Their Sin City Showgirl (The American Soldier Collection 7)

He grabbed her by her shoulder to face him.

“That video we watched, Anthony was one of the officers killed?” he asked and she nodded her head.

“Oh, God,” Conway heard from the doorway as he pulled J.J. into his arms and hugged her tight, while Calder, Lincoln, and Brook entered.

Conway was shocked. He was furious, he was numb, and all he could do was hold her as she cried. He couldn’t even imagine what this was like for her. When was the pain going to end? When would she no longer suffer from any of this?

“I’ve got you, baby. God, I’ve got you,” he said and then lifted her up and carried her to the bed. They lay down together, and he held her against his chest as he caressed her back. The others joined them, eyeing him with concern and lots of different emotions in their eyes.

Conway felt responsible. He should have found out more about that video and who was on there.

J.J. pulled back.

“I’m so sorry. I don’t mean to cry. I’m not a crier,” she stated as she wiped her eyes and tried to sit up. He pulled her back against him.

“Baby, don’t be foolish. This is a terrible, scary situation. You’ve been through so much and then we just made things worse for you. My God, I’m sorry, J.J. So sorry,” he said and then hugged her again, as he caressed her hair.

He felt her lips against his neck. She was kissing him, sucking along his skin, and then she climbed on top of him. She held his gaze as she sat above him. Eyes watering and red lip quivering.

“I need you. I feel so safe when one of you is inside of me. I feel no pain, no heartache, only love. Please, Conway, can you just love me, for now?” she asked. He reached up and cupped her cheek and neck as he stared at her.

“I love you already, baby. I’ve never said those words to any woman before. I mean it with you.”

She lowered her mouth to his and kissed him.

* * * *

J.J. Pulled back from kissing Conway and lifted her shirt up and over her head. She felt fingers at the clip to her bra, glanced behind her, and saw Calder.

“Let’s do this right, baby. We need you, too,” Conway stated.

Calder lifted her up as her bra fell from her chest, and Conway stood to undress. She turned around to find Calder, shirt off, pants semiundone, and she reached up to kiss him. She pressed her breasts against his chest and squeezed him to her. Hands were on her waist from behind, unfastening the button on her jeans and pushing the material down her thighs.

She moaned into Calder’s mouth.

“Here, condoms,” Brook stated behind them.

Conway lifted her up backward. She was over his thighs, facing away from him, and he used his thighs to spread her. She felt the cool air hit her pussy and then Calder bent down and pressed a finger to her pussy.

“You’re so fucking sexy. The way you took charge of Conway and attacked him on the bed. I can’t wait to fuck this sweet, wet pussy,” Calder told her and then leaned forward and licked her cunt.

Conway spread his thighs wider, giving Calder full access to her ass and pussy.

She leaned back against him, and he cupped her breasts as his cock pressed against her back.

“You smell so good,” Conway said and kissed her mouth as she turned toward him to catch his lips with hers.

She moaned into his mouth as Calder thrust two fingers in and out of her cunt. When his fingers moved, his mouth replaced them, and then she felt him move the wet digit to her anus.

“Relax that ass, baby, it’s about to be filled with cock,” Calder said and she pulled from Conway’s mouth and screamed her first release.

“That’s it. Come on,” Conway demanded.

In a flash she was lifted up and turned around. She grabbed on to Conway’s thighs and watched as he encased his long thick cock with the latex. He must have gone too slow for Calder because a hand pressed her back down and then Calder thrust his cock into her pussy from behind.

“Fuck!” he yelled out.

She gripped Conway’s thighs and saw the intensity in his eyes.