Page 34 of My Fantasy Daddies

Laughing, I paused so we could grab our coats.Outside, Otto already had the car waiting, and Astro was at the back door.It was a cold night, but we weren’t outside long enough to feel the chill before I was being hustled into the vehicle.

But I stopped completely when I saw that Benson was already waiting inside.My heart jumped into my throat at the sight of him.I hadn’t seen him since Sunday.And other than a few texts, we hadn’t spoken since then either.He hadn’t tried to communicate with me, hadn’t attempted to see me, and no one had brought him up.It had only been a few days.I knew that, but it felt longer.Like an entire lifetime.

I didn’t want to admit it, but I’d missed him.

“Hey, baby.”

He didn’t get to go silent on me then show up after days of little to no contact, expecting me to act like everything was okay.

“Where have you been?”I meant it to be a demand, but my voice barely came out as a whisper.

His eyes went turbulent.Behind me, Malcolm cursed viciously.Benson slid across the seat and lifted me into his arms.With his arms around me, I felt my emotions get the better of me, and I sensed myself beginning to crumble.Fighting it, I smacked my hand against his chest.“You’re an asshole.”

“Can’t argue with that, sweet girl.”He caught my hand, kissing my palm before placing it over his chest.Biting my lip, I watched as he stroked his thumb back and forth across my skin.His hand was so much bigger than mine.Just like Malcolm’s and Parker’s, and just like with them, I always found the size difference so comforting.Their touch, their closeness, simply knowing they were close, soothed something in me that had always felt…restless.

Benson squeezed my fingers.“Please don’t be angry with me, baby.I’m trying not to fuck this up, but that’s all I seem to do with you.This is new territory for me.”

Hearing the door shut, I glanced over to find Malcolm had gotten in on the other side of the vehicle.Behind me, Astro made sure everything was clear outside the car before shutting the door and taking the front passenger seat.I glanced from Mal to Benson, the darkness of the back of the car making it a little easier to collect my thoughts with the two of them so close.

What Mal and I had came easy.Neither of us fought what we felt.We just let ourselves go and loved each other like we were meant to do.Benson had held himself back from the moment our eyes locked, and I’d been on guard ever since, scared he was going to hurt me.

Because if I let go and he broke my heart, it would destroy not just me, but what I had with Malcolm and Parker.I knew all the way to my soul that I couldn’t fully have one without the other two.

Closing my eyes, I took a slow breath, gathering my courage.When I lifted my lashes, I met Benson’s gaze.“You understand that if you ever break my heart, I will kill you, right?”

His relieved laugh filled the car.“I love you, you little fucking maniac.”

Benson

Sweat rolled down my back as the music thumped through the club.After dinner, Esme decided she didn’t want to go straight home.She was full of carbs and chocolate from dessert, which had given her a happy glow that I was determined to keep there.Since there was a club down the block, we’d grabbed a round booth in the back and ordered bottle service.

On our walk, I’d shot Parker a text to let him know where we were, in case he got done with his client and wanted to join us.But so far, he’d been radio silent.It looked like it was going to be a long night for him, which didn’t bode well for whatever person was causing the holdup.Parker didn’t put up with anything interrupting time with Esme, and I couldn’t blame him for that.

Three days of only getting to see her via security cameras and I’d been losing my fucking mind.How I’d found the willpower to stay away for as long as I had, I still didn’t know, but I should have been given a medal of valor for it.

While I was straining against my mental chains, trying to stay away, I was able to feed my addiction for her with everything Ghost was able to get his hands on during his deeper dive into the dark web.It wasn’t much, still the bare bones, but I liked that she was so mysterious.My little vixen was well protected.

At least for now.

As long as her fucking sister left her alone.

Eloise was trying to stir up trouble.I had a tail on her, so I knew she was still shut in her apartment.She hadn’t left, even to go to class, all week, but she’d been online plenty, and Ghost was monitoring her every click.As long as she left Esme alone, she was safe.But if she so much as typed her baby sister’s name into a search engine, it was game over.

Fuck knew I’d done enough to mess up with Esme as it was.

I’d thought she needed time, that by not pushing her boundaries, it would show her she could trust me.But as soon as she’d asked where I’d been, I’d known staying away had been a mistake.

One I wouldn’t make again.

A waitress dropped off a bottle of champagne on ice and three flutes.Esme huffed at the sight.“No shots?”

“You have school tomorrow, baby girl.”Malcolm poured her a glass then settled back, grabbing his own glass with a grimace.It wasn’t the whisky he wanted, but we both knew our girl would have stolen our drinks if we’d ordered something stronger for ourselves, the little minx.

Her bottom lip popped out in a sexy pout before she tipped her glass back and emptied the contents in one gulp.Mal narrowed his eyes on her, but he refilled the drink.When he replaced the bottle in the bucket of ice, he shifted it farther away.

Devilment glittered in her eyes.“Oh, we’re playing now.Okay.”She tossed the drink back again.Swallowing, she moaned before her teeth scraped over her plump bottom lip, and she lifted the hand holding the glass high over her head.Astro leaned over the back of the booth, filling her glass for the third time.

“You’re about to get yourself spanked, little girl,” I cautioned, taking the glass from her.

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