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

He eased his way inside of her, slowly pressing his cock into her cunt. With each inch she moaned and opened wider for him. She felt so needy and as if the only thing that could ease the ache inside was Ricky’s cock.

“That’s it, baby. God, Amelia, you feel so tight.”

He thrust all the way in then sat up pulling her legs up over his thighs.

“Ricky,” she reprimanded.

“I’ve dreamed about this moment.” He began a series of long, deep thrusts into her pussy.

He grabbed her wrists, placed them above her head as he leaned down over her, and thrust his hips, rotating them, pulling out then thrusting back in with deep, penetrating caresses.

“Perfection.” He covered her mouth and kissed her.

Soon, he released her wrists and began to make love to her faster. His strokes were relentless as she ran her fingers through his hair and counterthrust up against him. Her body tightened like a bow then snapped as she called his name. Ricky continued to thrust into her three more times then exploded inside of her. He wrapped her in his arms, crushing her momentarily to the bed before he rolled to his side taking her with him.

She hugged him tight as he caressed her lower back then her ass and trailed a finger down the crack.

“You have a great ass, Amelia. I can’t wait to fuck it.”

She sat up, completely caught off guard by his statement. They all chuckled.

“Don’t scare her, Ricky. She’s new to this,” Brody said, then lifted her up and pulled her on top of him. Ricky rolled over and got up off the bed.

The light in the room was dim, but she could see some scars on Brody’s chiseled chest. They were sporadic, and appeared like knife marks.

Amelia straddled Brody’s hips, feeling his long thick cock under her ass and pussy. She couldn’t help the mix of emotions she felt. She was instantly concerned and wondered how he sustained his injuries. She then panicked and hoped that he and his brothers wouldn’t notice hers, in this dim light.

Brody thrust his cock upward.

She closed her eyes and turned away from him in embarrassment. Meanwhile, she’d just had sex with his brothers and certainly was going to have sex with Brody and Waylon next.

Brody grabbed a hold of her hips and thrust upward again. “Look at me.”

She shyly looked down. The feel of his large hands moving softly up her hips to cup both breasts aroused her senses. She felt her pussy leak then jerked when Brody pinched both nipples.

He eased the pinch he caused by rolling the pink protruding flesh between two fingers. He somehow used his thumbs to caress the mounds at the same time, and Amelia began to slowly move on him.

“Take me inside of you, Amelia. Make me come, like I made you come in the barn tonight.”

She was embarrassed a moment then felt the hands smooth along her shoulders. Waylon was behind her, caressing her skin.

He reached her hips and thighs, caressing them, sending tingling sensations underneath her skin.

“Lift up, baby, and take Brody’s cock, while I explore this ass of yours.” He lifted her, and Brody aligned his cock with her pussy, as she adjusted her hips with Waylon’s guidance. Then she lowered onto Brody’s cock.

“That’s it, baby. Nice and easy.” Brody held her hips, and she slowly adjusted to his girth.

Up and down, too slow apparently for Brody, because he ground his teeth and nearly growled while she rode him.

Meanwhile, the feel of Waylon’s hands caressing her ass cheeks, parting them, then stroking her anus had her moving faster.

“Whatever you’re doing Waylon, she likes it. Keep it up,” Brody said then thrust hard upward, causing Amelia to grab onto his shoulders and fall forward.

As she gasped in shock at Brody’s strength and power, she felt a finger press to her forbidden hole just as she lowered onto Brody’s cock again.

“Oh God, it burns,” she stated aloud. Brody held her in place then lifted her up and pulled her back down onto his shaft hard. She was overwhelmed with fullness and need.

She pushed her ass back against Waylon’s fingers.