Page 78 of Nanny for the SEALs

Maurice is going to freak when he finds out.

Neither of these guys were as endowed as Rogan, but they were still bigger than most. Brady’s thickness stretched me wonderfully, making me ache with torrid pleasure. And although I could only fit half of Asher in my mouth, I pulled him toward me on the couch and sucked him off for all I was worth.

Being shared was incredible. It was so much hotter than just the physical connection of having two men at the same time. Everything about our sinful, scintillating act filled my body with pleasure.

I’m having a threesome.

Brady held my legs wide and buried himself into me. Sweat glistened on his bulging muscles and made his hair cling to the side of his head, and he gave me a lusty smile while giving it to me.

Asher’s moans continued to fill the room while I blew him. His fingers danced into my hair, caressing but not grabbing to guide me up and down on him.

My body rolled back and forth as I savored the dual thrusts of their cocks.

“You gotta feel her,” Brady gritted out. “You have no idea until you feel it yourself.”

The two of them switched positions. Brady bent low to jam his tongue into my mouth in a deep kiss while Asher positioned himself between my legs. I moaned into Brady’s kiss as Asher filled me slowly, inch by inch, hands gripping my waist for leverage until he had filled me from tip to base.

I arched my back and reached for Brady’s shaft, pulling it toward me until I could wrap my lips around him. I could taste myself on his skin, a sexy reminder that he was filling me only moments ago. I was being swapped back and forth.

I still can’t believe I’m doing this.

The taboo nature of the act electrified every stroke and touch. Having sex with two men at the same time was multiplication, not addition; it created an experience so much more powerful and intense than just the sum of their parts.

“You were right,” Asher sighed while fucking me steadily. “I’ve never felt someone like this…”

“Like the first time,” Brady agreed, guiding my head up and down on his shaft.

I lost myself in the mindless motions on the couch. A hand clung to my breast, and I didn’t know whose it was because my eyes were clamped shut from the pleasure coursing through me. Another finger went between my legs and rubbed my clit, sending new electricity up my spine. I moaned louder, allowing Brady’s thickness to muffle the noise.

Their breathing quickened along with their motions, faster and more urgent, until there was no going back.

“I’m going to come,” Asher gasped, cock grinding into me with need. “Do you want me to pull…”

“No!” I cried out. “Stay inside me.Please.”

I had been doing that with Rogan, making him pull out and come on my belly or chest, but I didn’t want that now. As I gazed up at Asher’s gorgeous face, his fair skin flush with intensity and concentration, I desperately wanted him to come inside of me. I wanted tofeelit.

Asher renewed his pace, fingers clawing at my body, grabbing onto anything and everything. I ran my hand over his chest, savoring the ridges and valleys of his muscular body, a body which was totally focused on the act of pleasuring me. Brady’s fingers were rubbing a fire into my clit, and I clamped down my inner muscles onto Asher.

He roared with pleasure, eyes wide with shock. The moment I felt his cock pulse inside of me, my own orgasm slammed into me like a freight train. My body surged upward, riding the endless waves of pleasure as the former Navy SEAL filled me with his seed.

I stroked Brady rapidly while this happened, my fingers tight around his shaft. As soon as Asher went still inside me, Brady moved down the couch and practically shoved him out of the way.

“I need her,” he groaned, trying to guide his cock toward my drenched lips. “I’m coming, ohfuckHeather!”

His first explosion shot out into my mound of pubic hair, and then he buried the tip of his cock into my pussy. He trembled inside me, earthquake shock after earthquake shock, extending my orgasm with the mere sight of his ecstasy.

Brady’s muscles flexed as he held onto my waist for dear life, his cock throbbing endlessly inside me as he gave me every drop that he had.

*

“Neither of you have had sex since last year, huh?” I asked.

The two men were sitting on the couch, with me splayed across them. Asher and I were nude, but Brady had insisted on pulling his boxer-briefs back on first.

“It’s been a total of three years for me,” Asher said while caressing my legs. “I can assure you, it was worth the wait.”

I glanced up at Brady, who was gently massaging my scalp with his thumb. “And you?”

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