Page 43 of Hot Dad Summer

I’d never heard of any of them so I just pointed to the one in the middle and shrugged. “It’s not my fault if it’s not good.”

Everyone settled and then the movie started. My heart was already beating a little fast, just from sitting between Max and Wes, but when the opening scene was of a woman being chased by a masked murderer, I figured I’d get my cardio in just from how fast my pulse was. After the woman died and we got a close up of the killer’s eyes through the mask, the very next scene was of a party in the woods. Two of the partygoers snuck away and started going at.

I froze. The only sounds in the room were the moans of the couple. It wasn’t graphic but a very clear picture was painted; they were having sex. My hand was just in the air over the popcorn bowl and when Max’s hand bumped into mine I flinched and let out a strange sound and then immediately apologized in a strangled voice.

Thankfully, the sex scene didn’t last much longer before the killing started again. I watched parts of it through my fingers and jumped when the killer jumped out. Then there was another sex scene. It showed a guy going down on his girlfriend while the killer watched from the shadows. My heart pounded. I wanted to say something to break the tension in the room but I didn’t trust myself. I was horrifyingly turned on and sandwiched between the three men that I couldn’t stop craving in a dark room while we watched a sex scene.

So, no big deal. Totally fine.

I heard myself breathing and panicked at how loud it sounded, like I was panting. I tried to hold my breath but when I did, I could hear other breathing. It felt as if the whole room was on edge, breathing hard, and ready for anything.

On screen the killer finally stepped out and the couple fled through the woods, completely naked. Just as the killer stepped out from behind a tree, somehow getting in front of them even though he’d been chasing from behind, the power suddenly shut off. The room was instantly suffocatingly silent.

I was so on edge that when the empty popcorn bowl fell off the edge of the couch and hit the ground with a loud crack I screamed and clung to Max, since he was still the closest. I was in his lap, my breathing erratic as my heart slowed with the knowledge that we weren’t about to be murdered.

Max slowly wrapped his hands around my waist and squeezed. His breath hitched as he moved his giant hands higher. Flynn and Wes were talking to each other about a generator while I waited for Max’s hands to touch my breasts. The darkness felt naughty and full of dark potential. Something about the awful movie and the storm had fueled my desires.

“What do you think, Max?” Flynn’s voice acted as ice water to Max. He stiffened and then stood up so fast that I went tumbling backwards into Wes.

“I’ll handle it.” He was gone fast enough that no one could respond before the door was shutting behind him.

33

***Daisy***

Wes adjusted me so I was on his lap. He held me close and burrowed his face into the side of my neck. I was worried about Max and a little hurt by the way he’d dumped me out of his lap without a single word. The feeling of Wes’ muscled body under mine and his arms around me was like a soothing balm.

“Comfortable?” He asked it quietly, just barely a whisper against my sensitive skin.

I nodded, knowing he’d feel it, and closed my eyes. Staring into the darkness wasn’t helping my sanity any. My arousal hadn’t completely vanished, even after getting scared and screaming. And slowly, while I curled into Wes, it returned full force. I told myself to stand up and go to my own couch but my body didn’t cooperate.

“Since Max gave up his seat, I’m coming over.” Flynn announced just before he jumped onto our couch and moved over to find me. When he realized I was in Wes’ lap, he stilled. “Interesting.”

“Max pretty much dumped me into Wes’ lap.” My voice was shaky as I waited for him to get angry. Someone was bound to, with the mess I’d made of things. “I’m sorry.”

“You have nothing to be sorry for, sweetheart. This can be Wes’ consolation prize.” Flynn let out a dark laugh and managed to find my hand in the darkness. He interlaced our fingers and brought them up to his lips.

Wes didn’t seem to like that consolation comment. “Take a hint, little bro.”

I let out a shocked gasp when he twisted me around so I was straddling him. He cupped the back of my head and pulled me closer, close enough to kiss, which he did. I was so surprised that I didn’t react for a few moments. It was enough for Wes to stroke his tongue past my lips and drop one of his hands to cup my ass.

My body reacted before my brain did. I kissed him back, not processing that I was doing it while still gripping Flynn’s hands tight. Wes’ kiss was intense, almost bruising. He took my mouth like it was his to plunder. It was a dominating kiss, with his teeth and tongue marking me as his. I melted against his chest and let out a quiet whimper when he pulled back.

Flynn reminded us that he was still there by picking me up and putting me down in his own lap. He kissed me and my brain might’ve exploded from the shock of it all. His kiss was softer, gentler, almost playful. He didn’t give me everything and I found myself chasing him for more. He nipped my bottom lip and then licked it before doing it all over again. He gripped my ass tight and pressed my core against his rapidly rising erection. When he kissed across my jaw and to the spot just under my ear, I forget where we were and moaned.

The sound was enough to rattle my brain awake. I gasped and pulled away. Stumbling off the couch, I landed on my ass and scooted backwards. “Oh, God. I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have- I should- I can leave. I can pack and leave. I can’t believe I just did that. I swear I’m not like that. Even though it seems like I am like that here, with y’all. Where is Max with that power? I need to run away from here as fast as possible.”

“You’re not leaving.”

“No running away.”

Both of them spoke at the same time and I let out a shaky laugh. “Seems you both agree on a lot of things. God, that’s a terrible joke. I’m sorry. I just… I don’t know what I’m doing.”

The last part came out quieter than the rest and it was the pure truth. I had no fucking clue what I was doing. The whole summer had been one big journey with my brain left far, far behind. I was going to hurt their family and I’d never forgive myself for it.

“I have to admit. I thought you’d fuck off when I kissed her.” Wes let out a deep sigh.

“I’m not fucking off. Ever.” The words hung thick in the silence and I was more than glad that it was too dark for any of us to see each other.