Page 8 of Dirty Daddy

Kaiden and I gather the rest of the bedding from our rooms, then head downstairs. Just as we finish situating the beds in front of the fireplace, Dad comes around the corner as Tess descends the stairs. She pauses a couple of stairs from the landing and stares at Dad. He just shoots her a knowing smirk, then continues into the dining room. We follow after him, leaving her to decide if she will join us or not. We all take our seats at the dining table just as Tess enters the room. Shesquares her shoulders and holds her chin high as she claims her seat across from us.

“We got enough wood?” Dad asks, breaking the silence as we all dig in.

“Yeah, I’ll bring some more in from the wood shed after breakfast before the snow gets too high,” Kaiden answers.

“Ty, go and bring in the meat from the outside freezer and we’ll store it in here. The news said this is a big blizzard so we’ll be stranded for a while.” A whimper escapes Tess at my dad’s declaration. “You got somewhere to be, minx?” Dad purrs. Tess sits up straight and nibbles on the corner of her lip.

“I didn’t anticipate being stuck here this long,” she mutters. “I barely packed enough to last the trip as it is,” she adds.

“Clothing is always optional,” I interject. She shoots me a glare.

“Funny,” she mutters.

“Don’t act like you don’t want to be the meat between our sandwich, baby girl. Last night was just a taste of what you could have.” Her cheeks tinge red at Kaiden’s admission, eyes taking on a glazed look as if she is reliving memories from the night before.

“Was last night a regret for you?” Dad pushes as he chews a mouthful of eggs.

Tess chokes on her piece of bacon and pounds her fist against her chest. The three of us say nothing, waiting for her reply. She reaches out and grabs her glass of orange juice and downs nearly half the glass. She looks at each of us, begging for one of us to change the subject but the truth is, we’re all wondering the same thing. If she does regret last night it would suck, because she was perfect. She took all of us like a dream and rocked my fucking world. One taste of her will never be enough, her pussy the perfect hole to die in.

“Uh… I… I mean…”

“Use your words, little minx. We’re going to be stuck here for a while so I think it’s better to make our boundaries clear from the start. If last night is a regret for you…” Dad sighs and slouches back in his chair, appearing relaxed but lines of tension mar his forehead. “That would be a damn shame, Tess, because my boys and I enjoyed fucking ravishing that tight little body of yours, and the thought of not being able to slide inside that pussy again is not something I want to consider.”

“I mean, Thanksgiving is coming up and I’m sure my dad would love to slip a straw inside that ass and suck my cum out of you and spit it in your mouth so you get the full effect ofshrimping.” Her eyes widen to the size of dinner plates. Kaiden just stares at her with a vicious smirk on his face. The intrigue is clear as day in her green eyes, she wants to pick up what Kaiden and Dad are selling.

SEVEN

TESS

I swallow a couple of times, trying to center myself and get my damn mind out of the gutter. The thought of Clayton sliding a straw inside of me and sucking his sons’ cum out has me clenching my thighs together beneath the table. The kink factor with him is real and something I want to explore. My sexual experience may be minimal but I have always had a darker side to me that wants to be set free. Fucking my best friend’s father-in-law may not be ethical and is frowned upon, but society is judgmental and vanilla. If Clayton and his two boys are open to a repeat of last night, why am I being hesitant?

These three blew my fucking mind. The way they gave me everything I have only dreamed of has me soaking my panties.

Fuck it.

Life is hard, we’re only here for a short time, not a long one. While I’m snowed in with these three sexy-as-sin alpha males, I may as well enjoy them before I have to go back to school, right?

“I mean, fucking all of you would put a whole a new meaning tofamily feast.” Tyler and Kaiden erupt with laughter. I look at Clayton who sits there with a wide smile on his face and shrugs.

“I think KFC should use it as their new ad campaign,” Tyler says, earning a chuckle from me. Karma has a weird sense ofhumor, out of all the men I could have matched with on that dating app, I linked with Van’s father. I look at each of them and I can’t find it within myself to be mad about this situation. Anticipation begins to unfurl inside me at the prospect of what might happen between the four of us. I’m not stupid, I know this is just sex and nothing could ever come of this.

The guys begin discussing trivial things about their company and I find myself truly interested. It’s clear Clayton has worked hard for the fortune he has amassed. Unlike many others who would flash their money around, he doesn’t. He lives a frugal lifestyle in the woods with his sons and invests his fortune so he can set his three sons up. Kaiden, Tyler and Van never touched a cent of the money until recently when Van helped his two best friends launch their businesses.

“So, what are you studying at Brown, Tess?” Tyler asks.

I roll my lips over my teeth, debating on how to answer. My family never thought of my chosen career as anything more than a hobby and I begin to worry they will laugh at me. “English Lit. I want to be a writer.” I keep my gaze on the table, not wanting to see them laugh at me.

“Why the fuck do you sound so upset about that?” Kaiden snaps.

I flick my gaze to him and frown. “Because it isn’t arealjob,” I answer.

Tyler scoffs. “Says who?”

I purse my lips. “My family.” Bitterness coats each word.

“Then your family are fools. Literature is a huge part of our history and without the escape books offer us we would have no imagination. Your career choice is noble. Don’t let your family’s simplemindedness sway you from your dream. If you wake up in the morning and all you can think about is writing, then you, baby… you are meant to be a writer.” I stare, slack-jawed and in awe of these three. I haven’t known two of them for more thana day and already I feel a connection developing. Clayton and I have spoken for months and never once have I told him about what I’m studying, but his support of my dream means more than he will know.

Laughter erupts from me when Tyler smacks Kaiden over the back of the head. Kaiden scowls at his brother and tosses his playing cards into the air. “You fucking cheated!” he roars.

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