Their Sin City Showgirl (The American Soldier Collection 7)

She blinked her eyes.

“I’m scared,” she whispered.

Lincoln looked at Conway. Conway lifted up, still straddling her waist, and held her face between his hands.

“You think we’re not?”

She blinked, as if shocked by Conway’s admittance.

“You? No,” she whispered.

“You think we do this all the time? You think we open up our hearts, our bed, to just any woman?” he asked, feeling himself begin to get angry with her. Did she think that they were a bunch of male sluts?

“I guess I did. I mean, Pauline indicated—”

“Pauline is a fucking liar. She doesn’t matter. She was never here, in this room, with all four of us. Never,” Lincoln stated firmly. She looked at him and then back at Conway.

“I’ve never done anything like this in my life. I’ve never had anal sex before either. I don’t have the experience you do,” she stated in a shy voice.

Conway gave her a wink. “That’s good to know. It makes you and us together, even more special. I want you, J.J. I want you like Calder just had you, and so do Brook and Lincoln. We won’t hurt you. We’ll put you first, always,” Conway told her and when she nodded her head, he leaned down and kissed her.

When she placed her hands against Conway’s, he released an emotion of relief inside. Little did she know that they had never shared a woman together, and that when Brook said to bring her to Conway’s room, it meant that he was being the first to claim that J.J. was the woman they were waiting for. The one who touched their hearts and affected them way before they’d even made love to her.

J.J. was kissing him back, and pressing her hands along his muscles. Conway maneuvered his leg between hers and rolled over, so that she straddled him. Her long brown hair swayed over her shoulders, covering her breasts as he released her lips.

Her lovely face was flushed, her chest blotchy, and her nipples hard as pebbles.

“Condom?” she whispered, and he smiled.

“You sure you’re ready?”

“Yes, Conway. As crazy as this all is, I want you, I want all of you.

I feel so needy and I don’t know if it’s just from being alone for so long, or the power of what’s happening here. But I want it.”

“I want you, too, J.J.,” Lincoln whispered as he took her hand, brought it to his lips, and kissed her fingertips. Conway watched as J.J. and Lincoln held gazes. The anticipation and the fear hit Conway in an instant. Would she allow them to make love to her together?

“You’re a big man, Lincoln,” she whispered, and then lowered her eyes to Lincoln’s cock.

“You do it to me, baby. You’ve made me harder than I ever remember being in my life.”

She licked her lower lip and took the condom from Lincoln’s hand.

“Then I guess since I’m responsible for it. I should help any way I can.”

Conway caressed up her ribs to her breasts and cupped them.

She closed her eyes and moaned, as Lincoln pressed a palm against her cheek, leaned over, and kissed her deeply.

In a flash that kiss grew sexy as damn hell. Conway was amazed as J.J. ripped open the condom and took hold of his cock, while still kissing Lincoln.

When she wrapped her fingers around his shaft, Conway moaned.

“Damn, woman, your hand feels so good wrapped around my cock.”

Lincoln released her lips. He held a fistful of her hair and stared straight at her.

“I’m going to get your ass ready, and Conway and I are going to fuck you so good, and bind us as one.”