“What will we tell Madi?”
“We have time to figure it out. She’s taking a job out of town, so we’ll probably see her even less.”
“I don’t mean to have a one-track mind, but now that we’ve got that out of the way, can I show you how much I love you, Caroline.”
She flinches. “Love?”
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Theemotionalrollercoasterstopslong enough for me to accept that the guys are okay with who I am. Other than Madi, I’ve never had someone on my side, but even that ended poorly. I’m not used to the support, and being able to trust people.
I’m more than happy to give it a shot though.
Bennett’slovecomment is a different story.
“Does that make you nervous?” he says, stroking my chin. Roarke gives us space. I get the impression he wants to see how the two of us handle this.
“That’s the first time anyone’s said that to me?”
“What?” Bennett and Roarke say simultaneously.
“My childhood wasn’t great, but I don’t want to talk about that right now.”
Roarke returns to us. “There’s no pressure for you to say it until you’re ready, but I love you, Caroline. Now you’ve heard it twice, and if you’re okay with it, we’ll say it a lot more.”
I duck my head, unsure if what I’m about to say is still okay. “I could get used to hearing it, Daddy.”
“Then here it is again. I fucking love you, Baby.” Can he really love me? Time will tell. Right now, I’ll celebrate that I still have a Daddy, and Bennett, who’s right, we need to find a nickname for him.
Bennett sits me on the desk. “I love you, and I can’t wait to show you what that feels like.”
He tugs my ass to the edge and I lift up while the two of them remove my panties. “I was going to bend you over the desk, but now I want you facing me. I want you to see what you do to me. You good with that?”
“Yeah.” I shuffle to get my dress out from under me. “You do remember what happened to your chair though?”
Roarke laughs. “We’ll take our chances. I can have the cleaning service come here too if needed.”
Bennett slides his fingers over my sex, rubbing gently. He’s right, I want to see his face. All of his focus is on my happiness. Then he dips inside and I watch his eyes glaze over. It feels so good to have him inside of me, mine probably do too.
He pulls himself together, “Roarke’s right, I need to take it slow with you. If I do anything you don’t like, stop me.”
“I will,” I say with more confidence than I ever thought possible. Their love empowers me. Will it be enough to heal me, all of my insecurities? Or will it falter like everything else in my life?
Working his fingers over my clit, he has me barreling toward an orgasm in record time. Roarke scoots to the other side of the desk and sits beside me, placing his hand over my mouth. “We can’t be too loud here, Baby.”
His touch is light as he strokes my cheek and stays at the ready. Experience has taught him that I’ll lose control, which I do almost instantly. He tightens his grip, turning my head into his chest while my release obliterates me.
And moments later when Bennett slides his fat cock into me, Daddy reminds me to try to keep quiet. This time he kisses my moans away. He helps me through the fullness. Teaches me that I can handle Bennett’s cock when my body’s convinced it can’t take anymore.
The single time I had sex years ago was nothing like this. Not just that there’s physical pleasure this time, but the intimate pleasure, the tender looks, the soft touches, and the trust that it takes for us to be vulnerable together.
Even as Bennett grips my hips and pumps his cock in and out of me, finding new heights to my building orgasm, Roarke, Daddy, makes sure I don’t get too loud.
I had no idea how incredible it could be to have someone care about me.
I’m completely encircled by their love. They’re exactly what I need. What I always needed—someone to love me. And now I have that times two.