Their Blue-Collar Girl (The American Soldier Collection 4)

“We have a lot to talk about. You need to take a hot bath and you’re probably starving. Let me help you up.”

Charlie stood up then went to lift Lori and she swatted his hand away.

“I can do it. I’m fine,” she said with an attitude. He controlled his temper. He knew she was tough but they all made love to her and then Dante a second time. She would definitely be sore. They were big men and she was a feminine and petite woman. He didn’t want her to associate sex and pain with them.

As she went to stand up, she cringed slightly.

“You see, Goddamn it. Listen to me when I tell you something.” He scooped her up into his arms and began carrying her across the room.

“Put me down. I am more than capable of walking.”

He was pissed off instantly at her inability to allow him to care for her. She couldn’t walk. He didn’t want her to feel any pain, and if she soaked in the tub and then stood up, she would surely feel better.

“What’s going on?” Trevor asked as they approached the tub.

“She’s sore.”

“We didn’t hurt you, did we, sexy?” Trevor asked then caressed her cheek.

“No, damn you. Charlie is being ridiculous,” she snapped. Trevor widened his eyes in shock then immediately vacated the bathroom.

He knew Charlie had a temper. Everyone who knew Charlie knew th

at when he gave a direct order, you’d better listen and do it.

“I’m going to set you down slowly.”

As he began to set her feet down, Lori pulled from him, nearly tumbling into the bathtub.

He grabbed her upper arms to steady her.

“What are you doing? Stand still and let me take care of you.”

“Charlie.” She said his name so loudly it shocked him. As he looked down at her, realizing once again how petite and sexy she was, he saw the anger in her eyes.

She placed her hands on her hips, causing her beautiful, full breasts to bounce slightly with the movement. He couldn’t help but stare in appreciation for what belonged to him.

“I am more than capable of taking care of myself. Stop patronizing me.”

Her attitude and abrupt retort got under his skin. He wasn’t used to anyone answering him back. He was used to being in control and in command and this wasn’t going to change. He stepped closer, making her step back until her lower thighs hit the tub. The steam from the water rose up behind her making her look even more seductive and beautiful.

He reached out to place his hand on her hip and she jumped ever so slightly. So she wasn’t as tough as she claimed to be.

He gripped her hips with both hands and pulled her hard against his body. His cock flush against her belly and chest, he stared down at her.

“I am not patronizing you, I am caring for you. I don’t want you to associate making love with three men and pain together. We’re big.” He thrust his cock against her naked body and she widened her eyes, getting his message. “I want to make sure when you’re with us, there’s nothing but love and happiness.”

She took a deep breath and stared at him with such indignation, which then turned to tenderness.

“Then stop pissing me off and ordering me around,”

He felt his blood pressure rising.

He immediately lifted her up, she straddled his waist, and he kissed her hard on the mouth. There wasn’t anything more for him to say. He wanted to tell her to get used to his orders and to realize that he was going to take care of her and protect her from anything that could possibly upset Lori or make her have an anxiety attack. But instead he placed his emotions into the kiss and before long, she was tearing off his clothes and he was helping her.

They were breathing heavy, nipping at one another’s mouths and chins.

“You need discipline,” he told her, now standing in front of her naked.