Cherry Hill 16 - Spies Don't Fall In Love

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  “I met Zedock in the woods. He got things started and gave the orders.”

  “Got things started? What orders?” he asked.

  “To take a chance on the four of you. Now can you please kiss me, Mills? I’ve never done anything so brazen before, and well, your move aroused me,” she said, and he pressed his mouth to hers. In a flash, he was exploring her body inch by inch. He lifted up and pulled her top up and off of her.

  “Holy fuck, you’re hot. Jesus, look at you,” he said, and cupped a large breast in his palm then lowered down to feast on her. She spread her thighs and he wedged between them, exploring her with his mouth and tongue. She ran her fingers through his light brown hair, and then held his gaze, his green eyes sparkling as he suckled on her tit then pulled hard.

  “Oh, Mills.” She moaned again.

  “I love this surprise. I can’t even tell you how much, but maybe you can tell by this,” he said, and rose up, fisting his cock and tapping it against her pussy.

  “Mills?”

  “Do I need a condom?”

  “No. Which is how things got started in the woods with Zedock.”

  “In the woods, huh? That sounds hot.”

  “Oh, it was. Your commander is quite resourceful.”

  He chuckled. “It brought you here to me, so I’m one happy soldier.”

  He lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her passionately. He took his time, enjoying licking and suckling her skin, her breasts, then her belly before he feasted on her cunt. She inhaled his scent, the smell of his cologne as she rocked her hips as he teased her pussy. When he finally got his fill, he aligned his cock with her pussy and stared down into her eyes. “No regrets, woman. Not ever.”

  “No regrets.” Her gut clenched, and then she couldn’t analyze her reaction as he nudged his thick, hard cock into her pussy until he was fully inside of her.

  * * * *

  Mills was in shock. He never expected Genesis to show up like this. He heard someone come into the room, had heard them walking slowly down the hallway. He hadn’t expected it to be her and he may have been a little rough, but right before he snagged her, he inhaled her scent, plus the smell of his bodywash on her wrist and just followed through. He couldn’t believe the deep connection he felt now that he was balls deep in her cunt. “Oh, Genesis. My God, baby, you feel so good. You fit me like a glove. You’re mine, baby,” he said to her, and kissed her lips as he rocked his hips.

  She caressed his cheek and shoulder. Then along his neck and felt the hard, thick muscles on his neck, and then more along his shoulder. He thrust into her over and over again, and it was like he couldn’t get deep enough. “Oh, Mills. Mills.” She cried out her release and he rolled to his back, taking her with him. He was thrusting upward, and she rode him as he held her neck and hair.

  “My God, you’re beautiful,” he said, staring at her breasts as he thrust upward.

  “It looks even better than it sounds.”

  She gasped and looked over her shoulder at Freeman in the doorway. He wore only sweats as he approached and joined them. He ran a palm along her back as she rocked on top of Mills.

  “Holy God, man. Holy God,” Freeman said, and lowered down to kiss her.

  She kissed him, and then when he released her lips, Mills grunted. “Hold on, baby. I’m coming,” he said, and rolled her to her back and thrust into her three more times then came. He kissed her everywhere he could reach, and she ran her fingers through his hair then locked gazes with Freeman. Mills pressed her arms above her head. “Look at her, Freeman. Look at our woman,” he said so seriously she felt embarrassed. She closed her eyes, her cheeks flushed.

  “Look at us,” Freeman commanded, and when she opened her eyes, he was naked and sliding his palm along his thick, cock.

  “My turn,” Freeman said, and Mills lowered down and licked both nipples, then kissed her softly on the lips. “I’ve never felt so happy,” he admitted, and it shocked her. Before she could respond, he moved out of the way and Freeman knelt on the bed. She was overwhelmed by their presence, their masculinity. All those hard muscles, the tattoos, the experience they had were all turn-ons. As she went to close her legs, he stopped her. “No. Stay wide open. Offer me all of you,” Freeman told her.

  “Sweet Jesus.” They turned to see Denzel standing in the doorway. Her heart hammered inside of her chest. He had a shadow of a beard along his face, his blue eyes sparkled as they swept over her body and he came closer. Zedock filled the doorway now, and Freeman gently glided his palm along her ankle before he pulled her to the edge of the bed. She gasped and went to move her arms.

  He reprimanded her. “Arms stay up,” he ordered, and she held his gaze and raised them up and back, making her breasts push forward in offering.

  “Spread those thighs, too,” Freeman stated. Then he glided his palms up and down her inner thighs and teased her pussy lips with his thumbs. You’re already coming, aren’t you, sweetheart?”

  She nodded.

  “You want me then, Denzel?” he asked.

  “Yes.”

  “Fuck yeah she does. She wants us to claim her our woman. Take her, Freeman. Mark her yours,” Mills said to him.

  Freeman smirked. As he leaned over her between her legs and trailed his fingernail gently over her one nipple, it hardened and goosebumps traveled under her skin and straight to her cunt. She wasn’t a fool, and she’d only had a couple of lovers. None compared to these men. Not singly or together. No way. These men were a force and she wanted to be claimed by them. Possessed by them, and she didn’t even care what tomorrow might bring.

  “You definitely work out a lot, and way more than running. You got dips and ridges,” he said as he trailed his finger along her belly, then her side, and straight to her cunt. He slid a finger up into her. Her lips parted. “Open wider,” he ordered.

  She complied and he licked his lips. She looked down toward his cock and saw the pre cum and she licked her lips. “I want to taste you,” she admitted.

  He widened his eyes. “You do?”

  “Yes, Freeman. Please.”

  “Oh.” He chuckled. “I love this. I love that you’re asking for what you want.” He maneuvered above her and gripped her hands and pressed his cock to her lips. She opened for him and let him slide his cock into her mouth. “Holy fuck, baby. Your mouth is incredible. I could come,” he said.

  She moaned against his dick, sucked him a little firmer until he pulled out. “Not happening. I’m coming in this sexy cunt. Denzel, come join me.”

  She didn’t know what he meant, but then he was rising up and flipped her onto her belly. He adjusted her to his liking and Denzel climbed up onto the bed in front of her with cock in hand. She understood now. “Oh God.” She panted.

  “Just wait,” Freeman said, and a moment later, he was nudging his cock into her pussy from behind. She gasped at the thickness, and then he thrust into her.

  Denzel cupped her head and cheek. “You’re incredible. Are you ready for me, too?”

  “Yes,” she said and reached out to take his cock. He gripped her hair and brought it to her lips. She opened wide and it was on. She sucked and bobbed her head up and down on Denzel’s cock as Freeman thrust into her cunt from behind.

  “Look at this ass. Oh man, her pussy feels incredible. I can’t wait to fuck this ass next,” he said, and squeezed her ass cheek hard. She moaned and then came the smacks to her ass.

  Smack.

  Smack.

  Smack.

  “Fuck, that is hot,” Mills said, and he climbed up onto the bed and caressed her back. When the bed dipped again, she knew that Zedock joined them, too.

  “Damn straight, she has a great ass,” Zedock said, and she felt his finger pushing against her asshole. He licked his digit and pressed it to it again and again, and she moaned, and Freeman thrust into her.

  “Fuck, keep pushing, Zedock. Get a finger in that tight asshole,” Freeman said, and as he eased it a little more and then a little more, she fe

lt the sensation attack her nerve endings and that was it. She came.

  “Fuck.” Freeman thrust into her harder and faster, and then Denzel pulled his cock from her mouth. “There. Fucking there,” Freeman said, and Zedock removed his finger from her asshole as Freeman wrapped his arm around her waist and pounded into her from behind. She cried out again and he followed. He nipped her shoulder and kissed her back as he pinched and cupped her breast. “Incredible.”

  “Mine,” Denzel stated firmly, and everyone got off the bed except for Zedock and Denzel. In a crazy, swift move, Denzel slid one arm under her then lifted her up and flipped her onto her back and was over her, kissing her. He pressed her arms up above her head, crushed his body between her legs, and made love to her mouth. She felt aroused and ready for more as he trailed his lips from her lips to her neck and then over her left breast, where he feasted and suckled until she was wiggling and coming. He then moved to the right breast and did the same thing, torturing her.

  “Denzel. Oh God please, I need you.

  “You got me,” he said, and aligned his cock with her pussy and shoved right into her. He held steady and they both moaned and tried to calm their breathing. “Holy fuck woman. Jesus,” he said as he lifted up, his cock deep in her cunt and he slid his palm back and forth along her hip bone. He massaged her body and slid out and slid back in. His pace was torturous, combined with the way he was touching her, arousing her. “Every inch of you is gorgeous. From your eyes to your lips, to these big sexy tits.” He lowered down and nipped then suckled her nipples.

  “Oh, Denzel, I can’t take it. Move faster. You have to move faster.’

  “Oh no, no, no, you need to learn who is in charge in the bedroom,” he said, and she heard the others chuckle. As a panicked sensation started to form, he pulled out and then flipped her onto her belly.

  “Oh, Denzel.” He pressed her arms above her head and thrust right into her cunt from behind. Her legs and his were off the bed. Her chest pressed to the conformer and he thrust into her over and over again. When she felt the second set of hands on her ass, she knew Zedock joined in. He slid her cream to her asshole and pushed against the tight bud. He stroked again and again, and Denzel pulled out of her cunt and Zedock once again dragged the cream from her pussy right to her asshole and pushed right into her.

  “Oh.” She moaned.

  “That’s it. You let us in. We’re claiming all of you, woman. Every fucking inch,” Denzel said, and thrust again and again, his speed increasing until he was roaring as he came. She didn’t get a reprieve as Denzel slid out of her pussy and Zedock took his place.

  “Looks like you did get a few scratches on your back,” Zedock told her, and pressed his lips to her skin.

  As he aligned his cock with her pussy, he caressed her arms above her head and then slid one hand down to her shoulder. As he gripped her bone and muscle, he slowly pushed into her cunt from behind.

  “Sweet, sweet, Genesis. Oh look at you,” he said, and the others made comments about her ass, her body, the muscles she had. It was overwhelming, and then Zedock was stroking faster into her. She lost all control and cried out her release.

  A few strokes later, Zedock came inside of her. He was panting for breath. “What a hell of a way to start today.”

  * * * *

  As Genesis took another shower, they each did the same and then headed downstairs to make some breakfast. Thank God they had their own smaller kitchen on this side of the house. They didn’t know how Genesis would feel knowing that Louis, Voight, Worin, and Hunt were just on the other side of the house. Well, maybe by now they were out at the barn. Denzel looked at Zedock.

  “I’m still in shock,” Denzel admitted.

  Mills and Freeman were cooking up a storm and looked happy. Zedock watched them, and now seemed back to his commander mode. He was leaning against the counter, his hands resting on the edge. Zedock had already explained to them exactly how things happened in the woods.

  “Thank God no one came through that woods, man. They would have seen our woman’s assets,” Freeman chimed in.

  “She’s incredible. I don’t even want to fucking paint today. Can’t we just take her back to bed?” Mills said, and they chuckled in agreement.

  It was nice. How they all just slid right into this comfort sharing Genesis. They never really fully discussed sharing a woman. It was more like a thing they heard a lot of their friends engaging in and doing and was a possibility, maybe. But settling down wasn’t in view. At least not until they came to Cherry Hill and set their sights on Genesis.

  He heard her approaching and when she appeared in her work out outfit, the one Zedock washed for her and described her wearing when he basically fucked her against a tree in the woods, he felt his dick harden. Freeman whistled. “No wonder the commander attacked you, woman. You look hot,” Freeman said, and she chuckled.

  “My outfit had nothing to do with his attack, as you like to call it.”

  Zedock pulled her into his arms and placed his hand on her ass. “It had a lot to do with it.” He stroked a finger up under the material and she swatted his hand. “Enough of that. I need to run back home.”

  “What? Why are you leaving?” Mills asked.

  Freeman felt his gut clench. Why was she running out? Was she blowing off making love to them all morning long?

  “I need to change, get my cell phone. I missed my class at the dojo.”

  Zedock cupped her cheek as he remained holding her with his other arm around her waist. “Stay for breakfast and then one of us will drive you back so you can change.”

  Freeman felt uneasy, and almost in a panic that she was leaving them. It surprised him. When had he become so instantly possessive of her? They had sex. Were getting to know one another, yet it was like he wasn’t willing to take the chance of her being out of their sight. This was a damn first for him, and one look around at his team, and he could tell they were feeling exactly what he was. A possessiveness, a claim they didn’t want anyone challenging. Not even Genesis.

  She slid her palms up Zedock’s chest. Freeman could see all her back muscles, and even the tone in her thighs and calf, straight to that sensational ass she had. She was a work of art. A Greek goddess chiseled from stone, yet with a femininity that enticed them all and made him want more.

  “So you still want me to come paint with you guys?”

  “Why wouldn’t we?” Zedock asked.

  She shrugged her shoulders.

  He clenched her chin. “Why would you think we wouldn’t want you here with us like we planned?” Zedock moved his palm over her ass, cupping it. The sight aroused Freeman even further. What was it going to feel like when they took her together? He gulped, but remained straight-faced.

  “I don’t know. Maybe sex was the number one reason why you all asked me to help paint. To get me here so you could use your seasoned charms on me to get me to comply.”

  “Seasoned charms, huh?” Denzel asked, eyes squinted. She looked at him. Gazed over Denzel’s body, and Holy Christ, even Freeman reacted. Denzel walked closer, slid his palm along her waist, up her back to under her hair that was still damp from her shower. He gripped a handful. “I’ll drive you back to your place to change. Then you’ll come back here, help us paint. Maybe. Then you’ll stay for dinner,” he commanded.

  She stared up at him. “Is that an order?”

  “Does it need to be? Because, woman, I’ll have no qualms about taking you home, bending you over your bed and convincing you that way.”

  She held his gaze, and the little minx licked her lower lip. “I think I might actually like that, Denzel.”

  “Oh baby, you are playing with fire,” he said, and swept his mouth over hers and began kissing her. As Zedock released her to Denzel, Denzel lifted her up and placed her onto the island in the kitchen. She wrapped her thighs around his waist and Denzel continued kissing her. When he pulled back, releasing her lips, he reached for her top. “Arms up. The convincing starts now,” he commanded, and she slowly raised her arms up, and looked as aroused as Freeman felt. The second he removed her top and then the sports bra, her full breasts bounced, and they all joined in.

  “I think Genesis just became breakfast,” Mills said, and they chuckled as Denzel laid her down on the island and pressed her arms above her head and began to feast on her—one breast, one nipple at a time.

  “She’s ours, men. Join in,” Zedock ordered, and that was it. They each began to explore Genesis’s body, getting her heated up and aroused to make love again, and right here in the open kitchen.

  Freeman slid his palm over her palm before he pressed his lips to hers. Mills took her other hand and began to kiss down her arm to her breast, sucking and feasting on her good and hard. She moaned into Freeman’s mouth as Denzel began to stroke her pussy. Freeman released her lips and moved to her breast. She rolled her head side to side. “Oh God, I can’t take it. You all drive me insane. Make me want and want more and more.”

  “Good,” Zedock said, and Freeman released her nipple and looked at Denzel. His mouth was on her pussy, her thighs over his shoulder as he suckled and moistened her asshole and cunt. He pulled back a little and she gasped and tilted her torso up. “Denzel.”

  “This asshole is going to be ours soon, too. We’re going to fill every hole with our thick, hard cocks and make you beg for mercy as we claim you our woman completely.” He thrust a finger into her asshole and she pushed down. She was moaning and her eyes looked so intense as Zedock slid his palm to her cunt and dipped his finger into her. The sight had Freeman grunting.

  “Ever have a cock in your ass?” Zedock asked her, and Freeman wondered why. Like they would care, or want to know that? The thought of her with another man, other than them, made Freeman feel angry and sick. That deep possessive feeling intensified just from the thought.

  “No. Oh God I’ve never engaged in a ménage. I never slept with more than one man at the same time. Oh my God, I’m coming,” she said, and closed her eyes and began to rock her pussy and ass against their fingers.

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