I say, and she doesn’t even have to ask me which item I mean as she arches a dark brow at me.
“What about you, Kate? Obviously, you have this list, but what do you want?” Gavin asks.
“I want it all,” she says as Gavin and I look at her like she was fucking made for us. “That is, everything on this list,” she reiterates.
“We can do that,” I agree happily.
“What I mean or want to reiterate is that we all agree that there are no strings attached. I’ve forgiven you both and I truly don’t think you were out to hurt me, but I’m still healing from some things. Sex and friendship are the only things I can commit to.”
“A friendly sexual agreement,” Gavin says, though he doesn’t explicitly say he agrees.
“You’re the one in charge,” I reiterate and she smirks at me before nodding her head.
“With that all cleared up. What do we do now?” Kate asks.
“We could start tonight?” Gavin asks in his forward ass tone, and I watch Kate squirm in her seat.
She clears her throat. “The three of us?”
Gavin nods, and Kate downs the rest of her wine. “Alright,” she says, as Gavin waves down our server for the check. Okay, I guess we’re going from her hating us to going all the way into the deep end.
It’s time to sink or fucking swim.
19
KATE’S FIRST THREESOME
Okay.Alright. Okay.
