Monroe, Marla - Their Biker Babe in Training [The Dirty Dozen 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (7 page)

“You look like a goddess lying here beneath the sky. Relax, Alexis. That’s why you came home with us—to relax,” Neal said.

She slowly let go of Mark’s hands and let him unzip her jeans and even helped him lower them to her knees. He removed her shoes, but left her socks on as he pulled off her jeans and neatly folded them on the blanket. He moved between her legs and licked her pussy from top to bottom, then sucked in her pussy lips.

“You’re so freaking wet I could make a meal off of you. You taste like tangy honey. Neal, you’ve got to taste her.” He moved aside so that Neal could get between her legs.

Neal spread her pussy lips and zeroed in on her hot cunt where he sucked and stabbed with his tongue. He pulled back with his face wet from her juices and closed his eyes as he licked his mouth clean.

“Fuck, you are so hot.” Neal crawled up her body and kissed her with her juices still on his tongue.

She tasted herself for the first time and realized she didn’t taste bad. She had thought she would be turned off by him kissing her with her pussy juices on his tongue, but she wasn’t. It made her want to taste him again.

“Let me have your cock, Neal. I want to taste you again.” She reached up to unzip him.

Neal helped her shove his jeans down his thighs until she had free rein of his balls and cock.

Mark was back between her legs again, teasing her cunt with two fingers. He ran them around the rim of her slit without pushing inside. No matter how hard she tried to push on them using her pelvis, he managed to keep them out. She began to moan around Neal’s dick. It only excited him more, and he began pushing it deeper in her mouth.

Alexis felt bombarded with all the different sensations. She was fast going up the hill toward her orgasm. It was happening too fast. She wanted it to slow down, but she couldn’t say anything while she was deep-throating Neal’s cock. All she could do was hold on and relax her throat. He didn’t choke her, seeming to know how much she could take. She used her tongue and teeth to arouse him as much as she was aroused. She squeezed his dick with one hand at the base and grazed his balls with the nails of her other hand.

“Fuck!” Neal threw back his head and hissed out a breath.

“She’s got you, man. Go with it.” Mark chuckled.

“Wait till she gets her hot mouth around your cock. I’m going to be laughing at you.”

Mark began to shallowly fuck her weeping cunt with his two fingers. She moaned around Neal’s hard cock again.

Alexis could tell Neal was about to come by the way his balls had drawn up tight against his body, and how his back was bowed. She sucked just the head of him for a few seconds then swallowed him all the way down her throat in one quick move. He exploded in her throat. Loads of cum coated her throat and filled her mouth. She swallowed as fast as she could then licked his dick until it was clean.

Mark took that opportunity to graze over her hot spot with his fingers curled inside of her. She squirmed until he held her down with his other hand. He licked all around her clit without touching it, then stroked her sweet spot once again before tapping her clit with his tongue. She was so close. It would only take a single steady stroke over one place or another, if she could just get him to give it to her.

Neal had recovered and moved to her breasts. He licked over each nipple with the flat of his tongue until they were wet and peaked and aching for more. He nibbled on one while he played with the other one. The fire that had begun in her cunt was now joining with the fire in her breasts, as they both converged to head to her clit.

She was so close, she could almost touch it. Whimpering, she begged for release, and still they held off. Mark would graze her clit with his tongue, but wouldn’t give her the full contact she needed. Neal nipped and pinched her nipples, but not with enough force to send her careening over the edge.

Finally, when she thought she would die of frustration, they converged on her and attacked her both at once. Neal pinched and bit her nipples when Mark pressed hard against her clit while stroking her sweet spot. Her cunt convulsed as her clit throbbed, shooting her to the stars beyond the clouds and the daylight. She squeezed her eyes shut trying to fight it, but couldn’t. Neal swallowed her scream when she finally managed to make a sound.

Mark’s sheathed cock was pushing at her cunt’s opening even before she’d opened her eyes back up. He tunneled into her spasming pussy, grunting as he forced his way through. She panted as he thrust his thick cock into her cunt over and over. He bumped against her cervix with nearly every thrust. She found herself already climbing back up that sensual line that led toward her orgasm. This one was bound to kill her. It was forceful and heavy with need. She could see it in his eyes as he plunged inside of her over and over again.

“God, you’re so beautiful when you come. I have to see it again before I come.” Mark reached between them and tapped on her clit until she tightened around him and came unglued.

“Fuck, yeah!” He yelled and she felt him stiffen inside her before she was too far gone to know he had come, as well.

He collapsed over her, only catching himself on his elbows at the last minute. His hot breath fanned against her temple as he rained kisses down on her forehead and cheeks. Neal was there caressing her shoulder and whispering in her ear.

“See how good it can feel to relax, baby?” Neal asked. “Just carry this with you all day.”

Chapter Six

After a few minutes of cuddling and whispering, they dressed, then folded up the blanket and walked back up the hill to where the bikes were parked. They’d just finished strapping on their helmets and were getting on the bikes, when a police car pulled around the road. Mark felt Alexis stiffen behind him.

Shit, all that work down the drain.
But the cruiser continued around the road without stopping. They pulled out onto the road heading in the opposite direction, then pulled out on the highway before anyone spoke.

“Do you think he was looking for us? Someone may have turned us in,” Alexis said in a quiet voice.

“Naw, he would have stopped to question us if he was looking for anyone like that. I mean, there are three of us. That’s unusual.” Mark hoped he could put her fears aside. She’d really enjoyed herself.

“Besides, if anyone did see us, they enjoyed the show. Nothing to worry about, Alexis. We covered you the entire time.” Neal’s voice sounded over the speakers.

“I guess you’re right.” She didn’t sound convinced to Mark.

“Think about how good it felt out there and stop worrying about if someone saw you or not.” Mark rubbed her hands where they gripped his waist in front.

“I guess you’re right,” she said.

“I’m always right,” Mark teased her.

They rode in silence the rest of the way back home. He pulled into the drive, followed by Neal. They rolled up into the garage. Then he hit the button on his bike to close the garage doors. Once they were all safely off the bikes, he helped Alexis with her helmet. She looked worn out. When she started walking into the kitchen, she walked funny. He tried not to laugh. She had saddle butt.

“I know what would feel good to you,” he said, walking up behind her.

“What?” she asked, turning to look up at him.

“A nice hot soak in the tub.”

“That sounds heavenly. I even have my bath salts with me.”

“Um, what do they smell like?” Mark asked, wincing.

“Lavender. They’re supposed to be relaxing.”

Neal chuckled and popped Mark on the shoulder. Alexis seemed to find it amusing that he’d done it.

“Why?” she asked.

“I was planning to get in the tub with you and bathe you. I’m not sure about lavender, though.” Mark shivered and made a painful expression.

“No one has to know that you smelled like lavender,” she pointed out with a smile.

“No one but Neal, and he’s got a mouth as big as a bigmouth bass.”

“I resent that remark,” Neal said with feigned indignation.

“Tell me you won’t be on the phone with either Ranger or Shane inside a minute if I get in the tub with her,” Mark pointed out.

“Yeah, you got me there. News like that is meant to be shared.” Neal wasn’t in the least worried about it.

“Fine, I won’t use the lavender. To have someone bathe me, I will happily forgo the scented salts.” Alexis started toward the stairs, but Mark stopped her.

“Use the lavender, baby. It will make you feel better. I can always shower off and use my manly soap afterward.”

“You’re sure?”

“Yeah, I’m sure.” Mark patted her on the ass. “I’ll be up in just a few minutes. You can run the water. Be careful getting in, and don’t slip.”

She smiled and walked out the door toward the stairs.

“Seriously, you’re going to get in the tub with her and that smelly stuff?” Neal asked.

“Yeah. It’s not going to hurt me, and like I said, I can shower it all off later. It will help her to relax, and she needs that.”

“Yeah, she’s really come a long way for only one day. Wait until we take her shopping tomorrow.” Neal rubbed his hands together with glee in his eyes.

“She’s going to balk at that. Wait and see.”

“That’s going to be half the fun.”

“If you say so.”

“She’s getting to you, isn’t she, Mark?”

“Not any more so than any other woman we bring home. Why? Is she getting to you?”

“I like her. She’s fun to tease, and she’s dynamite between the sheets.” Neal shrugged.

“Just remember that she lives north of us and will be going back there in a few weeks.”

“Yeah, I know.”

Mark turned and walked out of the kitchen, heading for the stairs. He climbed up and stopped outside the master bedroom door, thinking about what Neal had asked. Was she getting to him? He thought for a minute, then dismissed it as crazy. He wasn’t falling for her. He had only known her a couple of days.

With that thought pushed back into the recesses of his mind, Mark opened the bedroom door and walked in. He could hear her in the bathroom laughing about something and wondered what it was. He stripped his clothes off in record time and slipped into the bathroom as quickly as possible to keep from letting in a lot of cold air.

“Mark? Is that you?”

“Yep, it’s me. Sorry about the cold air.” He walked over to where she could see him, and winced.

The lavender smell was strong, but not unpleasant. He supposed he could stand it for a little while. Then he could shower and remove it. With only a slight wince, Mark climbed into the tub behind Alexis and slowly slipped beneath the warm water. He scooted up to reach around her and remove the cloth from her hands.

“I’ll bathe you back here.” He took the soap and, after applying it to the cloth, began to run it over her shoulders.

He gradually reached her back and scrubbed it, knowing how good it felt to have someone do that for you. Then he smoothed over it before rinsing the soap off.

“Turn around and let me get your front.”

“I’ve already washed myself.”

“I haven’t washed you, though.”

Alexis complied without another word. He soaped up the cloth again and began cleaning her upper chest before moving down to her breasts. He cleaned each one, paying close attention to her nipples. They were soon standing out with a rosy glow about them. He cleaned between them, under them, and across her belly.

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