Brooklyn Bound by Jenna Byrnes Read Free Book Online

that is actually pretty valid.”
    Her eyes popped open. “Like my others aren’t?”
    “Shush,” he whispered, and turned back to Tucker. “If we try this and it doesn’t work out for whatever reason, she’s worried she might lose her job.”
    Tucker’s face went blank. It was obvious he’d never even considered that possibility, as Gabe hadn’t before she’d brought it up. “Oh, hell no! I’d never do anything like that. Brooklyn, you have my word, and I’ll put it in writing, that whatever happens between the three of us personally will have no bearing on your job now or in the future.”
    She gazed at him. “So if my husband kicks your ass to the curb and you aren’t ready to leave, you mean to say you’ll allow me to continue to work at your law firm? I’m sorry, I’m not sure I believe that.”
    He laughed out loud. “You’re a mistrustful little wench, aren’t you? I said I’d put it in writing and I will.” He stood. “Where’s a pen and paper? I’ve got to do this now .”
    “Tucker, it’s okay,” Gabe insisted.
    He wandered into the kitchen. “I found a grocery list. Can I use that?”
    Gabe raised his gaze to the ceiling. “Absolutely.”
    Tucker returned, speaking aloud as he wrote. “I, Tucker James Gleason, being of sound mind and body, on this date do duly swear that if a personal relationship between myself and Gabriel—what’s your middle name?”
    Gabe sighed. “Nathan.”
    “Gabriel Nathan Conner and Brooklyn—”
    Gabe added, “Renee.”
    “Brooklyn Renee Conner, be it physical or sexual in nature, does not come to full fruition and we part on good terms or bad, that there will no repercussions on Brooklyn’s position with Dryer, Stokes and Associates Law Firm. Signed, Tucker J. Gleason, Attorney at Law.” He waved the paper at them and slapped it down on the coffee table. “There you go. Just remember you still need Pop-Tarts and aluminum foil at the store, since I took your list.”
    She looked at him. “Duly noted.”
    Gabe couldn’t hold back his laughter. “All this legal talk is making me hot. You two need to cut it out.”
    Tucker knelt in front of them and placed a hand on each of their knees. “No, we need to do something to get the rest of us hot, too.”
    She shook her head. “Tonight was just to talk. Gabe told me—”
    Tucker leaned in and nipped her neck. “Gabe told me he can lick a pussy or a cock with equal enthusiasm. I think it’s time for him to put his money where his mouth is.” He captured Gabe’s mouth in a kiss.
    Brook was pinned between them and she squirmed.
    Gabe caressed one of his wife’s breasts and could see in his peripheral vision that Tucker was rubbing the other. He opened his mouth to deepen their kiss and groaned when Tucker thrust his tongue in.
    “You should probably go,” Brook murmured.
    Gabe could hear there wasn’t much vehemence in the request. He ended the kiss and murmured, “Let him stay. Relax and close your eyes. Feel instead of thinking for a while.”
    “I don’t know,” she whispered. “I’m scared.”
    Tucker captured her chin with one hand. “Scared of what, gorgeous? Your husband will be here the whole time. Nothing’s going to happen to you that you don’t want, I promise you that.” He lifted her shirt and sucked on her flat belly.
    She giggled. “Put it in writing?”
    “Absolutely. Later, though, okay? I’m not in a hurry to move from this spot.” He shoved her shirt up higher and Gabe helped pull it off. Her bra was next, her breasts quickly exposed, nipples puckering in the chilly, air conditioned room. “Mmm, beautiful, and look, Gabriel, how responsive they are.” He flicked one nipple with his tongue and it twitched.
    Gabe grinned, and smiled even harder when he noticed the look on his wife’s face. She was turned on. There was no stopping them now. He teased Tucker, “You going to share? There are two of them, after all.”
    “Get down here.” Tucker moved, and they