Hurricane Force Winds (Black Ops Heroes Book 3) by Kendel Duncan

Author:Kendel Duncan [Duncan, Kendel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-10-18T14:00:00+00:00

Diego groaned and rolled onto his back. Fuck, his body felt like it was on fire as the dream played out in his head. Blonde hair, blue eyes, sexy-as-fuck accent, kissing, sucking, groaning, groping. He grunted in his sleep and yanked the blanket off his body, mumbling, “Hot,” in his sleep. Andre’s eyes popped open and he glanced down at the fucking impressive erection the man was sporting in his boxers and he whispered, “Yeah, I’ll agree with hot,” then he sucked in a breath when he saw Diego’s palm slide down over his chiseled abs and under the waistband of those shorts as it moved to grip his thick length. “Good lord, I’ve died and gone to heaven,” Andre mumbled as he sat back to watch what he hoped was going to be a very impressive show. Diego’s hand slid up and down the steel length a few times and Andre could see a wet spot forming at the tip and he wanted nothing more than to reach over, slide his finger over it and taste it. Diego’s abs began to ripple and Andre knew he was close to coming but suddenly a deep voice called out from the kitchen, “Anybody want coffee?” and Diego’s hand stilled. Andre looked down and found Diego staring up at him, confusion turning to panic as Diego began flailing and he fell to the floor on his ass then he jumped up. “Who the fuck are you?” he shouted then he glanced down at himself and realized how aroused he was and he quickly grabbed the throw blanket off the floor and wrapped it around his waist.

“I see both heads are awake now, mate,” Andre said with a smirk.

Diego dragged a shaky hand through his hair as he dropped down into the chair, “Fuck, you’re Australian,” he mumbled, squeezing his eyes shut.

“Got something against, Aussie’s mate?”

Diego’s eyes popped open, “What? No, it’s just, fuck, there was this dream and fuck, did you and I, fuck, did we?”

“Relax mate. All you did was sleep with your head in my lap. That and give me one hell of a show this morning,” Andre added with a wink.

“Fuck,” Diego muttered, blushing.

“Coffee?” Brent said as he walked in carrying two cups.

Diego stuck his arm in the air, “Here,” he mumbled and Brent handed him a cup. Andre nodded and Brent handed him the other. “Making friends I see, Lopez.”

“Fuck off, Whitman.”

“Hey, could’ve been worse. You could’ve made a mess,” Brent said, smiling and winking as he sat on the arm of the couch.

“You stopped that on purpose?” Andre said to him.

“Didn’t want my friend here to embarrass himself,” Brent said.

“Yeah, well, we haven’t been formally introduced yet but fuck off, Whitman,” Andre said, pouting and Diego’s head popped up and looked at him. He glanced at Brent who had a raised eyebrow and then he had to bite back a smile.

Brent stuck his hand out to Andre, “Brent Whitman. Other than a peep show perv and the dude who passed out, you are?”

“Andre Dyson.

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