The Greatest Fight of All (The American Soldier Collection 5)

“So you’re definitely moving? Damn, Will and I were hoping to talk you into going out to Casper’s with us tonight.”

“Oh, I just heard about that place from friends of Murphy’s. I guess it’s a great place.”

“She can’t go out tonight. She has plans,” Ricky stated very abruptly and Amelia was shocked. Who gave him the right to make a comment?

“I don’t think I can go tonight, and tomorrow I have a party to attend. Perhaps next week?”

Paul looked at both Murphy and Ricky then back at Amelia.

“You have our numbers. Call us if you can do Saturday. I’d offer to help you move, but it looks like you have enough help,” Paul said with a little bit of attitude.

“I don’t have too much to move. If I can make it tonight, I’ll definitely call you later.”

“Really?” Paul asked as Ricky and Murphy stared at her.

“Yes. If you don’t hear from me by five, then know I got caught up in moving. But I’ll call you tomorrow to make plans for next week.”

Paul smiled. “Great. Good luck with the move. Nice meeting you, Murphy and Ricky,” Paul said then walked out of the building.

Amelia turned to watch him go until the elevator doors opened.

Then she walked into the elevator, sure that Regan and Galen were decent and pretending to cook something for lunch. She was starving.

The moment the doors closed, Ricky started. “You’re not seriously interested in that guy are you?”

Amelia looked up at him. “He and his brother are nice. They work in the business offices next to the hospital.”

“They’re not your type at all,” Ricky stated.

“Excuse me, how do you know what my type is?” she asked and then looked toward Murphy, who stared straight ahead. She noticed the vein by his temple pulsating. Then she felt Ricky’s hand on her waist. The next thing she knew, he was holding her in his arms, and his thick, hard muscles were hard against her. He cupped her cheek and half her head with one large hand.

She gasped as he stared down into her eyes. She was shocked at the intensity in them and how easily he held her.

“Do they make you feel sexy and beautiful when they look at you? Does your heart race, like it is right now?”

She grabbed his arms as the elevator stopped, the bell sounded, and the doors opened. She sensed Murphy moving and she panicked that he would get to the apartment door.

“Ricky,” she started to say.

“They’re not for you.” He lowered his mouth to hers.

He kissed her deeply, devouring her soft moans, tasting every inch of her mouth. In her mind she knew she should stop him. Push him away. Not get caught up in lustful thoughts that would only end in disaster. But he was such a good kisser. Plus, his hands were magnificent and so was his body. She felt his thigh press between her quivering thighs and she moaned into his mouth as the thick, ironclad thigh connected with her oversensitive pussy. When she felt him move his hand down her hip and to her ass, she panicked and pulled from his mouth.

She was gripping his shoulders best she could, but he was so much bigger.

“Please, you have to stop. You shouldn’t have done that,” she said, out of breath.

He squeezed her harder against him. She felt the long, thick, hard, ridge of his cock against her belly.

“You feel that? You know you’re attracted to me, just as I am to you. That’s the difference. Paul and his brother, whomever they are, can’t compare.”

Ricky’s dominance and control should not be turning her on right now. That was her problem initially with Mano. His aggressiveness and possessiveness made her feel loved and wanted. It wasn’t love. It wasn’t pure and neither would this be.

She pushed him away.

“I can’t get involved with you. I won’t. It would never work.”

“You don’t know that. My brothers and I would treat you right, Amelia.”