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

“Have you changed your mind about coming?”

“I’m not sure.”

“Well, you have two more days to decide. He’s almost finished. Want to come over and get a closer look?”

She shook her head.

“I don’t want to distract him.”

“He’s in his zone. I bet you won’t be a distraction, but instead a major support for him.”

Amelia wasn’t certain, but as Brody brought her closer, she began to focus more on Waylon’s form and his counter moves to Quincy.

“That’s it. Now, try some cheap shots, Quincy. Go over that move we saw in the video,” Jose stated.

She stood to the side next to Brody and Ricky. Ricky caressed her back then ran his hand along her backside. He bent down to whisper into her ear.

“These shorts are kind of short. You better only wear them around the house.” He moved his fingers up under the seam to that delicate, sensitive flesh where her ass cheeks met her thighs.

She stared at his chiseled, bare chest. “Well you be sure to wear a shirt, unless you’re only around me.”

He smiled. “Okay, darling. I promise.”

He moved his hand then pushed a finger through one of the loops on her shorts. His hands were so big, that Ricky’s palm was splayed across her backside possessively.

Brody now stood behind her and placed a hand on the back of her neck. She was immediately aroused, as usual. But determined to act unaffected.

“No, Waylon. Not like that. He’ll catch you. You have to remember who you’re dealing with.”

Waylon banged his fists at his side.

“What’s up with you? Why can’t you focus?” Jose asked.

“I’m fucking up my jabs and my hips as I go in for those counter strikes. They feel awkward.”

“Well try it like this,” Diver suggested as he showed him what he meant. He tried the move again and still got caught in Quincy’s right hook under his chin.

“Fuck!” he yelled out.

They repeated a few moves, but they didn’t quite feel right to Waylon.

He turned around and saw Amelia standing there with his brothers.

“Hey, what’s going on?” he asked. Quincy stepped back and took a breather.

“Do you need a break? Maybe clear your head?” Jose asked.

Waylon nodded. “Let’s give him a few minutes, Quincy. Come on down here and let’s take a look at that video again. Maybe we can come up with a better counter move,” Jose stated as Quincy waved hello to her then walked to the corner of the room where a flat screen TV was set up.

Waylon sat down on the edge of the ring.

“Hey, baby, so what do you think of the place?”

She walked closer with Ricky and Brody following.

“It’s impressive. So are your moves. You look great.” It was difficult to not drool over the man right now. He was dripping with sweat, but for some reason, it turned her on entirely too much. She actually felt her pussy clench and her nipples harden. She looked away and cleared her throat.

“What’s wrong? Something bothering you?” Brody asked Waylon.