Dani had invited what looked like every female from Briarwood, and these chicks weren't just any run-of-the-mill females. These were the type of women that went the extra mile, which meant they were all put together. Some of them I'd never seen before, but the few I did know, huh. We kept them supplied with drinks and kept an eye on them to make sure no assholes got stupid. The women didn't seem interested in the looks coming their way, so that was our cue to step in if anything went south. If they were interested in dancing, that was their business, but the men seemed to think they were all spoken for, so we were able to relax after an hour or so. Shit, she brought Gabriella Danforth over to introduce her. I kept my eyes on Logan when she rose up on her toes to kiss my cheek and offer congratulations. I could see him grinding his molars, and his face drew tight. Damn, not even his brother, who was here to celebrate his engagement, was safe. "Thanks, Ga
I wasn't too careful with her hair when I grabbed two fistfuls and pulled her head on and off my cock. When I started hitting the back of her throat, I pulled out and got back in position behind her. Sinking two fingers deep, I went after her g-spot until she was fucking back hard against my hand. "Please, Connor." "What do you need, baby?" "You, inside me. I need you." Her pussy clenched around my fingers as her juices flowed once more. I pulled them out and reached around, feeding them to her as I slammed into her pussy. I kept the fingers in her mouth as she sucked hard and bit into her neck while jackhammering into her pussy. She never stopped screaming around my hand and cumming on my cock. I wanted to fuck her all night just like this. Never wanted it to end. *** After that night, we went back to being us, only with the added bonus of me loving my girl even more. Something about putting your ring on your woman's finger makes a man
That night Quinn called when I was just about to fuck Dani for the second time. We were both panting and out of breath; she was sprawled across my chest, barely moving, but her scent still had me rock hard, and seconds were sounding and looking good. "What's up?" I ran my hand over her ass, trying to dip low enough to get a finger inside her from this angle. "We've got a problem, bro. Meet at Logan's in ten." What the fuck? I looked at the phone and hung up. "Gotta make a run, babe, be right back." I sucked her tongue long and hard, gave the pussy a little finger action while she grabbed my dick, and then hopped into the shower for a quick wash-up. Everyone was there by the time I arrived. No one was bleeding, so whatever this was couldn't be too bad, I hope. Quinn threw an envelope across the table at me before I even sat down. Opening it, I didn't understand what I was looking at at first until I saw one of the names on the sheet. "What
I was waiting for one name. I don't know how I was so sure that it was the one I suspected. Maybe it was wishful thinking on my part. Maybe it was just me looking for any excuse to bury the fuck because he was the only one other than me to have laid hands on my woman. Don't ask me why the fuck that bothers me; it just does. Still, it wasn't reason enough to off a motherfucker. This shit might be, though. "So you've been smuggling drugs in and laundering money out for the past two years, and no one got wind of it." "We were always careful I was just the go-between kind of." "Kill the bullshit; we've seen the paper trail; you're up to your eyeballs in this shit. Now what we want to know is how does the Dupre foundation play into all this?" "How do you know about that?" "I'm asking the questions here, asshole. Now talk." "They don't; that's Rob's thing. Some chick he's fucking..." I punched him before he could get the words out of hi
I wasn't quiet as I made my way around to his side of the bed. Chump had his woman closest to the door right in the line of fire. I started beating his ass before I'd dragged him completely out of bed. Logan was there to silence her with a hand around her throat when she woke up startled. With the shit these two were into, you'd think they'd sleep with one eye open. I guess it's true what they say. Only the guilty can sleep the sleep of the dead after the shit they've done. "Who are you?" He had got one question in before I threw his ass into the wall. "Tell me this, did you go after her to fuck her life over, huh?" Either he recognized my voice from the one time we'd met, or he was one cognizant motherfucker when he woke up because his eyes widened in understanding. "I didn't. Stop what're you doing?" Is he stupid? What the fuck did it look like I was doing? "I'll tell you what I'm doing. I'm going to beat you to within an inch of your life for
"What's up, brother?" We were all gathered in Logan's kitchen because he'd called and said we needed a sit-down. Usually, that meant serious business. I was in a hurry to get back to my woman because she'd been acting kind of frisky before the phone rang. And that teasing whisper in my ear just before the phone rang had given me ideas. I'd almost brushed Logan off, but that was something none of us had ever done. Our code was such that when one sent out an S.O.S, we all answered no matter what. We'd learned in our time together to put each other first, to always have each other's backs. That's how we'd made it through some of the toughest runs in our careers. That kind of trust was not to be tampered with. I'm pretty sure we'd all be old and grey and still living by that code. But the last time these fuckers called me out of my bed, I'd had to lie to my woman about how my knuckles got fucked up. "I got a call from the C.O." The room fell silent. We were out, ye
Since then, he'd been attributed the blame for more terrorist acts than any man before him, but always he stayed in the shadows. No one knew where he was or who was hiding him, but it stood to reason that he must have friends in very high places. There was no way for such a well-known wanted man to have stayed so well hidden all these years without the help of some very influential and powerful people. "The Sudan." Fuck I knew there was no way we were gonna pass this shit up. The chance to bring down the world's leading terrorist. He'd evaded us and the others who'd come before us for all these years. The only one we'd missed, though, we were only in on the tail end of that deal. By the time our team had formed, they'd already moved onto the new kid on the block. There had been some assholes on a par with the Fox, but none could ever quite take his place. My mind was already on the fact that I had to leave her. Logan had a hard-on for Khalid; he hates t
VOLUME TWO: SEAL Team Seven Book 1 "Babe, move that ass faster. I'm close; stop fucking around." I had to grit my teeth to keep from shooting too soon. I even smacked her ass to get her going, but she was in one of her moods. My poor boy was hanging on for dear life; we'd both grown accustomed to her trying to one-up our ass, but I'm all man, so she's never gonna win this fight. She's playing dirty this morning, though, the little sneak. She kept teasing me, moving her hips around and around in circles, then lifting up slowly before dropping down hard on my cock. The sensations were unbelievable as my cock pushed up into her. Looking up at her as she pulled on her nipples, head thrown back, her flat stomach concaved as she rode me for her own pleasure, I grabbed her hips and tried moving her the way I needed so I could cum. She's been teasing me for a good half an hour now, and I had no doubt it was to get back at me for the torture I put her