Page 39 of My Five Daddies

Hunter picks up my panties from the floor. He pushes them against his lips. “These are mine now,” he says, slipping them into hispocket.

I get up off the table and pull my skirt down. Will pulls me against him and kisses me gently. “All better?” heasks.

I nod, unable to stop smiling. “Muchbetter.”

I feel like I need to collapse, but Will holds me. Hunter comes over and strokes my hair, kisses my lips lightly, and I feel so safe. I’ve never felt so safe in my entire life. These men, they can have anything they want, but they both want me. All five of them want me. At first I thought I might just be a little plaything for them, a passing fad. But maybe it’s more than that, or at least it can be much more. I just have to submit, give myself to the group, let them do whatever they want withme.

And I’ll get a lot inreturn.

12

Will

Ihavea bad case ofTori.

She’s stuck in my head. The taste of her, the feel of her. The noise she makes when she comeshard.

I’ve never gotten a woman off like that before, not with Hunter in the mix. I have to admit, I thought it would be weird, but it really wasn’t. Not at all. Hunter and I, we were just totally focused on Tori, both of us wanting to get her off. It was like we were an extension of each other, both working toward the same goal: making Torihappy.

“It’s bizarre,” I say, shaking my head. “I mean, how did we even gethere?”

Jordan laughs softly and shrugs. We’re sitting in a back booth in this little jazz bar tucked down an alley, out of the way of foot traffic. A four-piece band is playing on stage, the trumpet pushing a smooth solo, the drums sweeping away thebeat.

I come here with Jordan sometimes. People are smoking, even though that’s been illegal in bars for a while now. It’s like an old-fashioned speakeasy, except it’s real and it really is underground. I vaguely know the guy that runs it, and I’m absolutely sure this is just a mob front. I can’t imagine it turns aprofit.

But nobody seems to care. The band plays, the people drink, and I lean back in myseat.

“What did you expect would happen?” he asks. “I mean, we all decided to go after thisgirl.”

“I know. I guess I didn’t expect this.” I hesitate a second. “Hunter and I got her offearlier.”

“At work?” There’s a gleam in hiseye.

“In the conferenceroom.”

“Must have beenhot.”

“It was. I mean, shit, I keep thinking abouther.”

“Me too,” he admits. “But sometimes I think she’s going to choose one ofus.”

I shrug a little. “Shemight.”

“But I don’t see why shewould.”

“No, I don’t either. But still, I could see that, I think she’s struggling with this,too.”

“We’ll just have to convince her.” He grins at me, tossing back hisdrink.

“Yeah, wewill.”

He laughs softly, shaking his head. “I never guessed I’d actually want to share a girl with you fuckers, you know what Imean?”

“I do. Like I said, weird ashell.”

“But it’s right.” He leans forward suddenly, a serious look on his face. “Right? I mean, you feel ittoo?”

“Yeah,” I admit. “I feelit.”

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