Secret Twins For My Ex’s SEAL Best Friend (Billionaire Silver Foxes’ Club)

Sneak Peek Into “Baby For My Dads SEAL Best Friend”

Prologue: Madeline

I couldn’t believe my own audacity.

I was slipping away gracefully from just a few feet away from my father’s seat to have – what I knew would be – one heck of a mind-blowing orgasm in a room just a few feet away.

As much as I tried at that moment, knowing what my man’s skillful hands and chiseled body would do to me, I couldn’t resist a minute longer.

As we were sneaking out of the big reception hall, I saw familiar faces, my father’s friends, in the crowd. Music was playing softly from the live band on the stage. Dozens of military men and their families were there to commemorate their fallen brothers.

I tried not to meet my father’s eyes – I was carrying too big a secret to face him. I was falling in love… love? Yes, I was falling in love with the most off-limits man in the whole world... my father's best friend, and I couldn’t help myself.

We’d been eye-fucking each other the whole drive over, as we put on nametags, and as we walked down the hallway. My eyes were exhausted after the past hour. My pussy needed to take over for them. My heart was racing in my chest, and my breasts moved freely in my sexy dress as I rushed to keep up with him.

We didn’t go far. This was his hotel, so he knew exactly where to take me. Inside the smaller event room down the hallway, he locked the door. He kissed me, the taste of him as familiar as my own name, but I pushed away. We didn’t have much time. Our absence would be noticed.

I pulled up my dress and took his hand, placing it on my naked thigh. He needed no prompting. I gasped as his finger slipped inside my thong. My hand moved to his cock – that massive, girthy cock that I knew would pleasure my pussy with each thrust. I moaned, leaning back into his kiss, grasping his length over his pants and stroking it.

“Cum for me, baby,” he whispered, his finger flicking gently across my clit.

“We don’t have time—” I started to say, but he silenced me by biting on my lower lip, quick and sure, just like everything he did. I closed my eyes, giving in to the bliss building in my body.

The thrill of so many people nearby, of being so easily caught, turned me on so much that I came moments later on his hand, riding it as my muffled cries filled the empty room.

I felt him kiss me, then his free hand was on my bare back, finding the zipper to my dress and pulling it down. Cool air caressed my skin as my dress slowly fell away from my body, my naked breasts revealed to Hudson’s hazel eyes.

I undid his suit pants and eagerly reached for his length. I wanted this. I needed this.

His lips captured my pink nipples as I stroked his hard cock, naked and huge in my hand. I panted, and then whined, as his finger started playing with my clit again. He was always a generous lover.

He lifted me onto one of the small tables in the room. Then, his finger was back on my clit. I closed my eyes to relish every sensation. I felt his strong hands on my thighs, opening my legs for him.

And then, oh glorious bliss, I felt his cock as it slid into me. My eyes flew open as he kissed me again. I could feel that familiar connection between us. Each thrust felt deeper. Each moan felt less controlled.

“Yes, take me please...” I lost myself in the feeling of this god of a silver fox pushing his rod into me.

“That’s my good girl,” he said, in that dangerously deep voice.

The room was filled with the sounds of my quiet moans and his guttural groans as he thrust into me hard and fast.

“Cum inside me. I need it!” I was ready. I threw my head back and felt his warm seed as it filled me.

Minutes later, we were dressed and ready to return to the event before we were missed. Hudson stole one more forbidden kiss, nipping at my lip before pulling back to study me with his intelligent hazel eyes. He was unlike any other man I’d ever dated. My heart swelled with emotion.

“You are perfect.” I saw he meant it by the look in his eyes.

He pulled open the door, and we stepped into the hallway. The sounds of music and voices were distant. All was quiet in the hallway. He stiffened a bit when we walked down the hallway to the ballroom. I could feel the tension in the air the moment we stepped into the grand ballroom of the hotel, coming face-to-face with a large screen that showed images of days gone by when Hudson and each of these men here were SEALs in active service.

Hudson had been quieter than usual all morning, his brow furrowed in thought when he didn’t know I was watching him. Even the event room sex hadn’t seemed to calm his thoughts down.

I knew him well enough now to know he was mentally preparing himself for what lay ahead.

I stayed close to his side as we walked through the crowded room, the noise of laughter and conversation filling the space. Men in their old dress uniforms and others in casual attire were scattered around, some already sharing stories and others catching up after a year apart.

I used to attend these reunions when I was younger with my dad, as strange as that seemed now, but it had been a while. There was a sense of camaraderie that was not to be dimmed by time, but beneath it all, I could feel the undercurrent of bittersweet nostalgia that each man carried.

Hudson squeezed my hand discreetly as we moved through the crowd, and I squeezed back, letting him know I was there for him. I glanced up at him, catching the way his jaw was set as if he were steeling himself for what was to come. “Are you okay?” I asked, softly, trying not to draw too much attention. I knew this was hard for him, and I wished I could do more to help.

Hudson nodded, but his eyes were distant, scanning the room as if he were searching for something—or someone. “I’m fine,” he said, his voice steady but lacking its usual warmth. “Just… a lot of memories all at once. I will be fine, though. I just need to remember the good times, right?”

“You’re doing great.” I stepped away from Hudson’s side when I spotted my dad across the room, talking to a group of men. He was laughing, his shoulders shaking with enthusiasm, but as he turned and saw us, his expression shifted. Had he seen us standing too close together?

I looked around for my mother and spotted her at the appetizer table, talking with a few ladies. I stepped even further from Hudson and instantly felt the absence of his closeness. I felt my heart skip a beat, realizing Hudson and I had become way too comfortable around each other. We could not act like lovers tonight. When we came clean to my dad, it would need to be private, not here.

“Dad,” I called out, trying to keep my voice light as we approached him.

But I shouldn’t have worried. Dad was in his element. He whisked Hudson away jovially, and the men began sharing jokes, Hudson joining in. I slowly drifted away, happy for his moment of connection. I found my mom and gave her a hug.

“That looks delicious!” I said about her plate of appetizers. As I glanced up, looking for a table for us to sit around, I blinked in surprise as I saw a familiar face.

I gasped.

Was that Jon? What the fuck?

My blood ran cold at the sight of my ex-boyfriend, Jonathan fucking Wright.