Page 15 of Sexting My Daddies


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“Harper’s a grown woman.” Julian joined the conversation with a solid defense that Alexander might not be able to comprehend in this state.

I crossed my ankles and let the window bear the brunt of my weight. “Do you think we were wrong to have sex with Harper?”

“No.” Julian exploded upward in a single motion that didn’t even disturb his drink. “She made the decision to sleep with us. We didn’t coerce her. She had full control.”

“We’re twenty years older than her and her bosses.” Alexander pointed out the obvious with a twist to his lips. “As much as I want her, I can’t shake the feeling that we’ve betrayed Peter.”

Julian and I noted the present tensewantat the same time and nodded at each other. We were on the same page.

“We all chose this.” I chose my words carefully and said them with gentle clarity. “No one forced anyone. Harper chose us, and we all went in with our eyes wide open.” I took a breath to steady my racing pulse and forced out the rest. “It was a one-time thing.”

Wrong. The words were wrong. I hated every single one of them. I was not done with Harper. Not by a long shot.

“She begged for more.” Julian slapped Alexander’s back with enough force to knock most men to their knees. Alexander barely swayed. Julian’s smile bloomed into one of pure chaotic excitement. “Fuck, Alex. She took all of you and asked formore.You know how exceptional that is. Even Dante got to have a little fun and it didn’t scare her off.”

Yes, and the memory of her pulse beneath my thumb drummed into my blood with a heady rush that went straight to my cock. I’d had a taste of her, a glimpse of her desire, and I wanted more. So much more. I would have what I wanted. Rules be damned.

Reputation and loyalty be damned.

Alexander ran a hand through his hair again and again, until it stood in sharp spikes and his chest heaved with his indecision. I was going to hell for my desires, whether my friends followed me into that abyss or not, I had no choice but to satiate myself with Harper.

Next time, there would be more. Of everything. More foreplay. More sexual exploration.

Julian was right. She’d taken Alexander’s cock and begged. She’d allowed me to choke her and gag her with my cock, and she’d craved more.

I would give her everything.

7

HARPER

Lila and I curled up on opposite ends of my couch with our wine and bowls of popcorn and stared at the blank TV screen. She sipped and eyed me from the side. “So, are you going to tell me what happened last night or not?”

“Not?” It came out on a light chuckle, and she threw a pillow at my head. I batted it away, a full-bodied laugh shaking my shoulders. “Fine. I’ll tell you.”

She leaned forward, her eyes wide.

“I had sex with them.” A smile burst out, giddy little bubbles popping along my skin and shivering down my spine.

Lila grabbed my arm. “What do you mean, them?” Her nails pinched my skin, and she shook my arm hard enough to slosh my wine. “Tell me everything.”

I gave her a PG explanation of my experience. I refused to give her too many details. Even though we were best friends and I trusted her with this secret, there were parts of that night—of the person I’d become—that I wasn’t ready to reveal. Like howI’d wanted all three of them to push their cocks into me and let me ride them like a damned rocket. Or how I’d enjoyed Dante choking me and how I’d wondered what it would feel like to have him take things a little further.

“You bad, bad bitch.” Lila smacked the side of my arm with the back of her hand. “That sounds incredible. I envy you.”

“It was the best sex I’ve ever had.” I sighed into my wine. “But we agreed it was a one-time thing.” Disappointment sat bitter on my tongue, but I forced it down. “I don’t know how I’m supposed to go back to the typical dating scene after last night.”

Lila topped off my wine and gave me a sad smile. “I get it. Men our age are total assholes. I’d do anything to have a night like yours. Even with just one guy. To have that kind of explosive chemistry and sex.” She shivered while smiling and rubbing her arms. “The closest I get is with my new dildo. I call him Brad. You might have to invest in one for yourself. Not as good as the real thing, but Brad’s big enough to get the job done.”

Big enough. A memory of Alexander’s incredible cock popped into my head. My stomach clenched and I soaked my damn panties. “I saw Alexander on my way out of the building tonight. He looked at me like nothing had happened.”

Almost like it hadn’t mattered to him at all. That hurt more than anything. I’d understood and obeyed the rules we set out, but ithurtto have him look at me and not even show a shred of emotion. What would it take to snap that control? Even as he railed me last night, he’d been tightly wound and in complete control. What would it feel like to have that break, for the animal I’d glimpsed inside him to burst out?

“I’m sure he didn’t mean for it to look that way. It’s not like he could pin you against the wall and tell you how much he wanted you right there in the elevator.” Lila’s eyes danced, her mischief and sexual energy on full display. “It’s better to have the experience, right?” She nudged my wine glass toward my mouth. “And now you’ll know what kind of standard to set for the next man who takes you to bed.”

“You’re right, but there’s no one else in the world who can compare to them.” I sighed and closed my eyes, shutting out the sight of my drab apartment. I’d moved in here after Dad passed away, unable to bear the sight of my empty childhood home. This was almost worse. I’d taken some of the furniture, things like Dad’s old desk and the entertainment center. I’d bought the couch and chairs from an online store and barely bothered looking for decor that matched. The eclectic mix of old and new comforted me.

Lila scooched down in her corner and propped her feet on the coffee table. “Who has the biggest dick?”