Page 34 of Hot Dad Summer

I slowed my thrusts as she recovered and waited until she was looking at me again to start moving with more purpose. Her body was so soft under mine and her sex gripped me like a fist. Her nails dug into my shoulders and she cradled my hips between her thighs, opening herself even more for me.

“Don’t stop, Flynn.” She arched under me and rolled her hips. “Oh, God!”

I took her mouth in a fierce kiss as I thrust faster, driving us both towards our release. She wrapped her arms around my neck and clutched my head, sucking my bottom lip into her mouth and moaning. She was close to coming again and I was right there with her. Our breaths came fast and our kissing turned messy. She cried out my name against my lips and bucked her hips up to meet my thrusts until my jaw hurt from fighting to stay in control. When her body tightened around mine, when her breathing went shallow and turned into more gasps than breaths, I shoved my hand between us and circled her clit with the pads of my fingers.

She muffled her scream by latching onto my neck, her teeth blunt and bruising. The sharp bite of pain pushed me over the edge. I gripped the back of her hair and let her take my full weight while I thrust into her two, three more times. My release felt like it would suck my spine from my body, it was so intense and rough. I came with her name on my lips and I came hard enough to black out anyone before Daisy. The feeling of my come flooding her insides made it even hotter. I came more than I ever had and when it was done, all I could do was lie on top of her, struggling to catch my breath.

Daisy slowly released my neck and let her arms flop out to the sides. “Wow.”

I forced myself to roll off her but I only went to my side so I could still hold her close. “Ditto.”

She melted into my embrace and let out a quiet laugh. “I didn’t expect that.”

“What? Sex?”

She looked up at me. “No, I expected the sex. You weren’t exactly subtle. I didn’t expect it to be like that. It felt…special.”

My chest inflated with pride. “It was special.”

Her smile slid under my skin and made itself home right in my heart. It was dangerous and probably stupid but I was falling for my brother’s ex-girlfriend, the woman he’d never deserved. I just had to figure out a way to keep her for myself when both Max and Wes seemed interested, too.

27

***Daisy***

That weekend I made a decision that was probably a little poorly thought out. I was stressed from how many missed calls I’d received from my parents, Brooke, and even Tyler. I was overwhelmed with taking back the bakery’s social media and I was tripping over myself trying to avoid being alone with any of the brothers because I didn’t trust myself. Instead of hanging around the house and risking having to answer to my behavior, I proposed a family day spent in the village.

The kids were immediately excited, so excited that their dads couldn’t tell them no. Within the hour we were all headed to the village for a few hours at the public beach so the kids could play with their friends and then a trip through the village to see all the new stuff the shop owners were putting out. We were taking two carts and I was in the back cart next to Wes with Hazel in the seat behind us with Hank. There’d been several arguments about who was going to sit by my pup but Hazel won in the end.

“What store do you want to visit the most, Hazel?” I turned in my seat to face her. “The candy store?”

She hesitated and then shook her head. “I want to go to the dog store.”

Wes stiffened. “We’re not getting a dog, Hazel.”

“We already have a dog, Dad.” She barely managed to keep the ‘duh’ from slipping out. “We’re going to get toys and treats for Hank. Jenna from camp told me that she bought her dog a hat and sunglasses from the new dog store.”

I gasped. “Jenna’s dog has a hat and sunglasses? Nope. We’re going to get Hank a hat, sunglasses, and a Miami Vice style shirt. No dog is going to look better than Hank, not on our watch.”

Hazel giggled, a sound that soothed something deep in my soul. “What’s a Miami Vice style shirt?”

I pulled up a quick picture of one of the shirts and showed her. She looked at the picture and then at Hank and then her head dropped back and she laughed at the top of her lungs.

I smiled as I watched her and let out a happy little sigh. She was usually such an intense little girl. Seeing her get to be silly called to the broken little girl inside me.

Wes suddenly slammed on the brakes and we all would’ve gone flying if we hadn’t worn out seatbelts. Even Hank was strapped into one, at Hazel’s insistence. Wes’ arm shot out across my chest and it took us both a moment to realize that his hand was cupping my boob. He let go instantly and looked away. “Sorry.”

I rolled my eyes and turned to see why he’d slammed on the brakes. In front of us, Max had stopped their cart for a bear cub to pass by. My heart instantly seized and I grabbed Wes’ arm with both of mine. “Wes. Where’s the mom? We need to leave. Put this thing in high gear and get us the fuck away from a potential mauling. I would have to throw myself in front of the kids to save them and I really would but if it’s avoidable, I’d love to keep my face on my face.”

He let out a snort and then laughter bubbled over from him. He was crying and I was glaring by the time he got a hold of himself. “That’s not a damn bear, Daisy.”

We were moving again and when I got closer to what I thought was a bear I realized it was a black Pomeranian. I slowly uncurled myself from around Wes’ arm and sat back. I peeked back at Hazel and saw that she was laughing at me, too.

Crossing my arms over my chest, I huffed. “That dog should be on a leash.”

“That’s Professor James. He doesn’t like leashes.” Hazel waved to the dog as we passed him and then turned to Hank. “Don’t worry. He’s nowhere near as smart or as handsome as you. I don’t even think he went to college.”

Hank let out a happy bark and settled his head in her lap for loving. In the front seat Wes had gotten his own ideas about laps. He rested his palm over my thigh and lightly squeezed.