Ask Me No Questions (The American Soldier Collection 12)

He leaned forward. He couldn’t resist, so he pressed his lips to her shoulder. “I can take care of it now if you have a first aid kit.”

“It will be fine.”

“I want to make sure you’re okay. I wouldn’t want it to get infected.” He kissed her shoulder then along her neck.

“Cash, don’t,” she whispered, but he could hear the desire in her voice. She was fighting him, but maybe she didn’t want to. Maybe she was just scared for some reason.

“Cassidy, you’re a very beautiful woman. I can’t help myself,” he admitted, and she turned toward him, prepared to probably try and deny the attraction, but he wouldn’t let her lie to him. Instead, Cash pulled her closer and kissed her deeply.

She resisted a moment, but he wouldn’t release his hold or stop kissing her. He plunged his tongue deeper, wanting to taste every inch of her and make her see how attracted he was to her. He ran his hand along her lower back and ass, squeezed, then thrust his hips against her.

The kiss grew deeper, and he felt her hands on his arms, and when he cupped her breast, she pulled back.

“Cash.” She pulled away from him.

He stared at her, breathing heavily, taking in the sight of Cassidy. She looked like a sexual goddess, her strap so low that her breast was pouring from the top. Her lips were ripe, swollen, and wet.

They just stared at one another, and he couldn’t hold back.

“You’re so fucking beautiful. T

his is crazy.”

He reached out, pulled her close again, and kissed her one more time. She didn’t pull away, and when he finally released her lips, he hugged her to him, and she laid her cheek against his chest.

They were both silent.

“We shouldn’t have done that. Oh God, Cash, why couldn’t you just let it go and leave me alone?” She pulled away, fixing her strap and pacing the kitchen. He squinted at her. She was acting so strangely.

“Cassidy, why shouldn’t we explore these feelings? Is it the fact that Memphis, Orlando, and Coast are interested in you too?”

She swung around to look at him and shook her head side to side.

“They are not.”

“Oh yeah, baby, they sure as shit are.”

“They can’t be. This can’t happen. Not now, not ever.”

“Why not? What are you afraid of?”

“Getting hurt,” she said and looked away.

Why did he get the feeling that she was lying?

He walked closer, placed his hand on her shoulder, and turned her around.

“Talk to me. Let’s sit down, drink our water, and talk about this.”

“No, Cash. You need to leave. This cannot happen.”

“You’re talking crazy. Calm down and just relax. We’ll take things slow.”

“Really? Like that was slow?”

“Well, maybe when the others join in, it won’t be so slow,” he teased.

She tried turning away, but he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her snuggly against his chest.