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He has been passing his daughter off to us since he arrived five years ago, trying to disguise it as caring for her well-being, but I saw through his bullshit. He wanted to soothe his guilty conscience for caring more about his career than his daughter. When my Platoon Commander asked if I knew anyone who wouldn’t mind “babysitting” for our commanding officer, I agreed without a second thought. I had no doubts that Devon, Reid, and I would love nothing more than to spend more time with her.
We all knew we wanted Kelsey Mitchell since the first time she smiled at us. Long copper-colored hair, honey-brown eyes, and curves for days make her every man’s wet dream. However, there was only one problem: she was our battalion commander’s daughter. If we took a chance with Kelsey, we’d be risking a lot more than broken hearts. Our careers would be on the line. And who knows if she’ll ever see us as anything but three annoying babysitters. Add to that the fact she hasn’t been home for a visit in years, it seems like a no brainer. We knew we needed to move on and forget about the girl who stole our hearts with one smile.
Being Marines is the only life the three of us know, but the longer we spend thinking about Kelsey, the more we yearn for her. Each one of us has our reasons for wanting her, but if there’s one thing we can all agree on, it’s that she’s ours.
It’s unconventional that the three of us want to share her, but it was the most natural thing. No fighting over who was going to claim her. We understood in that moment that she’d be something else to link us together, completing us in a way we never knew was possible.
“He said something about it being her twenty-first birthday,” Lieutenant Jensen grumbles, bringing my mind back to the present, tension clear in his voice.
The last thing any of us want is for the lieutenant colonel to rain hellfire down on us if anything happens to his little girl. If only he cared about her. Ever since he’s been the head of our battalion, he has been passing his daughter off to anyone who will keep an eye on her. Claiming he wants to make sure nothing happened to his little girl, but we all can see through his bullshit.
“Make sure she doesn’t get arrested.”
“If she plans to go out with Willow, there’s a possibility that could happen,” I chuckle, spinning my chair around and shuffling some papers on my desk.
None of us can forget the spectacle Willow put on at the officers’ club several weeks ago. If face-planting on her way down the stairs wasn’t embarrassing enough, there are rumors the MPs delivered her home in handcuffs with no explanation.
“You can leave my daughter out of this.”
“We’ll keep an eye on both of them for you.” I finally find my planner in the mess on my desk and smile, noticing my appointment for this Friday.
“Let the other two Musketeers know you’re on babysitting duty this weekend. Hope none of you had any plans.”
“We never do,” I respond before ending the call and dialing Reid.
When he doesn’t answer, I hang up and send him a text.
Me: Change of plans for this weekend. We need to request a guest pass for the club.
I hit send and go to shove it in my pocket, but it vibrates in my hand.
“That son of a bitch was ignoring me,” I grumble before unlocking the screen.
Reid: At the club. I’ll talk to Sherié.
There’s no way I’m going to get any work done now. Devon, Reid, and I have been inseparable since boot camp. These two men are my brothers, even more so than the ones I grew up with. Our proclivity for things outside the box has brought us even closer together.
If you’d told me two years ago that I’d end up a member of a prestigious club, in a relationship with another squad leader in my platoon, and pining after my LTC’s daughter, I’d have said you were insane. But after one drunken night, I told my two best friends my deepest secret: I’m in love with one of them.
There’s always been something about Devon. A charisma, drawing others toward him like an orbit. At first, I tried to fight my attraction to him. With him standing over six feet, built like a Mack truck, and his piercing blue eyes, it was only a matter of time. And the more I learned about him, the deeper I fell.
I tried for months to hide my attraction. I knew that if he ever learned how I felt, it would destroy everything, and I’d lose much more than a friend if things went south. Thankfully, Devon made the first move, asking me to go to a members-only club he belongs to. I thought nothing of it, believing he just wanted to blow off some steam after a long day on base… until I stepped inside.
Club Sin is like nothing else I’ve ever experienced. A place where all your sexual fantasies become a reality if you follow the rules. They run a tight ship, ensuring everyone who enters is a consenting adult and knows what they’re getting into when they walk through those doors, while helping each member keep some anonymity.
The night Devon and I spent in room nineteen was one I’ll never forget and something I experience whenever we can get away. Devon unlocked something inside me I didn’t know existed: the need to wait.
Patience is not something that I have ever been good at. I’ve always wanted things immediately, never waiting. Until that night. It seems Devon’s need for control continues into the bedroom, bringing me close to the edge before stopping and beginning again.
Pure torture was what I believed Devon was doing to me for two days, wringing more pleasure from my body, leaving me wondering if it was going to get any better, until finally he let me fall. Pleasure beyond anything I’ve ever known ripped through my body, creating an addict for life. After that one weekend full of bliss, I was addicted to Devon and Club Sin.
As I head out of my office, I pull my phone out of my pocket and dial Devon. He answers on the first ring.
“I thought we agreed not to call each other during office hours. I’m so wound up I could take you over my desk.”
My body reacts immediately to the sound of his voice as I climb into my car and slam the door shut. My cock hardens in my BDU pants as images filter through my mind of him pounding into me, the desk sliding across the floor with each of his powerful thrusts. I beg him to let me come, grinding my ass into his lap as he slips from inside me.
“Maybe next time we play, I won’t let you come at all. Maybe I’ll make you wait the whole week until we can go to the club again.”
