Page 17 of Graves & Griggs
She blinks up at me, her big, beautiful green eyes staring at me with the picture of innocence, but that’s not what her dirty fucking mouth conveys.
“Just trying to relieve Daddy’s stress. Is it working?”
My cock hardens in an instant at that, a low growl rumbling in my chest.
“You want Daddy to fuck you, baby?”
Skyla’s teeth sink into her lower lip as she nods. In half a second, I’m on my knees, yanking down her leggings and tossing them to the other side of the garage before my face is buried between her legs.
Her gasp is sharp as she buries her hand in my hair, pulling me closer as she moans. “Oh fuck!”
My tongue swirls around her clit as she pants and wiggles against me. She tastes so goddamn sweet. Like my favorite treat that I could never tire of.
I release her with a wet-sounding pop and stand, pulling my cock out of my pants before lifting her up into my arms. I sink her down onto me slowly, and she mewls as she tosses her head back.
“Shhh,” I mutter as I rest my forehead against hers. “We have company. You don’t want the Graves brothers to find Daddy fucking you, do you?”
She whimpers at that, shaking her head.
“Stay quiet for me, baby. We’re gonna make this nice and fast,” I say as I begin slowly thrusting into her, picking up speed with each thrust until we’re both fucking feral.
I take a few steps towards the wall and press her against it so I have better control. Once her back is flush, I roll my hips, pushing the head of my cock against her G-spot in a way that has her eyes fluttering.
“Oh my?—”
I cut her words off by pressing my mouth against hers, and our tongues battle for dominance as I continue fucking her against the wall. All I can hear is heavy breathing and the sound of skin against skin.
We haven’t done anything this risky in quite some time. Any number of people could come out here and catch us. We should have at least locked the door or something, but there’s no stopping now.
My cock throbs inside her, and I know my release is coming soon. Pulling back, I quickly begin rubbing tight circles against her clit as I murmur into her ear. “Hurry, baby. I want to feel you come on my cock.”
“Oh God,” she whimpers as I move my fingers faster and faster against her. “Shit! Fuck! Daddy,” she cries out, not at all quietly enough, but it’s what I need to fall over the edge.
My cock jerk as I shoot my cum into her. I thrust deeper and deeper, as if I could get her pregnant with a second baby right now. Fuck, I’d love nothing more.
Since we married Skyla, we’ve pretty much kept her pregnant—not that she’s complaining per se. I think we’ve all developed a breeding kink, and with five dads, there’s no telling if or when we’ll stop.
Suddenly, the door opens, and my heart seizes in my chest. Adrenaline pumps through my veins at the idea of being caught as I quickly shield Skyla.
“What is taking so lon—?” Wesley starts before cutting himself off. “Fuck, I knew I should have come with to grab the juice,” he says as his eyes meet mine.
I scoff as I slowly pull Skyla off me, setting her down to her feet before grabbing her leggings and slipping them back on for her.
“Did you destress Daddy, little one?” Wesley teases as Skyla smirks, shooting him a wink.
“Doing what I can. You’re up next.”
“Challenge accepted,” he says, rubbing his hands together mischievously.
I let out a rough laugh as I shake my head at both of them, then lean down to press a kiss to Skyla’s lips.
“I love you,” I say.
She smiles up at me. “I love you too.”
When I turn, Wesley is there, cupping my face and stealing a kiss before I can even breathe. As he pulls away, his eyes are heavyon mine, so many words swimming just below the surface, so many things practically begging to spill out. They don’t, though, because I’m not ready. Or I don’t know how to be ready. I don’t really know. I never saw what Wesley and I have coming, and I’ve never known how to handle it. It’s not as easy for us as it was for Asher and Liam. Or maybe I should say it’s not as easy for me. Wesley and I are more carnal, lustful over love.
That’s what I keep trying to convince myself at least.
