Theirs (Possession #2)

34. Camila

34

Camila

T he March air was still cold, but today was one of the warmer days. I left work a little earlier because today was the first day Cheryl was going back to her home. She had healed so well and she was starting to be able to do things by herself and was getting tired of Genevieve hovering over her. I was surprised she lasted so long since they constantly bickered.

I stopped by the flower shop on the way to our condo. The last couple of weeks we hadn’t been home much, other than to pick up clothes. I kind of missed our home, but waking up with Genevieve and Luke everyday was a great consolation prize.

I needed to check in on the condo since Luke’s sister was going to visit us soon and I wanted to make sure she had a great time. She ended up finding a buyer for the farm and the sale was about to be finalized. The buyer was eager to speed up the process and even though they tried to haggle down the price, it ended up that the buyer's son helped her get a better price.

My phone buzzed as I pulled it out of my coat pocket and reviewed the message.

Genevieve: Are you coming home soon?

Me: Yes, I have to stop by the condo to check on a few things. I should be home in about thirty minutes.

Luke: I’m leaving the stadium.

Genevieve: Can you meet me here first?

She sent an address and a dropped pin that was about a block away from our condo.

Genevieve: Please.

Me: On my way. I’m by the condo.

Luke: On my way too.

I walked to the address she had sent. It was a fancier building than we were living in and I wondered what we were doing here. I adjusted my bag as I walked up the entrance.

“Mrs. Malone?” The man asked.

“Uh… yes that's me,” I said, wondering what the hell was going on.

“Ms. Noble is waiting for you in front of the elevators, just head straight down,” he said with a kind smile.

“Uh… Thank you.” I smiled back and followed his direction.

The building was beautiful and modern, but still held a sort of homey charm. Genevieve was standing in front of the elevators pacing, and I immediately got worried. The moment she saw me, her smile grew as she walked towards me.

“Hola, Amor,” I said, before she kissed me.

It wasn’t an innocent kiss either, it was full of hunger and a promise. When she claimed either of us in public it always drove me crazy. We had a very long talk and we were all fine being out in public; we didn’t feel the need to hide our relationship. We hadn’t told our families, but I was in no hurry for the judgment I knew was on its way.

“Hello, Little Minx,” she said, kidding me softly one more time. “How did the fitting go?”

I loved that she always asked about my day and remembered what I had going on. For someone who was so afraid of having a relationship, she fell into our routine easily. She was always afraid of messing up, but I didn’t know why she was worried. Genevieve was fucking amazing and while she thought she couldn’t be caring or thoughtful, I think years of her being a Domme had made her exactly that.

“It was great. I have some minor alterations to make and I also have to make the bustle,” I said, kissing her softly. “Her dress for the dinner looked stunning on her.”

“It was gorgeous on the mannequin,” she said looking over my shoulder and I knew Luke was walking up to kiss us.

“Hello, Mistress’.” His voice sent shivers down my spine as he pressed up against my back, kissed Genevieve, then grabbed my chin to turn my head and kiss me too.

I attempted to deepen the kiss, but Genevieve pulled me back.

“Nope, not now, pets,” she clipped.

“As you wish,” Luke said, the playful tone said we would attempt to drive her crazy later on.

He winked at me and I chuckled. Genevieve grabbed our hands leading us to an elevator and she pushed the thirtieth floor. Luke and I exchanged glances wondering what was on that floor. Maybe a bar?

The doors opened to a single door in a small room. We exited the elevator as I looked around.

“Is this a new sex club?” Luke sounded excited.

“It could be our personal one,” Genevieve said, walking up to the door and opening it.

She held the door open for us as we stepped into a beautiful condo. It was empty as we walked into the foyer. Genevieve's heels were loud on the wood floor as we walked into the house. The condo opened up to a gorgeous kitchen with an enormous stove, two fridges, a built-in wine fridge, an enormous island and a lot of counter space.

“It comes with a butler pantry and has space for all your gadgets and one of these is a fridge and the other is a freezer,” Genevieve said, as Luke’s eyes grew big. “There are also two ovens.”

“Evie, what is going on?” Luke was too stunned to ask, walking through the massive kitchen like it was his wet dream.

“Come on, I want to show you something,” she said, grabbing my hand and taking me up a set of stairs off to the side.

She deflected my questions by saying something about Luke and how he would never want to leave that kitchen. She opened a door to the left and we entered an enormous room that had shelves, a few mannequins and a brand-new sewing machine, that I had been eyeing a few weeks ago, was in a corner with a large table that I was also looking at.

“Genevieve, what is this?” I said, as my heart pounded.

“Holy shit! This is amazing,” Luke said, walking into the room.

Genevieve smiled as she pulled me to the middle of the room.

“I thought we might want something that was our own. Not mine, not yours, but ours,” she chuckled nervously. “I know we don’t need more space, but this showed up in one of my reports and I thought it would be perfect for us. It has five bedrooms and this is a game room. I wanted you to be able to sew here or do whatever you needed to and the kitchen looked big enough to house all of your things and then some. Plus, the big fridge will help with meal preps and whatever you need for your business, Luke.”

“Genevieve,” I whispered, overwhelmed with emotions.

“I know we haven’t discussed what our future would look like, but I assumed this could be our first step in this new life we are building. Whether that's just us, or with animals or even kids. I want it all and I don’t want to wake up without either of you,” she said with a small smile. “I’ve lived alone for too long. I want the pancakes in the morning, the impromptu lunches, the wild nights at the Atelier and I want to go to bed next to you so we can do it all over again the next day and the next day after that. It doesn’t have to be this home, but will you make a home with me?”

Luke I glanced at each other and I knew we were both on board.

“Yes,” I said, getting more emotional, pulling Genevieve towards us.

“Yes, amor, I don’t want to spend another moment without my girls,” Luke said, kissing me and then kissing Genevieve. “I want everything you said, with fights, spankings, showers; I just want to call you mine.”

Tears streamed down my face.

“I don’t care what our future looks like, I just want both of you by my side,” I said, hugging them tightly.

“So should we say yes to this place?” Genevieve said, wiping her eyes.

“I don’t know if we can afford this,” Luke said looking around, but I heard the excitement.

“I think we can,” Genevieve smiled. “I know the owner pretty well.”

“Vincent?” I wouldn’t be surprised if it was him.

“Of course, I swear that man owns half of Denver,” Genevieve chuckled. “Now that we finally have time alone, go downstairs down the hall to the first door on the left. I better see you on your knees by the time I get down there.”

Luke and I looked at each other. “Yes, Mistress,” we said together.

We walked down the stairs, holding hands, in no rush to get to the room, but when we entered the room it was dark and sexy. Butterflies soared through my stomach as I thought about how we got here. How one fantasy, a nervous wife and a sexy Domme had all come together. I never would have thought that one day in the therapist’s office we would end up here, and I was so glad I decided to stay open to Luke’s wants and then my needs. This is where we belonged, with a sexy Domme who we were willing to get on our knees for.