Page 10 of One Baddie for Three Daddies

I trail kisses along her neck and shoulders, my tongue tasting every inch of her skin. She's sweet and salty, and I can't get enough.

I don't care about tomorrow. I don't care about the past. All I care about is this moment, this desire burning between us. And I'm going to have her. All of her. Right now.

Bianca's braids are spread around her head in a messy halo as I line my cock up with her, shuddering at the wetness that coats the tip.

"Fuck, Bia," I growl, wrapping my hand around her throat, her pulse quickens under my touch. I push into her, her warmth enveloping me, and I have to pause, the sensation overwhelming.

"Oh my, fuck," she moans at the same time I shudder, the sound of her voice sending a jolt of pleasure through me. I lean down, my lips brushing against hers, swallowing her gasps as I start to move.

"I missed this pussy," I murmur, my hips picking up a steady rhythm. Her nails dig into my back, her hips meeting mine thrust for thrust.

Her eyes flutter closed, her lips parting as she moans my name. "James..." I tighten my grip around her throat.

"Look at me, Bia," I command. Her eyes snap open, her gaze locking onto mine. There's a fire burning there, a hunger that matches my own. The sight sends a fresh wave of desire coursing through me.

I lean down, my lips brushing along her neck. "You're so fucking good," I murmur in her ear, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Fuck, James," she moans again.

Her body tenses, her muscles clenching around me, her breath coming in quick gasps. She's already so close, and I want her to come undone beneath me.

Her hands grip my arms beneath her, nails digging into my skin. Her pulse quickens as I flex my hand around her neck.

"Are you gonna come for me, pretty girl?" I ask, falling back into that familiarity, that rhythm we used to share.

Her eyes flutter closed, her lips parting as she moans softly. "I'm... I'm close," she whispers, her voice barely audible.

"Fuck," I growl, my hips moving faster, my cock thrusting deeper. This is exactly what I've been missing all these years. This connection, this raw, desire that only she can ignite.

I adjust my angle, my hips moving in a way that I know will hit that spot deep inside her. Her eyes roll back , her breath hitching as I hit the mark. "You’re gonna come for me," I groan. "Let me feel you come all over my cock."

I flex my fingers around her throat, tightening them over her racing pulse. "Come for me, Bia," I command. "Now."

Bianca's eyes lock onto mine, her breath hitching as she comes undone. Her pussy clenches around my cock like a vice, milking me for everything I've got. It's fucking mind-blowing, the way she pulses around me, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.

"That's right," I growl, my hips moving erratically. There's a tingling at the base of my spine, as the pressure builds. The need for release is overwhelming.

Then I come, a groan escaping my lips as I spill into her, my body shaking with the force of my orgasm. I release her neck, my hand moving to her hip, gripping her tightly as I ride out the waves of pleasure. I collapse next to her, pulling her against me, our bodies slick with sweat, our chests heaving.

I kiss her roughly, my lips capturing hers, swallowing her gasps. Her hands tangle in my hair, her body pressing against mine. We pant against each other's mouths, our breaths mingling, our bodies still trembling.

She looks up at me, her eyes soft, her lips curved into a satisfied smile.

6

LIAM

"So James is in town?" I glance over at Alex, my fingers tapping the steering wheel as we navigate through the San Diego traffic.

"Yeah, I ran into Mike at the coffee shop this morning. He mentioned seeing James at the gym." Alex adjusts his sunglasses, a grin spreading across his face. "I think we should go fuck with him. I called his assistant and got his address."

Mike is a friend from college that ended up moving to San Diego not too long after we did. He used to hang out with the four of us in college.

"Fuck with him?" I raise an eyebrow, unsure if he's serious.

"I mean, not literally." He chuckles. "But let's go see him. Squash all this bullshit. It’s fucking stupid that he ran off like a little bitch."

I consider it for a moment. The tension between us and James has been like a ghost, lingering since college. And while I'm still pissed about how things went down with Bianca, maybe Alex has a point. It's stupid to let it fester.

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