All Chapters of “Daddy, Will You Ever Love Me?”: Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

Our ride was quick and filled with mostly small talk. The only thing that came up was Jesse asking me what I was doing tonight. I told him I was hungover and probably staying in. He asked me if I wanted him and Ben to come and hang out. That was an easy question to answer, "Of course. I love you guys." Then he asked me if he could sleep over again. I knew he was feeling me out. He was nervous about last night and what we did. What he didn't know was I wouldn't have changed anything from last night. I had no regrets. I was afraid but had no regrets. I didn't like how he made me feel. I like not having feelings, but he had me catching feelings. "Of course, you can sleep over. I thought I told you that you didn't need to ask. I love you, Jesse. Nothing has changed. You are my brother, and I love you," I told him. I was happy that he was going to be staying over. I had no plans of doing anything with him. I felt like we shouldn't play with fire. But I wanted him there with me.When I got

A few minutes later, Jesse asked me if I wanted a refill. I knew I was at my alcohol limit, but I told him I wanted the refill. Once he got up, I parted my legs slightly to see what Ben would do. I was shocked when he moved his hand between my legs and placed it over my covered pussy. I quickly moved it and mouthed, "Stop it." He stopped and gave me a nervous smile. I smiled back at him and mouthed, "You are bad. I'm not like that."Ben whispered, "I know. Sorry."It was my fault. I'm the one who put his hand on my lap, I thought. I mouthed, "It's ok. It was my fault. But we have to stop. Ok?" Ben shook his head in agreement as Jesse came back with a drink for me but none for him. "Done drinking, lightweight," I teased him."Yeah. It's almost one in the morning, and I worked all day. I'm tired and going to bed once this movie is over, Lush."Ben said, "Yeah, I'm going to head home once it's over."I knew the movie only had about fifteen minutes left, so I started gulping the slush. Th

The following morning, I woke up to my arm wrapped around Jesse while facing him. I couldn't believe what we had done. Don't get me wrong; I absolutely did not regret one moment of it. What we did changed me, and I knew I needed to be careful because it wasn't like we could go public with it. I have loved my brothers more than anything in the world, and still do, but I was worried about how they were making me feel. Even what Ben attempted made me feel desirable, and I liked it. What Jesse did made me feel like a woman, which I don't always get to feel that way. My only fear was that Jesse was going to wake up and regret what we did. I also realized that at some point, I would need to tell him about Ben getting handsy with me. I wondered how Jesse would react to this.I didn't need to wait long because Jesse woke up and turned to face me. He sweetly asked, "Are you mad?"I could feel my smile; even though I wanted to be strong, I couldn't help but smile. I blurted out, showing my hand

I jumped out of the tub, and wrapped a towel around myself to let them in. As they followed me into the living room, Ben commented, "Jeez, Britt. No need to tease us."I giggled and told my brother, "Trust me, Ben, you couldn't handle if I decided to tease you. Now, stop staring at my ass," as I walked into my bedroom and closed the door. What he didn't know was how worked up my body and brain were. It wasn't my intention to answer the door like this, but I lost track of time because of the thoughts I was having about them. And now that they were here, I was nervous, which was new for me. Maybe I was overthinking everything because of what Jesse and I did, or his comments about Ben and me doing things together, or because I let Ben feel me up. Yeah, that's what it is, I tried to convince myself. After I dried off, I figured if I was going to be accused of teasing, then I'll be a tease. What the fuck were they going to do about it, I thought. I put on a pair of shorts that hugged my hi

This is how it went for the rest of the week. We followed our normal daily routines; meeting at work in the mornings, texting during the evenings, and checking in on each other. There were occasional inferences on what we had done, but nothing over the top, and no mention of my verbal miscue from the last night we were at my house. What came up in group texts was their questioning if I was still going to let Ben drink with us on Saturday. To be honest, I was looking forward to us all being together and having a good time. I felt like having the week away from them helped me get back to being myself, and I felt like the emotional part of me had passed. I felt strong again and couldn't wait for Saturday to come.On Saturday morning, I slept late. My brothers said they would be here by seven, which gave me time to go shopping and have time alone until they showed up. Once again, I took a bath. While in the tub, my brain started fucking with me. It started when I thought about whether I s