AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“You sure you passed the concussion protocol?” Brady asked.
Rogan nodded. “I’ve gotten some much-needed perspective lately. I’m trying not to be so controlling.”
He smiled at me. I smiled back.
“Asher’s keeping an ear out for the kids while he eats lunch,” Brady said. “He told me he would stick around until you relieved him, Heather.”
“I’d better go do that, I guess.”
Rogan looked at his watch. “How long until they get up from their nap?”
“Maybe twenty minutes? It’s tough to tell since they’re kind of off their normal schedule.”
Rogan glanced at Brady. “Plenty of time. I think I’m starting to feel jealous about the fun you guys had last night.”
“Oh yeah?” Brady asked with a smile. “Threesome FOMO, huh?”
“FOMO?” I asked.
“Fear of missing out,” Rogan explained with his own wry grin. “And yeah. I feel like I missed out. If only there were a way to fix that in the next…” He glanced at his watch again. “Oh, twenty minutes or so.”
The two former SEALs grinned at each other, then turned their hungry gazes on me.
32
Rogan
I had a mountain of security work waiting for me. Not just the stuff for Amirah Pratt, either—all of thenormalmanagement and decision-making that came from running a nationwide security company. I had at least a dozen phone calls to make, and sevenhundredemails sitting in my Inbox. And to top it all off, I was still exhausted from last night’s excitement.
But right now, all I could think about were the terrible, wonderful,filthythings I wanted to do to the nanny.
Heather was the kind of woman I couldn’t keep my hands off. Her body drew my eyes like a magnet. When shewasn’taround, I found myself daydreaming about her. What we had already done, and what I would do the next time I saw her. She was occupying a larger part of my focus with every passing day.
I knew all of this while we stood in my office, but still couldn’t stop myself from taking her in my arms and kissing her.
Heather moaned into my embrace, and I lifted her off the ground and placed her on the edge of my desk. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me into her with every bit as much desire as I felt.
I’ll admit: it was strange kissing her in front of Brady. I felt his eyes on the both of us, drinking in the sight of our tongues flicking together wetly. But it felt natural, too. I spent the last ten years sharingeverythingwith Brady and Asher. Food, housing, children, even the danger that came with being Navy SEALs.
Compared to that, sharing a woman was downrighteasy.
Heather pulled away and gazed into my eyes for a moment. I got the impression she was making sure I was okay with this. Then she reached for Brady, beckoning him into my office and grabbing a handful of his shirt when he was close enough. With her legs still wrapped around me, she began kissing Brady deeply, their mouths open to each other and bodies surging hungrily.
With Brady pulling her face toward his, Heather’s neck was exposed. I couldn’t help but dive into it, kissing and nuzzling her smooth, warm skin. She reacted with a newer moan, more primal this time, while the two of us worshiped her with our lips.
Heather pulled away from Brady, chest heaving and short of breath, before kissing me again. Her tongue flew into my mouth, a deeper kiss than before, and my hand shot up to paw at her breast through her blouse.
Not to be left standing there, Brady shouldered me to the side and said, “Make room, pal. I’ve got work to do.” I thought he was making a joke about getting back to work in the office, but then he fell to his knees between Heather’s legs and shoved his face up into her skirt. I was still kissing Heather, and she suddenly surged upward with surprise—and pleasure.
“Oh,” she moaned, arching her back momentarily before diving back into our kiss.
“You’re so fucking wet,” Brady murmured down below. I couldn’t see his head underneath her skirt, but Heather went tight like a wire before relaxing into me again. Brady didn’t do anything half-assed, and I could tell that extended to the way he went down on her.
As former SEALs, there was nothing we wouldn’t do to complete a mission.
Heather’s hands explored my body like it was our first time, running over my arms and chest and down to the front of my pants. Her fingers were desperate and frantic as she unbuckled my belt and yanked down the zipper, and when she finally took hold of me, my cockthrobbedunderneath her tender touch.
I moaned as she jacked me off, and that reverberated into her own sultry cry of pleasure. Her chest heaved and her breath quickened as the cry grew louder, until she was shuddering beneath my grasp and squeezing her legs around Brady’s head like she never wanted him to stop.
