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

Brody parked her car, turned off the lights and ignition, then got out. Before she could move or perhaps take a second to breathe, overthink this, or panic, her door opened and Murphy was there, reaching a hand toward her.

She gripped her purse then placed her hand into his. As he pulled her up and against him, he covered her mouth with his own.

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Murphy was desperate to taste her, to take off her pretty little dress and explore her sexy body.

He couldn’t help the feelings of desperation he had as he continued to kiss her deeply. When she wrapped her arms around his neck in compliance, he rejoiced inside as he lifted her up and against him.

Her thighs wrapped around his waist as he cupped her ass under her dress and felt the bare skin then the tight material against the crack. Her and the damn thong panties drove him wild. His dick was so fucking hard as he walked effortlessly with her in his arms.

They reached the doorway his brothers held open and went inside. She dropped her purse. He heard it hit the floor as he carried her straight to the bedroom.

Once inside he lowered her to the bed and was pressed between her open thighs. Releasing her lips and panting for breath, he stared down into her dark brown eyes and was lost in emotion.

“Please invite us to stay. Don’t think, don’t fear, just follow your heart, Amelia.”

She stared at him and then his brothers as they entered her small bedroom.

“I think I lost my mind,” she whispered and he smiled.

“Baby, we’re feeling the exact same way. Let us love you tonight.”

Murphy leaned down and lifted her dress up, revealing dark lace panties and her firm belly. He noticed the tattoo as he leaned his lips closer, licking across her skin. She pushed her pelvis up toward him and he smiled.

“I need to taste you, baby.” He reached for her panties. He maneuvered his fingers under the thin material and slowly pulled her panties down her sexy body. Her feminine scent aroused something carnal inside of Murphy. As he moved his hands up her thighs and heard his brothers begin to undress, he realized just how feminine and small in size she was to them. With palms spreading her toned thighs wider, he could practically cover her thigh completely.

“You smell so good, Amelia. So fucking good.”

He licked across her sweet folds and felt her shiver. She tried to close her thighs.

“Stay open for him, for us.” Waylon’s authoritative voice penetrated the air and made Amelia freeze. Murphy felt her tense until he licked across her pussy lips again. She moaned then eased her ass down deeper against the comforter.

Using his thumbs to spread those delicious lips, he stroked her gently.

“You have the prettiest little pussy, baby. All trim and neat.” He pressed a digit up into her and she grabbed his wrist.

“Murphy.” She said his name and his dick somehow grew harder.

“Fuck, baby, I love it when you say my name.”

“Let go of his wrist, Amelia,” Brody stated then knelt down onto the bed. He was naked, holding his dick in his hand, and Amelia gasped.

“Oh God, Brody. Oh my God, this is too much. You guys are too much.”

“Not too much. We’re all meant for this, for you,” Ricky said.

Murphy added a second digit to her pussy and began to move in and out of her. With every stroke she tilted upward, causing her breasts to push upward, too. Ricky helped remove her dress. She wiggled her ass at him and Brody assisted with getting the material over her head. All she wore now was a strapless black bra that joined her large breasts together causing a deep cleavage.

Ricky and Brody reached for the clasp next and removed the last bit of clothing that covered their goddess.

“Fuck, baby, you’re fucking hot.” Ricky cupped her breast. Brody cupped her other breast then leaned down and licked the tip.

The sight was so erotic and powerful, Murphy was shocked at how turned on he felt. He and his brothers were close. They never shared a woman before but knew that they wanted to. Amelia was special.

“Give me your hands,” Waylon stated then took Amelia’s hands and raised them above her head. He kissed her palms then her forearms and finally her mouth. She tilted her head back toward him, because he was behind her. She was stretched out before them. Murphy knew he needed to get inside of her or he would lose it right here.

“Amelia, baby, I want you, honey. I want to make love to you, sweetheart,” Murphy said then stood up. Brody and Ricky caressed her inner thighs open as Waylon released her lips then caressed his palms down her breast and to her pussy. Murphy undressed quickly.