Page 16 of Dirty Daddy

FOURTEEN

CLAYTON

One week…

Morbid doesn’t even begin to explain the feeling in our house. It’s almost like the moment Tess left us in her dust she took all the joy and happiness we all felt with her. I’ve tried to reach out to her but she refuses to respond.

Tyler and Kaiden have been ghosts of their former selves. They haven’t cracked a smile since she left, they barely talk and hide away in their rooms. I’ve spoken to Van, who told me she was back in Rhode Island but refuses to get involved and tell me how she is doing.

I can tell from the sharp edge to his tone that he isn’t happy about the relationship we all developed but that is none of his concern. I stay out of his affairs so he needs to return that courtesy. He said they all still plan to come here for Christmas break, but when I asked if Tess would be joining them, he shut the conversation down by saying it would be just the four of them making the trip.

Kaiden is hurting but won’t admit it, he’s buried himself in helping me with work and fixing small things around the house to keep busy. Tyler has been holed up in his room. He does hispart of the chores and work, but once he’s finished, he retreats to his room.

“Tyler and I are going hunting. We’ll be back tonight.” I look up from my laptop to see my oldest son standing in the doorway with a grim look on his face. Kaiden isn’t like Tyler, I can push Tyler to talk and express his feelings but not Kaiden—if you push him he’ll just shut down.

“I’m pretty much finished for the day anyway. I’ll come with you.” He nods but says nothing as I stand. I quickly head to my room and change, meeting both my boys out back. Tyler hands me a rifle. I check it’s loaded, then secure it to my back before nodding to Kaiden to lead the way. The snow is falling around us, covering our tracks. I raised my boys to never speak when they are in the woods. They know to howl if they need to make contact if we get separated. The fact the three of us are together and unable to speak is probably a good thing. I know they are blaming me for her leaving and I don’t blame them. I will take their anger and blame if it means they will be able to overcome this loss.

I lie. Tess Cohen isn’t someone you can ever get over.

We managed to get a deer. Kaiden has it strapped to his back. Tyler offered to butcher it while me and Kaiden wash up and prepare dinner. Honestly, I have no idea how to fix this fucked up situation. I wish I did, because I would give anything to take away the heartache my boys are feeling. I hate seeing them like this. I know there is only one person who can help them heal but she isn’t here.

Showering even reminds me of her. The boys and I would each take turns washing with her so we could each get some alone time with Tess. I found myself looking forward to it each time, but now my shower just feels too big. I miss the smell of her apple shampoo and the feeling of her skin pressed against me. The sounds she would make as I slid inside her were euphoric.

“Fuck,” I hiss. I’m alone in my shower with a raging hard-on, with only the thoughts of her to keep me company. I grip my cock in my hand and squeeze it… hard. A hiss tears out of me. I close my eyes and picture Tess on her knees, arms bound behind her with handcuffs, her eyes shielded by a blindfold.

“Fuck my mouth, Daddy,” I picture her saying as I begin to stroke myself.

“Mouth open, you dirty little slut,” I growl.

“Yes, Daddy.” In my mind’s eyes I can picture my cock slamming inside her mouth. The girl has no gag reflex and can take you down her throat without any effort. I imagine the feeling of her nails biting in the flesh of my ass as she pulls me closer, needing more. Last time we showered together this wasn’t a dream, it was reality. She begged me to fuck her face.

I had reached down and squeezed her nose, cutting off her oxygen. She gasped around me and tried to get free but I refused, I knew she could take it. She took everything we gave her and still demanded more. Tess was a vortex, she sucked us all in. We were powerless to stop ourselves from falling for her. Sex with Tess is explosive, she never said no to trying anything and always trusted us.

I picture myself pulling out of her mouth and yanking her to her feet, before dropping to my knees. I love eating pussy and the fact hers is pierced only drives me wilder, wanting to taste her. I love the sounds she makes when we eat her rotten little cunt. I love the way she gets so wet and her juices drip ontomy chin. I love being able to smell her in my beard hours later. Sometimes after I sucked our cum out of her holes, I could smell that as well and it drove me mad with need. Shrimping has been something I have always wanted to try and the fact Tess was willing to allow me to live out that fantasy, and not only try it but her loving it, was fucking exhilarating. My hunger for her is insatiable, if I could live inside her I fucking would.

My balls begin to tighten as the ghost of her taste assaults me and heightens my need to climax. My grip on my cock turns punishing, pain mixed with pleasure is what gets me off. I reach out with my other arm and brace it against the wall as I continue to thrust into my hand, with the memory of her screaming my name as she came on my face playing on repeat. I follow her over the edge, throwing my head back. I roar out my release with her name imprinted on my lips.

Aftershocks ride me hard, my knees tremble and my breathing is labored. I keep my grip on my dick tight as I wring out the last of my release. I press my head against the cold tiles as I finally release myself and breathe. The gaping hole in my chest only seems to widen as the loss of her hits me all over again.

“What the fuck have you done to me, little minx?” I grumble aloud. I try to push all thoughts of her from my mind as I quickly finish up in the shower. Once I’m changed, I make my way downstairs and find Kaiden in the kitchen, peeling some potatoes. A frown mars his face. Normally I would leave him be and let him work out whatever is bothering him, but not this time. “We should talk.”

A growl rumbles out of him as he refuses to look at me, continuing on with his task. “What’s there to talk about? We all got to fuck her, she left. No woman wants this fucking life. I’m good with that.” He’s normally a master at hiding his feelings, but not this time. I see right through his tough guy act.

“I call bullshit, Son.”

He snaps his eyes to me and scowls. “Call it what you want but it doesn’t change the outcome.”

“You care about her.”

He shrugs. “So what?”

I slam my hands down hard on the counter. “Then fight for her Kaiden!” I shout.

“I did!” he roars. “I fucking let her in. I let myself be fooled into thinking she was different and that maybe, just fuckingmaybe,she would see the beauty in living this life with us. But I was wrong. We’re all destined to live this life alone and I’m okay with that. I have you and Tyler. I don’t need anyone else.” Hearing that come from my son, shreds my heart. Kaiden thinks he isn’t worthy of finding someone to live this life with him, because his own mother abandoned him and chose to run away and live in the Big Apple.

“Son, Tess isn’ther.” I implore him to read between the lines. “She ran because we all couldn’t accept the fact she had a life before us. She wants to finish school—no, she needs to finish school.”

“Why?” he presses.

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