by Nicole Casey
I blanketed myself over her, and placed more kisses across her back, taking nips at her shoulder blades, and thrusting my dick gently against the skin of her ass. I would want to claim it too for myself at some point, but I didn’t want to do too much too fast, we had plenty of time to do everything we wanted to try. She reached behind her and grabbed my dick, lifting her ass in the air. She lined the head up to the opening to her pussy and then looked back over her shoulder at me.
“Please, Harrison,” she begged through parted lips and wild eyes. “Fuck me.”
I slapped a hand down on her ass and she yelped. “You want me to fuck you?”
She nodded, and her face was drenched in red. “Yes. Fuck me.”
I pushed the head of my cock just inside. I didn’t go the whole way. I had a certain kink for taking things at an arduous pace to generate a build up that would drive us both wild. Jordan wiggled impatiently, trying to push herself backwards, but I kept my hands braced on her ass, keeping her in place as I moved at the speed I wanted to. I moved slowly inside, letting out a gasp of my own at how tight she was. The ribbed muscles of her pussy clamped down on me, trying, as she was, to get my dick further inside her.
“Fuck,” I hissed.
Jordan swiveled her hips to increase the friction, and for a moment, I lost myself in the feeling. I pushed my cock even further inside her, taking deep breaths as she stabbed herself on my dick and moved me around inside her. With my head far from a place of control, Jordan shoved her ass backwards and buried me all the way to the hilt, nearly making me come instantly. I slapped her ass in reaction and she let out a loud moan. Her pussy spasmed around me, and I could feel her coming in response to the sudden slap. Slow was typically the name of my game, but she felt so good, I couldn’t stop my hips from moving as they started to thrust in and out of her.
“Yes, Harrison,” she moaned. “Your dick feels so good.”
I slapped her ass again, that time instantly feeling her clench around me. She liked it rough. That was duly noted. I wrapped my hand around her stomach and pulled her to sit upright on her knees. The position moved me into a new spot inside her, where I was plunging deep inside, setting her womb as a goal.
“Ah, fuck!” she screeched. “Right there.”
I continued to move in and out of her, targeting her favorite places inside and feeling the way her pussy reacted by massaging my dick in turn. I was looking forward to fucking her all night long, but she was already threatening to make me come for the first time. She started to throw her ass back, and I just sat in place, allowing her to fuck herself on my dick.
“I’m gonna come,” she whined. “I’m gonna come again.”
She hastened herself, pushing her ass back repeatedly, filling the room with the sound of her skin hitting mine, and when she finally stopped, letting her ass sit against my pelvis while her pussy spasmed around me in another wild orgasm, my cock started to sear with heat, and I felt myself coming in spurts, thrusting into her as I filled her up with everything I had. We collapsed onto the bed, breathing hard and remaining connected for the moment.
“Wow,” she sang. “Just wow.”
I pet her hip gently with my hand. “Yeah, wow.”
“That’s one for the books,” she said, and then she looked back over her shoulder at me. “At least until round two.”
I pulled out of her quickly, and flipped her onto her back. “Then let’s not waste any time.”
We made out long enough to get my cock ready for another go, and we continued to make love all night long.
10
Jordan
It was finally Friday, and a lower key one at that. I loved my job. The kids were wonderful and the dads were obviously wonderful, but all the running around took a toll on me. I knew that I had to take Nova to ballet practice a little later on, but for the time being I was taking a relaxing bath and enjoying the solitude. My friend Khloe had texted me several times wanting to catch up, but with the kids and the guys I hadn’t had much of a chance. It seemed like the perfect opportunity, now that I had a few moments to myself, to call her and see how life had been treating her.
I pulled out my wireless headphones and dialed her number. The phone trilled a few times and then clicked as it went live. “Well hey there. I was beginning to think you were cutting me off,” Khloe sang.
“Of course not,” I responded. “Life has just taken a… strange turn.”
“What’s that mean?” Khloe said.
“Well, remember that job I was texting you about, the nanny gig?” I asked.
“Yeah.”
“Well, when I got to the interview, the dad dropped the bomb on me that it wasn’t just a position to watch one guy’s kids, but six guys’ kids. Seven kids in total,” I explained, knowing full well that wasn’t the craziest part of the story.
“No way! You didn’t accept it, did you? That seems like a totally cheap and unfair way to trick someone into looking after multiple kids. Besides, there are laws against underpaying someone for something like that,” Khloe ranted.
“Uh, yeah, underpayment is far from an issue,” I said. “I’m making more money monthly at this one job than I have at all of my previous jobs combined.”
“Shut up,” Khloe said. “Do they need another nanny? Housekeeper?”
“What happened to wedding planning?” I asked. Khloe and I had been friends for a few years and both came to Texas to pursue our careers. Khloe was in high-end party planning, specifically, fancy, celebrity-worthy weddings.
“I’m still doing it, but this current job…” Her voice trailed off. “We’ll get to that, but finish telling me about this. You don’t hate it?”
All the guys and kids faces flashed across my brain and my heart got three sizes bigger. “No, quite the opposite actually. I absolutely love the kids, and I think… Well, I think I may be falling for the dads too.”
“Whoa! Pump the breaks, missy! You can get involved with the fathers of the kids you’re nannying. What if the mothers find out?” Khloe said.
“No mothers in the picture,” I said. “I’m the nanny for the official Single Dad Club. Headed by one Ethan, oh-my-god-he’s-so-unbearably-gorgeous, Coleman.”
“Wow,” Khloe said. “Kind of a dream gig over there, huh?”
“Yeah,” I replied. “They’re really sweet and caring, and they treat me very good.”
“Get it, girl,” Khloe said. “I must admit, I’ve found myself in a similar predicament.”
“Really? How many guys?” I asked.
“Seven,” Khloe replied.
“Holy crap, I thought my six was a lot,” I said. “Where’d you meet them?”
“Remember when I said this current job was giving me trouble? They’re why,” Khloe said. “The groom’s seven groomsmen. They’re unreasonably good-looking, and I can tell they want me. Every time I get around them, my concentration goes to shit. I just keep imagining myself in the center of that huddle.”
I giggled. “I bet you are. Send me pictures,” I said.
“I’ll do it if you will,” she replied.
“Deal,” I said. My other line started to ring and I could see it was Cade. “Oh, this is one of my dads. I promise I’ll come out to Houston and visit once things calm down.”
“You’d better. Hopefully we’ll have even juicier notes to exchange by then,” she quipped.
“I have juicy notes,” I said. “You need to catch up.” My phone beeped again. “Okay, I really gotta go.”
“Okay,” Khloe said. “Love you. Bye.”
“You too. Bye.” I hung up my phone and answered the other line just before it would have sent Cade to voicemail. “Hello.”
“Hello there,” Cade replied in a dark, sultry voice. “How are you spending your morning off before you have to go get the kids?”
I splashed the water around me a little louder on purpose. “Just taking a bubble bath.”
“I like what I’m hearing. Can I join you?” Cade asked.
/> I snickered. “I’d love it, but then I’d definitely be late to get the kids.”
Cade sighed. “Too true. Speaking of which, I’m hoping you can take Nova to ballet after school today.”
I wasn’t scheduled to pick Nova up as Cade was supposed to have the day off. “Oh no, did you get called in?”
“Naturally. I work with idiots, so I suppose it’s to be expected,” he replied.
“I can take her. It’s not a problem,” I said.
“Thank you so much. I read them the riot act. I told Nova I was coming and now I have to disappoint her, and I hate that,” Cade said.
“It’s okay,” I told him. “I’ll make sure she feels extra, extra loved. And you too, if you need it.”
“Oh, I need it,” Cade responded with a deep laugh. “Alright, well tell her I’m sorry and I love her.”
“I will. See you tonight.” I swished the water again.
Cade let out a low growl. “No, I’ll see you tonight.”
I finished my bath, got dressed, and headed out to get the kids. I felt bad for Cade that he was unable to be there for Nova, but I knew she loved having me drop her off at ballet, so I was certain she would be okay. I signed the kids out of their school, loaded them into the van, and started off for the twins’ baseball practice. I’d been nannying the kids for close to a month now, so I had a pretty good handle on juggling all of their activities. It was the most time effective to bring the boys to baseball, drop Trey at karate, and then bring Nova to ballet. Typically by the time I got those four dropped off, it was nearly already time to cycle back and get Davin and David, so I would bring the remaining kids for a bit of ice cream, and then go and pick up the twins, bringing them some ice cream as well. Then I would bring them all home. After they were home, I’d go back for Trey and Nova, bring them each to get a treat of their own, drop Trey at home, and then drop Nova.
I climbed out in front of Nova’s ballet studio with Danille, Tyler, and Ricky. Nova was a little sad that Cade couldn’t be with her, but I snuggled her up lots and gave her a kiss on the cheek as I sent her off to join her friends, telling her sweetly that I’d be back for her when the practice was over.
She gave me an adorable smile, a huge hug, and then as she was skipping off to join the others she called out, “Bye mom!”
My heart was like a balloon that had been pumped too full and then burst. She had a huge smile on her face and I was blanketed in a feeling I had never felt before. That sweet girl cared about me enough to at least accidentally call me mom, and that made me feel like a million bucks. I carried out the rest of the schedule, finding myself unable to stop smiling, and when I was finally arriving back at Nova’s ballet practice to pick her up before heading out to pick up Trey, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was picking up my own daughter.
She ran up to me with a huge smile on her face and threw her whole body into a hug. I squeezed her tight, and then loaded her into the van and went to get Trey. I dropped Trey at home and then took Nova to finally be reunited with her very exhausted papa.
“Daddy!” she yelped as we walked through the door.
She ran up to him and he crouched down instantly to meet her in a big hug. “Hi, princess!”
“I got froyo from Jordan!” she said.
“Did you? She spoils you a little too much, maybe?” he said, looking up at me. I shrugged. He wasn’t wrong. “Well, go put on some comfy clothes and we’ll have some dinner.”
“Okay!” Nova scuttled away and Cade stood up and walked over to me.
“Thank you,” Cade said. He wrapped a hand around my waist and pulled me closer to him.
“Of course,” I replied, meeting his embrace. “Oh, guess what?”
“What?” Cade said.
“Nova called me mom today,” I said, and I could instantly feel Cade’s arms tense around me. “What?”
“I don’t know, I guess maybe it’s just the dad in me, that makes me a little nervous. That’s a big thing,” he explained with a shake to his voice.
“It is big,” I replied. I grabbed his head and pulled him down into a kiss. “But it’s okay. It’s not like I’m going anywhere, and sometimes I feel like I am her mom.” I batted my eyes at him. “If I’m always there for her, is it a problem?”
Cade’s face relaxed and a smile curved across it. He tucked his hand under my chin and lifted my head, setting his lips on mine. The kiss was deep and passionate, full of something I hadn’t felt from Cade before. “No, it isn’t,” he said after. “Thank you.”
11
Ethan
All the numbers and paperwork of the day seemed to be droning on. I was at work worrying about other people’s lives when all I wanted to do was go home, get the twins, and play baseball. Maybe with Jordan as the catcher. Maybe I should buy her a pair of tight baseball pants.
My intercom buzzed and snapped out of my thoughts, which was good because I was just about to get stiff thinking about Jordan in tight pants and nothing else. “Mr. Coleman.”
“Yes, Mark?” I responded to my assistant.
“There’s a visitor here to see you,” he announced.
I took a quick glance at my calendar, but I had no meeting scheduled for the day. “Who is it?” I asked.
“She said her name is Jordan Kent?” he responded.
I sat straight up in my chair. It was as if she’d heard my thoughts. “For future reference, Mark, Jordan is always, always allowed in with no hesitation.”
“Yes sir,” Mark replied. “I’ll send her up.”
I creased my suit and made sure that everything looked as it should and a few seconds later, there was a knock at the door.
“Come in,” I called out.
Jordan’s head pierced the door frame as she opened the door to let herself into the office. She was wearing a knee-length skirt, and a button-up. “Hey.”
“Hello beautiful,” Ethan greeted. “How are you?”
“I’m good. I have a little while before I have to go and get the kids. Have you eaten yet?” she asked.
She gave me a feeling I hadn’t had in a really long time. It had been since before my ex since someone had looked out for me. I’d been doing all of the ‘taking care of’ for the past six years, worrying about the boys and making sure they were good to go. Looking at Jordan staring at me with her head knocked to the side, waiting for my answer, it was clear she had me even more wrapped around her finger than I thought at first.
“I have not,” I replied.
Jordan scoffed. “Well, I would lecture you, but I really want to have lunch with you, so I suppose I’ll let it slide.” She giggled. “Can you escape for a bit?”
I stood up without hesitation. “Of course I can.” I walked up to her and stopped just before I got to her. She closed the distance between us and gave me a kiss, leaving a smile in the wake. “Well, that was lovely.”
She nodded. “Yes it was. Ready?”
“After you,” I responded, motioning forward.
After telling me she’d taken an Uber to get to my downtown office, we took my car to a family-style diner that I enjoyed that wasn’t too far away. We each ordered club sandwiches and coffee and settled in for a nice lunch date.
“I spoke to Harrison about the arrangement,” Jordan started after we’d gotten our food. “I told him that I’m into it.”
“Is that right?” I said, my dick already receiving jolts of excitement.
She nodded. “It is. Needless to say, he didn’t wait too long to put the new plan into action.”
“I bet he didn’t,” I replied, and I couldn’t blame him. That any of us, Cade excluded, had resisted her at all was a full-fledged miracle. “I’d like to not wait much longer myself.” Just as I was finishing the statement, I felt a soft, warm feeling on my leg. Jordan had freed one of her feet from its shoe and was sticking her toes up my pant leg. “It would appear as though you don’t want to either.”
Jordan shook her head. “I wasn’t really all that h
ungry, just curious if you can top Harrison? He set the bar pretty high.”
Seduction and a challenge? My cock was definitely getting hard now. Jordan had embarked on a course of action just to get into my pants, and that was the most electrifying thing that had happened to me in a long time, if ever. I met her first, and had wanted her the longest, so though I had every plan to take her back to her place and fuck her until neither of us could move, we were going to have to make a pit stop to take my first taste of the goddess before me.
I drove to a spot not too far away where I knew we would be away from onlookers. I parked away from the street, put my seat back, and Jordan wasted no time in climbing over me. She straddled me, and looked down, her eyes widening at just how tented my pants were. She rubbed my dick through my jeans, while sucking her lips against mine in a fiery kiss. It was slobbery, and wet, the kind that lovers had when they couldn’t wait to taste one another. I was never much of one for foreplay, but I had some places on Jordan’s body that I needed to explore, and I wouldn’t stop until I had done so effectively.
I pushed her top up enough to gain access to her breasts, while her hands worked to get me out of my jeans. Her desires were the opposite of mine. I wanted to do things in a certain order, but Jordan wasn’t willing to wait.
“I need you right now, baby,” she hummed.
“Just remember, you asked for it,” I responded. I pushed her skirt up her thighs, and took my dick from her hand and flicked it against her pussy. When I was met with no fabric, I raised an eyebrow. “Are you going commando?”
She shrugged a shoulder. “I figured I didn’t need them.”
I set my dick against her pussy and then put my hands on her hips. “Take all of my dick!”