Page 3 of Dirty Daddy

She darts her tongue out to moisten her lips and I find myself biting back a groan. She sits up but keeps her gaze straight ahead. My heart pounds against my ribcage as she throws her legs over the side and slowly turns, her eyes locking with mine. All the air rushes out of me when I don’t see anger in the depths of those intoxicating green eyes—I seeneed.

“Hi, Clayton,” she says quietly. Both my boys snap their heads toward me, but I ignore them as I smirk at the beauty on my sofa.

I stuff my hands in my pockets and smile slowly. “Hello, little minx.” Her eyes round. I don’t miss the way she subtly clenches her thighs or how her hands grip the cushions of the sofa. The tension in the room is charged with something other than unease now, there is the distinct scent of sexual need pulsing between us. Her being stuck here with me for the next couple of weeks is going to end badly for her pussy, because there is no way I’m not going to sink my cock inside that beautiful pierced, little pink cunt. Seeing it on FaceTime drove me insane with need.

Yeah, she has her hood pierced and that shit drives me mad.

“You two know each other?” Tyler rasps out, clearly surprised by this revelation. I raise a brow at Tess, promptingher to answer. She nibbles the corner of her lip, debating how to respond. She releases her lip and pushes her tongue into her cheek and faces my sons. The moment she takes them in her eyes widen.

Her mouth parts in a silent gasp. “I… holy shit,” she breathes out. Tyler just stares at her with a cocky grin, while Kaiden crosses his arms over his chest, flexing his muscles. Both my boys know they are good looking and aren’t above using that to their advantage.

“Cat got your tongue?” Kaiden teases.

She snaps her mouth closed and shakes her head. “I’m Tess,” she blurts out.

“I’m Tyler and that’s my brother Kaiden. I’d introduce our dad but it appears you already know him.” She sinks her teeth into her bottom lip and nods.

“How?” Kaiden pushes.

She sucks in a sharp breath then pushes to her feet and extends her hand to Tyler who takes it in his own. “I guess we’re past being strangers since I’ve seen your father spill your siblings in his hand.”

I choke on my own fucking spit!

Tyler’s brows leap to his hairline. Kaiden’s jaw hits the fucking floor. Tess turns her head toward me and winks. I shoot the little minx a look that I hope portrays I'm going to punish her for that.

“You’ve fucked our dad?” Kaiden blurts.

Tess shakes her head. “Not yet,” she answers without skipping a beat. I keep my face blank as both my boys snap their heads toward me. I’ve raised my sons to embrace themselves and who they are without remorse. I’ve never disciplined them by smacking or hitting, I allowed them to learn from their mistakes and never once judged any of them. I never turned my back on Van when he left. I knew he would go out into the worldand find himself and what made him happy. My boys know they can always come home. Tyler and Kaiden aren’t like Van, they don’t enjoy the company of others. Don’t get me wrong, my sons frequent town and sow their wild oats, but they always come home.

“You want to fuck our dad?” Tyler chokes out.

Tess purses her lips. “Would you be opposed to me being your new stepmom?” This fucking girl has a quick wit.

“Yeah, considering I was just picturing all the ways I wanted to bang you when Dad and Tyler crashed for the night,” Kaiden says with a smirk.

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TESS

My brows raise as I stare at Kaiden. I yank my hand free of Tyler’s and stand before them, suddenly feeling out of place. I thought my sarcasm would break the ice considering I have been sexting their father for months, but it appears I was fucking wrong.

“Wait, no fair, dude. I want to bang her,” Tyler whines, causing my jaw to unhinge.

Clayton groans, drawing all our attention to him. He shakes his head at both his sons. “She isn’t a fucking toy, you can’t declare her off limits?—”

“I call dibs!” Tyler shouts, cutting his father off. I look at both of them and damn, they are fucking hot. Kaiden is huge, well over a foot taller than me. His shaggy blond hair is a mess atop his head. His brown eyes are filled with a challenge as he stares down at me. It’s freezing yet he stands there in a thin cotton shirt and gray sweats. Tyler looks like a troublemaker, his brown eyes filled with youthfulness. His brown hair is cropped short on the sides but just long enough on top to skim your fingers through it. He’s dressed in similar colored jeans to Clayton but he wears a hoodie instead of a flannel.

“No fair!” Kaiden snaps. When Clayton growls, I turn to face him. He looks like he is two seconds away from smacking both his son’s heads together. I drink the sight of their daddy and begin to heat when his blue eyes lock with mine. It’s so wrong to want him, but I fucking bet my first born that fucking him would be like nothing I have ever experienced before. He looks like a man who knows how to please his woman and goddammit, I want him. It’s wrong because he’s Van’s father, but I mean, can Van really judge when his own girlfriend is fucking her stepbrother?

“Both of you boys need to get the hell out of here. Take Tess’s bags to her room. Supper will be ready in half an hour. Go finish your tasks.” Tyler and Kaiden both grumble. From what I have learned from Peyton, Kaiden is twenty-seven and Tyler is twenty-three. They may be grown men but they still listen to their father. Both of the guys shoot me a wink as they carry my bags upstairs, leaving me alone with their daddy.

I slowly turn and face Clayton, the hunger I see in his eyes has my pussy clenching on air. I fight to keep my face neutral, not wanting to give away the effect he is having on me, but the sly smirk that graces his handsome face tells me I’m failing.

“Still want to show me that piercing, little minx?” I choke on my fucking tongue. Clayton laughs, further enhancing my shame. I quickly get myself under control before shooting him a glare.

Not one to be outdone, I fire back. “I believe your sons just called me off limits to you,” I sass. Clayton slowly eats up the space between us until his chest brushes against me, forcing me to crane my neck back to maintain eye contact. Being in a room with those three hulk’s made me feel small.

He lifts his hand and runs his fingers through my hair. I bite down on the inside of my cheek to keep from moaning at thefeeling of his hands finally on me after so fucking long. He bends until his lips ghost over the shell of my ear.

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