Page 40 of Secret Daddies

“Did you have a good time today?” I asked him. The smile that split his face when I asked him that seemed to be at least a mile wide, and he nodded.

“Hell, yes,” he replied. “I—he’s an amazing kid, Maya. You should be so proud of him.”

“You really should be,” Taylor agreed. “It’s tough, being a single parent, but he’s clearly not lacked anything he needed growing up.”

I pressed my lips together, a swell of warmth spreading up through me. Maybe it was just the pregnancy hormones, but being around them like this, having them all in my intimate space in such a way, it was making it hard for me to think straight. I had indulged my attraction to all three of them so quickly, and then nothing at all—it felt like my body had gone into withdrawal as a result. Now, the soles of my feet prickling, I wanted nothing more than to sate my craving.

Lee emerged from the kitchen, holding a glass of wine. My gaze was drawn to the way his fingers looked wrapped around the glass, and he seemed to clock at once the way I was staring at him.

“Something on your mind?” he murmured, and I shook my head at once. I didn’t even know how much these guys were aware of, if they knew that I’d been with all three of them. They probably would think I was some crazy, wanton slut if they knew—but right now, the notion of them seeing me that way wasn’t entirely unappealing, I had to admit.

“No,” I replied quickly. “It’s just…uh, it’s been a long time since I had any guys in here. That’s all.”

“Oh, really?” Lee remarked, cocking an eyebrow. He seemed amused by the thought. I guess it must seem ironic, given what we’d gotten up to at his place. It wasn’t as though I had been playing at being some chaste nun all this time, after all.

“I can’t believe that,” Taylor cut in with a chuckle.

“Why not?” I demanded, my gaze flashing around to his in an instant.

“Hey, hey, I don’t mean anything by it,” he replied, holding his hands up. “Just…difficult to believe that a beautiful woman like you would be able to keep the guys away from her door for long.”

“Yeah, usually she sticks to makeup trailers,” Lee teased me. “Isn’t that right, Maya?”

“Lee,” I gasped, but neither of the other guys seemed entirely put out by the revelation. I guessed they must have talked about this amongst themselves at some point—the thought of which, I had to admit, was kind of exciting. I didn’t get the feeling that it had been as simple as some dick-measuring contest, where they were all trying to boast to one another about who had done a better job with me—no, I got the feeling that it was something a little more open than that.

“It’s fine,” Devon replied, raising his eyebrows at me. “He’s right, remember? That’s where we…”

“Guys, I don’t know if I should be talking about this with all of you,” I protested weakly, though I could feel a heat lifting inside of me, something beginning to warm deep down in my belly at the feel of their attention focused on me. All three of them were watching me intently, taking in my every move, like I was in a spotlight and they were the ones pointing it.

“Why not?” Lee replied. “There’s nothing to be ashamed of. You’ve been with all of us by now, right?”

There it was, the question that I’d been trying to dodge. Finally, after a deep breath, I managed to nod.

“Y—yes,” I confessed. “Yes, I’ve been with all of you…”

“Fuck,” Taylor muttered, his voice dropping slightly. “Why is that so hot to me?”

“Me too,” Devon added, moving in closer to me. He was just a matter of inches from me now, Lee still leaning in the kitchen doorway and watching us. My heart was pounding in my chest, and it felt like every inch of my body was lighting up in response to their scrutiny. I wanted to feel their touch, but at the same time, it seemed like too much of a risk—the kind of risk that I might pay for down the line, but the kind of risk I was willing to take.

Before I knew it, Devon was standing before me, his eyes locked onto mine, his gaze dark and wanting—and just like that, he reached toward me and pulled me in for a kiss.

I didn’t know what to make of it, the pressure of his lips on mine while the other two stood there watching—if I’d tried to imagine this moment, I would have thought it would feel awkward, letting him kiss me while Lee and Taylor stood there. Instead, under the burning want of their gazes, I could feel something lighting up within me—knowing that it wasn’t just one of them I wanted, not just Devon, not just Lee, not just Taylor, but all of them.

Devon moved his hand to my waist, and I felt other hands on me. It took me a moment to realize who they belonged to, but as I felt his lips caress along the edge of my neck, I realized it was Lee. I gasped against Devon’s mouth as Lee’s hand roamed down to my ass, groping at me through my jeans like this was what he’d been waiting for since the moment he stepped through the door.

I pulled back from Devon and turned my head to Lee, kissing him slowly—two men, all over me, wanting me, having me, like it was the only thing that mattered in the world. And when Iturned to kiss Devon once more, I saw Taylor watching all of us, his hand on his cock, his eyes dark with desire. There was something about the way he took it all in that turned me on even more, playing the voyeur to me and the others even when he’d been the one to fuck me most recently.

Devon and Lee guided me toward the couch, taking turns making out with me, each of them shifting their attention to my neck and ears and collarbone when I broke away from their lips. It was the strangest sensation, but at the same time, one that made perfect sense to me.

Lee’s hands slipped down to the buttons of my shirt as, deftly, he began to undo them. The cool air prickled at my skin, the most delicious feeling. It was as though I had been cooped up all day, and at last, I was able to free myself.

He undid my shirt quickly and dropped his mouth to my breasts, his tongue swirling around my nipple. I lifted my head and found Taylor still sitting opposite us, his cock in his hand as he took us in. Our eyes met for a moment, and I gasped, drawing in a sharp breath at the sight of this man before me—his eyes fixed on me, taking in every moment of my pleasure like it was the most important thing in the world to him right now.

Devon’s hand slipped to my lower stomach, his fingertips grazing along the top of my pants. I could feel that heat sliding down between my legs, my pussy throbbing as I ached for someone to touch me there—for the sensation of someone’s hands upon me, someone inside of me, justsomethingto sate this need that was starting to get the better of me before I could stop it.

Popping the button on my jeans, Devon did just that. Moving his hand into my panties, he grazed his fingers along my clit,just at the same moment that Lee bared his teeth against my nipple. That rush of pleasure and pain drew another groan from between my lips, and I found my back arching, my eyes blurring at the edges as the sensations got the better of me.

“Fuck, you look good like that, Maya,” Taylor growled from just a few feet away. I managed to flutter my eyes open long enough to look at him, and he drank in the sight of me like that, laid out for his pleasure as the other two guys did exactly what I needed.

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