Amazing Grace (The American Soldier Collection 3)

Big Jay appeared upset but then he smiled as he placed his hands against her cheeks and slowly pulled out of her.

“He’s scared, baby. He loves you so much and watching all of us make love got to him.”

“You mean he was jealous?”

He chuckled.

“No, of course not. He was…scared.”

“Sandman, scared?”

“He felt the connection, the bond and love between the four of us. I think he’s closed off his heart all these years after his experience in the service and the missions he went on. You’ve changed that for all of us, Grace. Hey, that’s it. You’re our amazing Grace.” He kissed her deeply before he lifted up and offered her a hand.

She thought about what he said. Sandman was just like her in more ways than either of them could recognize. No wonder why they argued and banged heads. He’s just like me. He’s scared to feel and open up his heart.

“Where is he, Big Jay?”

“Probably in his room,” Big Jay said with a smile. She knelt up on the bed, gave him a kiss, then very proudly walked out of the room naked and in search of her soldier, Sandman.

* * * *

Grace heard the shower running. One peek into the bathroom and she saw Sandman standing under the flow of water in the huge tiled shower with his head hanging down. She tiptoed over, wanting to sneak up on him.

“I’ll be out in a little bit,” he said, making her jump. Son of a bitch, he was good.

“Can I join you?” she asked, not giving him the chance to decline, hoping he wouldn’t anyway as she got in behind him. There were multiple sprayer heads, shooting streams of water from around the shower. It was an impressive setup and it instantly wet her entirely. She eased her way closer to him then underneath him so she was now between his arms. Grace cupped his face between her hands, and when she looked into his eyes, she was shocked to see them red and almost bloodshot.

“I missed you,” she whispered.

He kept his hands flat against the wall behind her. He wasn’t budging. Big Jay was right. Sandman was scared to open up his heart.

“I wanted to make love to you, like I did with Big Jay and Duke.” She leaned forward to kiss his chest. She lowered herself down his body, kissing along his muscular chest, his belly, his ribs, and then his cock.

He pulled up slightly to give her better access to his long, thick cock. She immediately pulled it into her mouth and drew in his shaft.

His hands fell to her head. He gripped her tightly then stroked his cock slowly into her mouth.

She held on to his chiseled thighs and allowed him to set the pace. He was awfully big, and there was no way his entire cock would fit down her throat, no matter how relaxed or hungry she was.

As if sensing her inability to take it all in, he slowed his strokes, only giving her half his cock.

“That feels good, baby.” He moaned and slowly moved his hips back and forth.

She caressed his thighs, massaged him as she explored his body all the way to his ass. He was thick, wide with muscles, and she pressed her mouth closer, so she could reach halfway behind him and squeeze his ass. The man had an amazing ass.

She caressed her way back, using her hands to massage his tight muscles before she cupped his balls in the palm of her hand and was soon lost in pleasing her man.

Sandman suddenly pulled from her mouth, lifted her up and placed her against the wall. She wrapped her legs around his waist, felt her thighs trembling as she locked gazes with him.

He held her face between his hands as he looked down into her eyes with love and compassion.

“I’ve never.” He swallow

ed hard.

This was difficult for him.

“I love you, Sandman. I want to be with you and your brothers. I want you inside of me. It’s where I feel perfect and where life is perfect.”