All Chapters of SEAL Team Connor and Logan: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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

"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

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

The fact that she loved me made life a hell of a lot more bearable than it had been before. I didn't have the best of childhoods; my mother was a truck stop waitress who got knocked up by a trucker who used to come through town and sell her dreams. Until the day she told him she was pregnant, and she never laid eyes on him again. As a kid, I spent lots of time alone. Being raised in a small- town, people didn't follow the same tenets as big-city dwellers. No one thought too much about a young single mom leaving her five-year-old son alone while she went out to make a living during the summer months when school was out. That kid learned a lot about the streets at an early age. The old guys who hung around at the local bar didn't have any problem teaching him the facts of life. When most kids my age was learning to read and write, I was learning the ins and outs of a hard-knock life. Mom did the best she could. I don't hold anything against the old girl. In fact

Tyler is my wild child. He and the Commander had shared a close relationship; we all did, but Ty is everybody's problem child, and we tend to keep them closer than most. If these fucks tried to blemish the Commander's name in any way, I'm pretty sure I'll have a hard as fuck time keeping him from going rogue. "The money, it's got to be about the money we moved." It was a fuck load of money that we'd found in an account Dani's ex Robert and that Rosalind woman had set up using Dani's name. Quinn was still monitoring that shit to see what popped off, but so far, nothing. We all knew that with that kind of money involved, it wasn't gonna go down that easy, but it was a risk we'd had to take to smoke the fuckers out. I just thought we had more time, damn. Connor looked back towards his place where Dani was just coming out the door. She looked over and waved with a bright smile, then my door opened, and Gaby came prancing out. "Handle that Con. The rest of you know what to d