Page 63 of Off Limits Daddies
"What? Did they find out?—"
"They've heard rumors about your past," he interrupts quickly. "About why you left Riverside ten years ago." He moves to his desk, bracing his hands on the surface. The muscles in his forearms flex beneath his rolled sleeves. "They're questioning whether someone with your history should be teaching their children."
"What exactly are they saying?"
"That you left town pregnant. That you were involved with multiple men. That you're morally unfit." His jaw tightens. "Anything they could think of since they don't know the real reason." His eyes narrow on me. "Idon't even know the real reason. But I told them your personal life is your own business and your teaching credentials are impeccable."
"But?"
"But they're threatening to pull their kids from Riverside Academy if the board doesn't take action." He runs his hand through his dark hair, making it stand up slightly. "The pressure is mounting, Mia. I can only hold them off for so long."
I sink into the chair across from his desk, feeling the walls closing in. "What do I do?"
"Keep your head down. Be beyond reproach in every interaction." He comes around the desk and kneels in front of me, his large hands covering mine. "We'll get through this. I promise."
The warmth of his touch grounds me. I look into those hazel eyes with their gold flecks and see the man who fathered my children, who's risking everything to protect me.
"The twins are in after-school care until six," I whisper.
Understanding flashes across his face. "Blake's house. Four o'clock."
Blake opens his door wearing athletic pants and a fitted t-shirt that shows off his muscular chest and broad shoulders. His sandy hair is slightly damp, like he just showered after practice, and his warm brown eyes crinkle with concern when he sees my face.
"Rough day?"
"You could say that." I step inside where Noah is already waiting on the couch, his dark hair messy and his green eyes worried behind his glasses.
Jack arrives ten minutes later, loosening his tie as he walks through the door. The four of us stand in Blake's living room, the tension from the outside world pressing in on all sides.
"I need to not think for a while," I admit quietly. "I need to feel something other than fear and guilt."
Blake moves first, crossing to me and cupping my face in his hands. His palms are warm and slightly rough against my skin. "We aim to please."
He grins, then kisses me slowly, thoroughly, his tongue sliding against mine until my knees go weak. When he pulls back, Noah is there, his lean frame pressing against my side as his mouth finds my neck.
Jack's hands find my waist from behind, his solid presence grounding me.
They guide me to Blake's bedroom, where afternoon sunlight streams through the windows. Clothes are shed slowly, reverently. Blake's hands trace the curve of my waist whileNoah's fingers tangle in my hair. Jack's mouth finds the sensitive spot behind my ear that makes me gasp.
"So beautiful," Blake breathes, his brown eyes dark with desire as he takes in my bare breasts, my legs, and every inch of exposed skin.
They lay me on the bed and take turns worshipping my body. Blake's mouth trails down my stomach while Noah kisses me deeply, swallowing my moans. Jack's hands explore my thighs, spreading them wider.
The stress and fear dissolve under their touch. Each kiss reminds me I'm wanted. Each caress proves I'm valued. The connection between all four of us deepens with every shared breath, every whispered word of reassurance.
Blake enters me first, his muscular body covering mine, his movements slow and deliberate. His thickness filling me fully. Now this is what I needed. What I wanted. To lose myself with my men.
My men. That should sound strange, but it doesn't.
Blake brings me right to the point of orgasming, then stops and withdraws.
"Wait! Get back here," I demand on a gasp, my hips writhing and my core pulsing with unfulfilled desire. Instead, he grins and reaches for my nipples while Noah takes his place. He thrusts so deeply inside me I instantly come while Blake sucks one nipple and Jack sucks the other.
Noah continues pounding inside me, building me toward another orgasm before the first one has finished. While Noah and Blake continue worshiping my breasts with their mouths,I reach out a hand to either side and grab their dicks, and immediately start stroking them. They suck and bite harder, sending me over the edge with a cry of pleasure that matches theirs. Incredibly, all of us come together at the same time.
Afterward, we lie tangled together in Blake's bed, limbs intertwined and hearts still racing. The afternoon light has shifted to early evening gold, painting everything in warm tones.
Noah's fingers trace lazy patterns on my shoulder. I close my eyes and allow myself to enjoy these few stolen moments where no problems exist, no one is gossiping about me and demanding my termination, and no students are obsessively attracted to me.
