Ask Me No Questions (The American Soldier Collection 12)

“I’m going to fuck this ass, and then Coast will next,” he told her as he pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his cock.

She didn’t tighten up this time. The need, the sexual desire, was stronger than anything as Orlando pushed the head of his cock against her anus and squeezed his way into her ass.

“Oh!” She moaned aloud.

Memphis cupped her breasts then pulled her down for a deep kiss. The move caused Orlando’s cock to push deeper into her ass until he was balls deep. He was grunting and moaning behind her.

Smack.

She gasped, pulling from Memphis’s mouth as she felt the slap to her ass. Both men began to thrust into her, and she felt another slap to her ass, causing her to come again.

“Oh God, this is crazy. You’re crazy.” She moaned and shouted as she came.

“You make us crazy,” Coast said from the side of the bed as he stroked his cock and waited to have her next. It was wild and erotic.

Memphis moaned then thrust upward hard. “Damn it,” he said as he came because apparently he didn’t want to yet.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Orlando carried on as he thrust harder and faster then held himself in her ass as he came next.

Orlando calmed his breathing then slowly pulled from her body.

Memphis lifted her up, and Coast pulled her into his arms. He placed her on the bed on all fours then spread her thighs.

“Here I come baby,” Coast said to her.

She gripped the comforter, afraid she would pass out from exhaustion, and she felt the cool liquid to her ass then fingers penetrate her hole. Her pussy instantly felt swollen and needy.

“Please, Coast. Please,” she begged.

“I’ve got you, baby. I got what you need right here.”

Cash reached out and cupped her breasts, pulling and pinching on the nipples. Behind her, Coast pulled his fingers from her ass, replaced them with his cock, and slowly began to push into her ass. Her pussy swelled farther, and as Coast stroked into her ass, her pussy spasmed with need.

“Oh God I need more. More,” she cried out and lowered to her chest so she could finger her own pussy.

“Fuck that’s hot. She’s fingering herself,” Memphis said then Coast slapped her ass.

She cried out as she came and so did Coast. Three more strokes and he was done. He shook behind her, and Cassidy fell to the bed, closing her eyes and trying to calm her breathing.

Coast eased out of her, and a moment later, she felt the cool washcloth against her skin and was shocked that these men all cleaned her up.

She tried to sit up. “I can do that,” she said, reaching for the washcloth that Orlando held and began wiping her down with.

“We take care of what’s ours. You lie there and rest, looking beautiful,” Orlando told her, and she felt her cheeks warm as she glanced around at all of them.

Her eyes were heavy, her body weak as she lay back down and closed her eyes. Hands caressed her skin. Memphis and then Coast took turns rubbing down her back and then her thighs.

A couple of times she opened her eyes to see the men dressing but not putting on shirts. She thought she saw Stryker limping, and Cash wrapping his arm around Stryker’s waist to help him from the room. But she blinked again, and they were gone.

“Stryker,” she whispered.

She felt the fingers trace along her cheek then the bed dip.

“Shhh, baby. He’s okay. You rest. Memphis and I will stay with you,” Coast told her.

Memphis slid onto the bed beside her and pulled her against his chest and side. Her lips hit his skin, and she felt him jerk. Glancing down, she saw his briefs rise up, indicating he had another erection.

“Damn, you drive me wild. I want you all over again,” he told her, and then Coast slid in behind her and pressed his partially naked body against hers.