Double Daddy Trouble

“I have to come down your throat,” I groaned, feeling the ache start at the base of my spine.

“Fuck, me too,” Dylan grunted.

Her eyes met mine. I looked down in those beautiful pools of blue. I thrust inside her mouth, knowing two pumps was all it would take before I exploded inside her. I groaned feeling the quickening take over. I trembled until my cum filled her mouth.

Dylan whipped her around, shoving his dick inside her. She closed her eyes, taking him all in, moaning as h

e fucked her hard.

“That’s it, darlin’. Oh shit, you’re amazing.”

I ran my fingers through her hair just as he spilled inside her. She swallowed hard, licking her lips with satisfaction.

Dylan looked at me. I shook my head. This girl was going to be the death of us.

We jumped when we heard a knock on the door.

“Vanessa?” It was Candy. Shit.

We pulled up our pants and I helped Vanessa to her feet. Her cheeks were red and her hair was all over the place.

I tried to help her straighten it.

“Y-yes?” she eked out.

“Steve is out here.”

Vanessa wiped the back of her mouth. “Can you bring me some water before you send him in?”

Dylan and I both held in a laugh.

“Got it, boss,” Candy called.

Dylan held Vanessa against his chest. “Can I just say you’re the hottest fucking fiancée a man could want?”

She giggled. “Is that what hot fiancées do?”

I spun her toward me. I wouldn’t be able to touch her again until we were behind closed doors. Dylan could kiss her, hold her hand, put his arm around her and the rest of the world would think it was romantic. I couldn’t go near her.

“Absolutely.” I planted a kiss on her lips. “And right now I’m regretting I didn’t up my bid to a hundred K.”

Dylan pushed on my shoulder, separating us. “Well, you didn’t.”

“Hey.” Vanessa’s sapphire eyes burned brightly. “I said I didn’t want to choose. I’m not going to.” She shook her head. “Tell me you haven’t changed your minds.”

“No,” I growled, shooting Dylan a death stare.

“No.” He shoved his hands in his pockets.

“Good, because I need you both. I can’t run this team without you.”

“You have us,” I promised.

Dylan moved to unlock the door. “You have my word. We’re here for you.”

“If I could have two fake engagements I would,” she whispered. “But I don’t think that would go over very well.”

I was starting to realize more and more we were all in way over our heads, but one look at her and I knew I wasn’t going anywhere.