Page 46 of Playing By Their Rules

She pouts. “I heard multitasking is actually bad for focus and concentration. It means you do multiple things badly, rather than saving time.”

“Oh, believe me, I think we can do everything just fine.” Reaching between her legs, I give her clit a little flick with the pad of my thumb.

“Chance,” she gasps, her thighs tightening against mine. “Daddy, please.”

“So tell us what’s going through that pretty head of yours,” I say.

“No.”

“Okay.” I lean back.

She tries to move again, but Ethan is quick to hold her shoulders, preventing her from lifting off my cock.

“Daddyyyy,” she whines. “Pretty please?”

“You said something’s on your mind,” I say, flexing my hips forward just enough to tease her, “and if you aren’t going to safeword out of talking about it, then we want to know what it is.”

Closing her eyes, she says, “I think this whole thing between us is temporary, and that sucks. That’s all, okay? I like you more than you like me.”

I exchange a glance with Ethan. He shakes his head in disbelief and mouths the words, talk to her.

Fuck. It’s up to me.

“Baby girl,” I say sternly. Then, softer, “Maisie. Look at me.”

She opens her eyes, but she looks like she’s about to cry. Fuck. I can’t handle even the idea of her hurting.

“Maisie, listen.” I reach forward to cup her cheek. Her skin is soft against my palm. This girl is so precious, it makes my heart stutter. “I don’t think it’s possible for you to like us more than we like you.”

“But there’s…there’s three of us,” she says. “That doesn’t sound like a permanent sort of arrangement at all.”

“So what if there are three of us?” Ethan says.

Maisie shakes her head. “It’s kinky. People will talk.”

“Fuck them,” I say, thrusting up into her for emphasis.

She gasps, her pussy tightening around me.

“The more you talk about what’s bothering you, the more I’ll fuck you, princess,” I say.

“What do you want to know?” she asks with a wink, some of her playfulness returning.

“I want to know that you’ll come to us if you start feeling insecure,” I say.

“I will,” she says. “I just—it’s embarrassing.”

“Well, this is a good start.” I thrust again. “How did these thoughts even begin? What prompted them?”

She tries to grind on my cock once more, so I spank the side of her ass.

She yelps. “Ow!”

“What prompted these insecure thoughts?” I ask again.

“I…well, we haven’t talked about what we are to each other, so I was thinking that you’re both professors, you’re so much older. What could you want with me? You probably do this all the time, you know?”

“We used to do it all the time,” Ethan says. “Since you, we stopped.”

---