Page 36 of Forbidden Desires

"Yes, please," I whisper, my words so soft, I'm not sure they can hear me. But from the expression on Dexter's face, and the low growl coming from Pete, they understood my surrender well enough.

"Yes, what, babygirl?" Pete asks, his voice hoarse and growly, sending a rush of heat to my core.

Swallowing down my nerves, I look at him, holding his gaze. "Yes, Daddy."

"There's my good girl. Now, are you going to let Dex make you feel good?"

I nod in response to his question and he moves closer, bending over me to reward me with a deep, breathtaking kiss.

Dexter's hands move to the waistband on my leggings, encouraging me to lift my ass so he can pull them down. Once he tugs them off, Pete lifts my t-shirt over my head, leaving mesitting in my very plain, white cotton set. But from the way these two were staring at me, it might as well have been the sexiest lingerie in the world.

"Panties next, sunshine," Dexter orders and I rush to lift my ass again so he can slip them down my thighs. "Fuck," he hisses when my bare pussy is revealed to him. "I know we've been here before, but holy fucking shit, sunshine. You're pure perfection."

Pete stands behind Dexter, his hands on Dex's shoulders, his stare focussed on me, the intensity in his expression only increasing my need.

"Please, Daddy," I whine when both men just stay there, staring at me.

"Please, what, babygirl?" Pete asks. "Tell your Daddies what you need."

I shake my head, not sure how to put what I want—what I need—into words. "I... You. I need you," I finally push out. "However I can get you."

How the hell have they gotten me this horny by just undressing me, and staring at me? Is this more fucking pregnancy hormones messing with me?

"Don't worry, sunshine. You'll have us," Dexter promises before pushing my legs wide, grabbing my hips and pulling me down the couch so my ass hovers over the edge. In one swift move, he lands on his knees in front of me, his face hovering inches over my bare, dripping core.

Without warning, he dives right in. His mouth latches onto my wet pussy, licking at my clit, before pushing his tongue between my lips, fucking me with his tongue.

Pete holds onto Dexter's head, directing him with his grip and softly growled orders.

Within what feels like mere seconds, I'm crashing into an orgasm that shakes my foundations, but Dexter doesn't stop. At Pete's urging, he continues to fuck me with his tongue, lappingup all my arousal and pushing me straight from one climax into another.

"That's it. Such a good girl for your Daddies," Pete whispers, the words said with a reverent air, his voice hoarse as he watches me fall apart for his boyfriend.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Pete

After Dexter's merciless debauchery of our special girl, I pick her up, cradling her slight, limp body against my chest. Her head nuzzles into my neck and when soft, sweet kisses tease at the sensitive skin there, a growl slips from my lips.

"Haven't had enough yet, naughty girl?" I growl as she wiggles in my grip. "Careful, babygirl," I warn, tightening my hold on her. "Don't want to drop you."

"You'd never," she whispers into my neck before blowing a raspberry.

Her soft peals of laughter fill the surrounding air, and the carefree way she's letting go with us warms me in a way I find impossible to describe, even to myself. It almost feels like she's ready to trust us, ready to open up to the possibility of more.

It's only been a week, and a few shared dates, but both Dex and I are convinced this is where we want to be. There are a few things we still need to figure out, our jobs being the most important, but we can make this work. For her, we can do anything.

"You're absolutely right, babygirl. I'd never." My lips rest on the top of her head as I walk into her room. Slowly letting her down in front of me, I quickly divest her of the rest of her clothes before Dexter steps up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. His chin rests on my shoulder, and I know he's staring at the exquisite creature in front of us without turning to look at him.

Her face pinks up beautifully at our attention, and her sudden onset of nerves causes her to break eye contact. I grab Dexter's hand from around my middle and pull him so he's standing between us.

"Babygirl, I'm going to need your help," I call for her attention.

Her large blue eyes shoot up to look at me, and she bites down on her bottom lip.

"Dexter is wearing way too much. Can you help me get him naked so you and I can have our wicked way with him?"

Her sweet, tentative smile turns devilishly naughty right before she steps up to him, going straight for his shirt.

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