Ask Me No Questions (The American Soldier Collection 12)

“Damn, Cass, that’s some sexy string bikini you have on. Too bad you won’t be wearing it long,” Orlando teased as he pulled her up against his chest and kissed her deeply.

She felt his hands along her back and her ass then the other one cupped her breast. She would let him take her right here and now. Hell, he could spread her out on the grass and have his way with her. She didn’t even care.

“I think she’s trying to pull a fast one on you, Orlando. She’s too chicken to go up Devil’s Peak and jump,” Memphis challenged as Orlando released her lips.

“I’m not chicken. Just remember, when I jump after the two of you, that both of you get to do whatever I ask of you.”

“Oh, we’ll remember, but it’s going to be you doing us. I mean doing what we want,” Memphis teased. Orlando laughed.

She felt her cheeks warm and her belly do a series of somersaults. She really needed to shock these guys.

Orlando took her hand and led her up the high trail to the spot they called Devil’s Peak. They weren’t kidding when they said it was high up. It was a gorgeous spot, and a large, pointed boulder stood out over the edge of the water pretty damn far. There was a clearing behind them, and a thick, large rope hung high up over a big tree branch.

“That’s what you swing out on?” she asked, feeling a little uncertain.

Orlando grabbed onto it first. “Sure thing, baby. Just hold on, run, and don’t forget to let go when you’re over the water.”

“And how do you get more points to win?” she asked, pretending to be nervous. She had done crazier things than this with her fellow friends in the Corps. In fact, she’d jumped from some high killer waterfalls in Hawaii. This was a piece of cake, but she wouldn’t let them know.

She nibbled her bottom lip and then stepped a little closer to see the edge and look down below. It wasn’t too high at all. Maybe the height of a five-story building.

“You don’t have to do this if you’re chicken, Marine,” Orlando teased and then prepared to swing and jump.

“I’ll do it,” she said, and Orlando smiled.

“Come here and give me a good luck kiss. I’m going to cannonball off this baby and then wait below to strip you and have you be my little obedient sexual goddess.”

She raised one of her eyebrows up at him. “You sure are cocky. Why don’t you do a flip off of it? Then maybe I’ll be impressed.”

Orlando pulled her close and kissed her deeply. He ran his hand along her ass and gave it a smack.

“Watch yourself, sweetheart. There are lots of things that Memphis and I can do to you and this sexy body if you’re naughty.”

She chuckled as he pulled back. “Impress me, Orlando, and do a flip off of it.”

Now Orlando looked as cool as a cucumber as he shrugged and then prepared to jump. She and Memphis stayed toward the side and the edge so they could watch. There went Orlando through the air, and sure enough, he flipped and then landed into the water with a great big splash. He came up and gave a loud cheer.

“Come on down, sweetheart. The water is perfect.”

Memphis wrapped his arm around her waist from behind. She could feel his erection press against her ass. He kissed her neck and cupped her breast from behind.

“You get this body ready for us, baby. We’re going to make love to you everywhere.” He kissed her, and she turned in his arms, wrapped her arm around his neck, and held on to his cowboy hat.

“Can I wear this for good luck, so I’m not scared?”

He looked serious a moment. “You don’t have to do this if you’re scared. Orlando will get over it.” He cupped her chin and looked at the hat and then her wearing it. She felt badly for teasing him. He was being serious and putting her safety, her fears, first.

“I’ll be okay. I’ll see you down there,” she said, and he leaned down and kissed her.

They could hear Orlando yelling from below.

“He’s coming,” she called out as she walked to the edge, and a moment later, Memphis went by her, flipped, and then landed into the water below.

Cassidy had to think of something to top that. She hadn’t thought they would do a flip. She had to do something more so that she won the challenge. But what? It came to her instantly as she untied her bathing suit top and then the bottom. She would swing off naked, only wearing Memphis’s cowboy hat, and do a flip. That should make her the winner.

“Cassidy?”

They were calling her, and when she heard the concern in their voices, she rolled her bikini up in a ball, tied it, and walked naked to the edge. She could see their faces.