Page 59 of Hot Dad Summer

Flynn reached over the island from the other side and grabbed Daisy under the arms to drag her over to him and away from me. She yelped but it turned into a laugh when he buried his face in her neck and nibbled at her. “I think a sign making it clear that you belong to the three oldest Calloway brothers would be great. I’ve never been jealous but the idea of random men getting to look at you makes me want to fight.”

“So, that’s it?” She let him pull her off the island and wrapped her legs around his waist. “I belong to the three oldest Calloway brothers?”

“Fuck, yeah, you do.” Flynn gripped the back of her head and kissed her as if he was trying to brand her through his mouth. It lingered, growing in intensity until my dick was rock hard and I wanted her back in my arms to give her my own brand.

Tension began to boil in the kitchen, the unknown of what we could do hovering overhead like an electric storm. Would Daisy be okay with two of us taking her again? All three of us? If we kept touching her would she put an end to it before we were all three fucking her while the chicken burned? Why the fuck did that idea seem so hot? Why didn’t it bother me to watch Flynn slide his hand down the back of her shorts? Why did it make me want to join in to ruin Daisy until she couldn’t think at all, much less think of leaving.

Max moved closer, a pained look on his face. He hadn’t joined in the first time and I could tell he was hesitant but he wanted Daisy just as much as we did. He slowly moved behind Daisy and rested his hands on her waist. Flynn noticed and moved his hands to get out of the way. He also pulled his mouth away and gently turned Daisy’s head until Max could lean forward and take her mouth next. He started slow and then tangled his hand in her hair and tugged her head back so he could kiss her harder, devouring her mouth and the moans she made.

I moved to their side of the counter and watched as Flynn gripped her hips tight and used them to make her rub over his erection, stimulating her through her shorts while she and Max made out like teenagers. With everything happening to her, Daisy shouldn’t have been able to notice me standing there, but she did. She pressed her hand into my chest and then ran it down to my dick. She palmed my erection and started rubbing it, proving that the three of us weren’t too much for her.

“More.” One broken word from Daisy and we all scrambled to give her whatever she needed.

It should’ve been chaos but we worked perfectly together for her in ways I never would’ve imagined. We worked around each other without pause to pleasure her the way she deserved and she made sure things weren’t just happening to her. She did everything she could to make sure she gave as good as she got.

I’d just pulled her mouth back to mine when a scream pierced the kitchen. It was quickly followed by my youngest brother’s voice.

“What the fuck is going on here?!”

46

***Daisy***

It took me a second to place the annoying voice breaking through my haze of lust. As soon as I did, however, every last bit of my arousal died instantly. It was Tyler. At first, I was just irritated. Whatever had been happening with Max, Flynn, and Wes was good, really good. It was just going to get better, too. I’d let my guard down, decided I was brave enough to dive into whatever relationship I could have with them, and shaved every last inch of my body. None of that mattered with Tyler standing just inside the kitchen doorway with my little sister standing beside him.

They both looked like they’d been through hell. Gone was the couple from Brooke’s social media posts. Instead, I was staring at two people who looked like extras from a natural disaster movie. Haggard was the word that came to mind. Tyler needed a haircut, a shower, and a change of clothes. I could smell him from where I was still straddling Flynn. Brooke’s hair was oily and her makeup was smeared and sweated off until her skin looked patchy and red and her eyes were bloodshot with black mascara forming a ring around them. Her normally expensive wardrobe had been replaced with clothing from a cheap tourist shop.

Instead of letting me go, Flynn curled his hands around to my ass and squeezed. “You should’ve called before just stopping by.”

My brain kicked into gear and I whispered to Flynn to let me down. Instead of putting me on my own two feet, he and Max worked together to put me on the island between them with Wes standing in front of me. I felt like I was on display like a queen being guarded by her most trusted guards. It was embarrassing but I couldn’t lie and say it didn’t make me feel special.

“Called before just stopping by? Are you serious? What the fuck, Flynn? This is my house!” Tyler was bright red and shaking, so angry with what was happening in front of him that I was slightly concerned about his health. “Why are you here, Daisy? Are you fucking my brother?”

For some reason, him speaking directly to me was startling. I flinched and gripped the counter edge hard. I opened my mouth to say something, what I was going to say, I had no idea, but Wes spoke before I could.

“Watch your mouth, Tyler.” Stepping even closer to me, Wes reached back and put his hand on my knee. “Daisy is staying here this summer. She’s here because we want her here.”

“I’m not talking to you! I’m talking to my girlfriend!” Tyler took two steps forward, fists clenched at his sides. “You’re fucking my brothers. All that bullshit good girl shit and you’re fucking my brothers behind my back.”

Hot anger and shame hit me hard. I leaned into the anger as much as I could. “I’m not your girlfriend, Tyler. You’re with my little sister. Remember? You left me at the beginning of the summer via text message. Ringing any bells?”

“We didn’t break up! I just needed a break. And I took one. A short one! You had to know I was coming back, Daisy! You’re crazy about me. How could you do this?”

Something twisted inside my chest. Not love, but the thing I’d always dressed as love, obligation. I could feel that old familiar pull to keep Tyler happy but instead of answering it, I cut the tie completely. “We broke up. You have my sister. I’ve moved on. I want nothing to do with you.”

He tugged at his hair. “This isn’t happening. You’re a whore! You-”

“Enough!” Wes’ voice was loud enough that even I flinched. “You’re not going to come in here and talk to Daisy like that. This isn’t your house, Tyler. It belongs to me, Flynn, and Max. I’ve let you stay here and treat it like a halfway house for years but if you can’t respect Daisy, and you clearly can’t, you’re not welcome here.”

A wave of shock went around the room. Max and Flynn’s surprise quickly turned into matching looks of pride. My own shock had stunned me stupid. He was drawing a line that he wouldn’t allow Tyler to cross, for me. Brooke took a step backwards as Tyler’s mouth flopped open and closed. He was searching for a response to his oldest brother but it was clear he hadn’t expected Wes to come at him so hard.

Max stepped closer to me and gripped the back of my neck, looking at me with concern and warmth in his pretty eyes. “You don’t have to stay for this. There’s nothing that says you have to hear him out.”

Tyler found his voice. “What the fuck? Why are you touching her like that, Max? Why were you kissing her, Wes? And she was straddling you, Flynn. What… What the fuck is going on?”

Flynn leaned back against the island next to me, taking his sweet time like Tyler had asked him about the weather. “Exactly what it looks like.”

“Daisy’s with us.” Wes said and then smiled proudly. “All three of us.”