Page 47 of Bratty Badboys

But Caleb… he was stubborn, cocky and confident. He didn’t miss a single day to wait for me, leaning on his bike near my porch. In the beginning, I went to talk to him after parking my car, but he was persistent.

He just wanted one date. If I didn’t like him after the date, he’d never bother me again.

“He’s too stubborn,” I said. “Can you stop peeking out of the window?”

Valeria gave me a sly look and said, “If you don’t want him, I can ask for his number.”

I pursed my lips, thinking about Valeria and Caleb as a couple, but couldn’t see them working out. Even though they were almost the same age.

“I’m kidding, Anna!” She giggled. “But your face… haha, you’re jealous but won’t accept going on a date with him.”

Alice chimed in, “Yes, mommy! If you don’t want Caleb, can I invite him to my tea party?” She was talking about the tea party with her dolls and toys.

“He has perfect hair for the pink hair clips, and I can braid it!” Alice was excited, already imagining Caleb in his leather jacket sitting on one of her pink small chairs and making him tea with pink clips in his hair.

I’d pay to see that, but I wasn’t sure about him. He and Kyle were putting more efforts than either of my exes had in the entirety of our relationships, so that was something. But I didn’t trust myself to fall for the wrong person once more and pick myself up again for my kids.

Swallowing the lump in my throat, I ran a hand over my dress and said, “We can’t invite him now, honey. How about we go to the library and get some books for you?” It was a Saturday, after all. She loved going to the library with me since it was a day off.

Alice frowned, thinking over my question and said, “But Mommy I have a playdate with Taylor. We’re going to bake with her older sister and eat lots of yummy chocolate cookies.”

Her hazel eyes were wide and sparkling, thinking about the cookies and making me chuckle. I combed her hair and said, “Okay, honey. I won’t disturb your playdate.”

Curiosity got the best of me when Alice went to the kitchen, following Valeria. I peeked outside, and to my surprise, Caleb was talking to Kyle. They were too far to read their expressions, but it looked like it was a tense conversation with Kyle’s brows furrowed and Caleb’s mouth in a straight line.

Should I deescalate the situation?

Pursing my lips, I kept watching them and held my breath. Their bodies moved closer, my eyes tracing the small space between them as Kyle leaned towards Caleb to whisper something, making my heartbeat race faster. What is it? I wanted to know.

As if trying to listen to them, I leaned closer, my forehead thudding against the window glass, making me wince and rub my forehead. And making the hot men standing on my porch look in my direction.

My eyes widened, and I pulled the curtains closed before backing away and cupping my mouth.

That was foolish of me.

I could imagine Caleb smirking and Kyle holding his smile back. I bet they were discussing how they can enter my house and take me upstairs to my bedroom and have their way with me.

Well… I was a hypocrite because I didn’t particularly hate that idea. In fact, I quite liked it. I sat on one of the dining chairs and thought about the consequences if they ended up doing that when I was home alone.

I would struggle. But they were two strong men and from what I could remember, with wide shoulders and abs and perfect muscles. They could easily manhandle me even with my excellent core strength. But they would be gentle. Their grips would be firm on my arm, but not tight enough to leave any marks.

And they’d strip me before I could utter a single word…

I squeezed my eyes shut, covering my face with my hands. What am I thinking? Why am I thinking about them?

I was the one who said it’d be a one-nightstand.

My legs were shaky when I made my way upstairs and closed the door of my room before pulling out the toy from my nightstand drawer.

I stared at the little bullet which I had purchased on a whim when I was married to Felix and later felt guilty about using it in the shower every morning for a few weeks. But now, I didn’t care. I tugged my dress up and leaned back on the bed, spreading my legs until I felt the cool touch of the toy against my skin.

Taking a deep breath, I removed my panties, my cheeks flushing at the sight of wetness, and turned on the vibrator. I sighed, melting on the sheets when I moved it over my slicked slit, thinking about two men forcing me to strip and touching me everywhere I wanted.

“Oh…” a soft sigh escaped my lips when the hum of the toy breezed through my sensitive skin, over my clit and down the lips.

I whimpered, squeezing my eyes shut and thinking about Kyle and Caleb… and what they would do if they found me like this.

Moaning their names and touching myself. Caleb would get mad and tease me with his filthy mouth and tongue while Kyle would degrade and praise me as his pretty slut while teasing my body with his expert fingers.

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