“Let’s get out of here and go check out the gazebo in the center of town and decide what we want to get for the concert. We’re running out of time.” She stood up and lifted the empty plate and carried it to the counter.
“You all looked like you enjoyed that,” Betsy Ann said to Genesis as she took the plate from her hand. Betsy Ann’s mom owned the shop.
“It was good. Probably ruined my appetite for lunch though,” she said with a smile, but then noticed Betsy Ann eyeing over Freeman and Mills.
“I haven’t seen you two around town before. You all new residents?” Betsy Ann asked them.
“Naw, just visiting for now and staying with friends,” Freeman said, and Genesis felt how affected she was by those words.
They were just passing through. This wouldn’t mean a thing to them. What was she thinking here? Was it just about a connection and desire for sex, and finally some men she could see herself letting go with? She never engaged in a ménage before. It was serious stuff. This was so bad.
“Well, you stop in any time you want, and if you need any advice on where to hang out or what events are going on, you two just let me know.” Betsy outright flirted with them right in front of Genesis.
As her lips parted and she began to say something, she tightened up as she felt Mills’ palm slide along her belly tight as he pulled her back against his chest. “We got our own personal tour guide, honey,” Mills said, and then kissed Genesis’s neck before he took her hand and led her from the place with Freeman leading the way.
She heard Betsy Ann gasp, and Genesis chuckled. “You might have ruined your future chance with her,” she said to them.
Mills pulled her next to the building and Freeman was right there, too. She was sandwiched between them. “There won’t be any future chances with her. We got you,” he said so seriously her heart hammered inside of her chest.
“Mills,” she whispered, but he cupped her cheek and neck and kissed her right there in front of the store. When he was done and he released her, Freeman pulled her into his arms and kissed her next. When they heard the whistles, Freeman released her lips and hugged her to him.
“What do you say we take a walk around that park and those trails you mentioned? Maybe find a little spot to…talk, baby,” he said, and kissed her neck as she held onto his sides.
When she didn’t answer because she was trying to figure out what was happening here and so quickly, they started leading her down the street. Both men remained close, and even when someone from town who frequented Harper’s said hello to her, they showed possessiveness she wasn’t used to, but surely could get used to. When they walked along the trails, she led them right to a nice private little covered spot where a long bench sat and thick brush surrounded it.
“Ahh, so you save the make-out spot for after dessert,” Mills said to her, and pulled her into his arms and began kissing her. When she felt Freeman grab onto her hips and support her back as Mills kissed her, she became further aroused and lifted her thigh up against Mills’ leg as he slid his palm along her leg. It was getting hot and heavy quickly when she felt Freeman join in, pressing harder against her back, and maneuvering fingers along her ass cheek, under the thin strap of her thong panties and right up into her cunt. She jerked and moaned into Mills’ mouth as Mills deepened that kiss. They were all moaning, rocking against one another.
“You’re so tight and wet, baby. Jesus, you’re so responsive, and you smell incredible, too,” Freeman said and suckled against a sensitive spot on her neck a little firmer as Mills cupped her breast and stroked her nipple. The feel of his large hand trying to squeeze more of her breast into his hand did her in. She came and pulled from Mills’ lips and laid there, head against his chest as she rocked her hips.
“Holy fuck,” Mills whispered, and then Freeman slowly pulled fingers from her cunt, turned her around, and kissed her hard on the mouth. Then Mills moved into position and he started all over again. Freeman lifted her thigh up against his hip as he moaned into her mouth. She grabbed onto his chest and shirt and a moment later, Mills’ fingers slid up into her cunt and he pressed against her back, cupping her breast under her arm and pinching her nipple. “You’re so wet, so giving, baby. My God, and your breasts are fucking huge. I could come in my pants. You got me there, Genesis. Fuck,” he said, and thrust fingers deeper as he rocked his hips and she came again. He lowered down her body, lifted her skirt, and a moment later, his mouth was where his fingers were. He used his palm to press on her back and she moved forward as Freeman helped balance her.
“Holy Fuck, bro, yeah, she is fire and then some. Make her explode again. Then I want a taste,” he said, and she panted and moaned. She was shocked at what was happening here. Worried about the sounds they were making, or that someone might come along, and she came again. He lifted up and hugged her to him as he suckled against her neck. “You taste better than the sampler, woman. A lot fucking better.” He suckled on her neck and she could smell her scent on him, then Freeman moved behind her, and Mills changed positions.
“Come on, baby,” Mills said to her as Freeman bent her forward and then slid fingers into her cunt.
She gasped. “Oh God, someone might come along. I can’t believe I’m doing this with you. Oh God.”
Freeman bent lower and she gasped again. He hummed like he was enjoying a feast as he ate at her cream. She gripped onto Mills’ hips, her head against his side as he caressed her hair and back, and pulled up her skirt. “Look at this fucking ass,” he said, and Freeman lifted his mouth from her cunt, trailing a tongue along her asshole and then up her spine before shoving fingers back into her again. Their words, their commanding tones. The hold they had on her did her in and she came again.
“Fuck yeah.”
Smack.
Freeman smacked her ass and then stood up.
“Let’s take her home. We need to go. Now,” he commanded, and reality came crashing back quickly as they helped her fix her skirt. Even her top lowered, and Mills took advantage of that as he slid the strap lower with his other arm around her waist and he began to feast on her cleavage, then lower toward her breast and nipple. “Mills, oh God, we need to slow down.”
“The fuck we do,” Freeman said, and pressed up against her back and cupped her other breast as if he were helping Mills to gain better access.
“I can’t take it. It’s too much. Please, slow down,” she said. They must have gotten her message as Mills released her nipple with a ‘plop’, then began to fix her top.
Freeman gripped her tighter. “Don’t you start putting up those walls and pushing us away.”
She closed her eyes and steadied her breathing. “This is amazing, a fucking shock to all of us.” She opened her eyes. “It’s not even a first date.”
“Sure it is, and that doesn’t mean anything. Not when the attraction is so intense like this,” Mills told her.
“I don’t know, it could be a mistake. You guys aren’t even sure how long you’ll be in town.”
“We’re all adults here, Genesis,” Freeman said.
Now she faced them both. Without their arms around her, their hands touching her, she felt the loss but also gained some control back. She smoothed her hands along her hips. The way Freeman said that shouldn’t have made her pussy swell and leak some more. They were adults. They particularly were older and were soldiers. Soldiers got action with women all the time. She would be another fuck. A twinge of something hit her gut. Was she suddenly wanting more? Was it because of them? Because of how different they made her feel, and also how she forgot everything, including where they just made out and fingered her?
“You’re being quiet, and with the little bit of time we spent together, I can already tell that when you’re quiet, Genesis, it’s not a good thing.” Freeman challenged her and crossed his arms in front of his chest. He licked his lower lip as he held her gaze, and she wondered if he could still taste her on his lips. She could still taste him and Mills.
She w
as out of practice here. Not just dating or fooling around with a man, but dealing with soldiers, staying in control like she did when she worked as an agent. Mills took her hand and held her to the bench. He sat down and she stood in front of him between his legs.
“I don’t want to fuck this up, so I’ll be completely honest here,” he said, and glanced at Freeman, who uncrossed his arms and now stood right next to her. “We like you. A lot. Wouldn’t think any differently about you if you said yes and came home with us.” She looked away and he gave her hips a squeeze, then continued talking, so she looked back at him. “And we wouldn’t think any differently if you said no, slowed things down, and we continued on this first date.”
“We’d be disappointed for sure.” Freeman winked. She blushed and snorted.
Mills smiled. “Your pace, we’re gentlemen. We’ve been around a lot longer, definitely have more experience than you do, so we’ll slow it down.”
She reached up and cupped his cheek, then reached over and placed her palm against Freeman’s chest. He covered it with his hand as he stepped closer. “I’ve had some things happen in my life,” she said. Both men narrowed their eyes at her. “I don’t intend to get into details, but this was a big step for me. I haven’t gone out on a date in a while, and well, I’m glad it was with the two of you. So, before we kill the good vibe, why don’t we go get some things and then enjoy that concert?”
“I can accept that for now, but sweetie, if those things that happened are going to get in the way of progress, then you will be talking to us about them so we can work through them together,” Mills told her.
“We’ll see, Mills.” She went to move her hand and he pulled her closer and kissed her again. She ran her hands along his shoulders as Freeman stepped in behind her and whispered against her ear and neck.
“A little something else before we go into public and I’ll have to control my desires for you.” She felt him slide his palms up under her skirt, using his thigh to press her thighs apart. “Open for me, baby, because you want to, and feel what we feel,” he said against her ear as Mills continued to kiss her. His commanding tone, their hard, masculine hands, did a number on her. Add in their good looks and this attraction, and oh yeah, she stepped her feet apart and moaned into Mills’ mouth as Freeman stroked her cunt from behind as he suckled against her neck.
“You’re going to be all ours soon enough, mark my words, baby. When we want something, we go after it and get it.”
* * * *
“What are we doing?” Denzel asked Zedock.
“We’re going to check out the concert and meet up with Mills and Freeman.”
“This was a mistake. To get involved with anyone or act like we’re going to be around here for a long period of time.”
“You get their texts. We’re in town, met the sheriff, and look at how normal everything is around here. We aren’t used to normal, and sitting in the huge house just waiting on a call that could take pretty fucking long to get, isn’t healthy or smart. We might as well take in the sights.”
“The sights, you mean Genesis?”
“She’s an attractive woman, and it appears she’s got Mills and Freeman talking some serious talk. Don’t you think we should help keep their minds clear?” Zedock said to him, and Denzel snorted.
“Keep their minds clear, or feed our curiosity about who she is and what she has to offer?”
Denzel was quiet. They hadn’t been in the states for two years. They were numb to a lot of things. To even this town, to any town, where people just went about their lives like other things didn’t exist. The violence, the evildoers, him and his brothers in arms had to deal with.
“It’s nice around here, and friendly,” Zedock said as they walked from the parking lot to the center where the concert was. It was pretty packed there.
“It is nice. Almost fairytale-like,” Denzel said, and Zedock snorted in agreement as a few women they walked past looked them over and smiled. They nodded toward them but kept walking. The sound of the music got louder and the large crowds of family and different people gathering around in the community was a shock to Denzel. Kids playing with their friends, dads tossing around footballs. “Jesus, it looks fucking fake.”
Zedock shook his head and whispered, “No man, it’s real. We’ve been so caught up in our careers and dealing with scum bags wanting to destroy this right here for years. We protect and serve so people can live like this.”
“That isn’t no bullshit, man. Fuck, I feel completely uncomfortable.”
“Me, too.”
Denzel stopped short and gave Zedock a slap to his arm then pointed. They both watched as Freeman and Mills stood next to Genesis right by their truck. Mills had his hand on her shoulder and Freeman had his hand on her waist, then leaned down and kissed her temple. She glanced up toward him, smiling up like some angel. The sight did something to Denzel and he felt like his throat closed up, and his heart reacted. “She looks gorgeous. Look at her body, those legs, and how she looks between them.”
“I can’t. It’s too fucking much,” Denzel said, and looked away, turned around and almost feeling panicked, but Zedock turned too and cleared his throat.
“Now we know why they texted, what they’re more than likely feeling. Do we take a chance, or do we run for cover?”
“You’re asking me” You’re the fucking commander, what the fuck?”
“I’ve never run from anything. You know that, but holy fuck, Denzel, did you feel something just watching them?”
Denzel nodded but his teeth were clenched.
“This could be nothing. Just an attraction that could lead to sex. Something we all haven’t engaged in in quite some time.”
“My days of fucking women just to do it, or with no feelings is over. Maybe I need to head back.”
“Hey, who’s to say it’s just about sex here, or that she’s even willing? We’re jumping the damn gun. We’re soldiers, fucking mercenaries no less. I think we can handle some sexy twenty-something bombshell, don’t you?” Zedock asked him. Denzel looked back and caught Mills’ eye. “Fuck,” he said, and ran his fingers through his hair. Freeman, Genesis, and Mills all looked right at them. “Now we have to go say hello at least,” Zedock said, and they headed toward them.
Mills and Freeman shook their hands hello and then introduced Genesis.
“You guys remember Genesis, right?” Mills asked and she smiled up at Zedock and Denzel.
“Of course we do. How are you?” Zedock asked, and reached his hand out to shake hers.
“Good, and you?”
“Good,” Zedock said, and squinted at her as he looked her over.
“How was the tour of town?” Denzel asked, and reached his hand out for her to shake. He noticed her face went flush and she swallowed hard. Their hands touched and he felt instantly attracted to her. By Freeman’s expression and Mills’ intense one, they were looking for a reaction. Denzel also felt like something went down between them all.
“It was okay. I mean, I think we saw what we could,” she said.
Freeman pulled her into his arms and slid his palm over her ass as she held onto his arms and stared up at him. “We got a little off track, but maybe found some nice private spots to explore,” he said, and then kissed her.
Denzel hadn’t expected the surge of desire to hit him at the sight of Freeman kissing Genesis and squeezing her ass. She didn’t pull back, but instead slid her hand to his hand and covered his. “Freeman?”
“I can’t help myself, and now that the rest of our team is here, we can all get to know you better, and then maybe show Denzel and Zedock that secret little spot we toured,” he said, and winked.
She chuckled and gave his chest a slap as she pulled back. “I think we should listen to the music.” But as she turned, Mills pulled her into his arms and held her in front of him. Denzel locked gazes with Freeman who actually smiled. It shocked him.
As they took position around her and Mills, Denzel looked at her.
Genesis was striking, and the color of her hair was so jet black it shimmered in the sunlight. She had toned, muscular arms, indicating she worked out, and appeared athletic. There wasn’t an ounce of fat on her, and her breasts were large, definitely more than a handful—and he had big hands. The fact that he thought about cupping her breasts, and maybe even getting to kiss her, surprised him. He turned away to watch the other people around them. To not only make sure their team was safe, but there were no threats of anyone interrupting their alone time with her. A quick eye connection with Zedock and he was on guard, looking as uncomfortable with the crowd as Denzel felt.
“This band is pretty good,” Mills said to her, and she tilted her head back and up to look at him.
“They are pretty well known around here. They even performed at Harper’s before. In fact, next week they’ll be there on Friday night.”
“You working?” Freeman asked.
“Thursday through Saturday are my regular hours.”
“What do you do when you aren’t working?” Denzel asked.
She turned around and walked closer to the back of the truck to lean against it. “I do a lot of things.”
“Like?” Zedock asked now, too.
Freeman placed his hands on her hips and lifted her up to sit on the back of the tailgate to the truck. Mills reached into the cooler they bought. “Beer?” he asked them, and Zedock and Denzel nodded as Mills handed out beers, but handed Genesis a wine cooler. He opened it for her. She crossed her legs and they gathered around her. Zedock leaned against the side of the truck and watched her closely. Denzel took position on her left, Mills in front of her, and Freeman on the right.
“Come on, where do you work out?” Freeman pushed.
She chuckled and took a sip from her drink. As she leaned back, Denzel got a good look at the deep cleavage of her breasts, and also the stunning royal blue color in her eyes. She was a goddess, and he felt a bit unsure she would be interested in someone like him. He swallowed those emotions.
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