Monroe, Marla - Their Biker Babe in Training [The Dirty Dozen 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (11 page)

“Well.” She balked at answering.

He knew he was right. She didn’t stand so straight and rigid in her jeans and blouses.

“Get dressed and let’s get on the road. We can eat breakfast out.”

Mark walked over and stole a kiss before heading for the door. “I’ll wait downstairs, out of temptation’s way.” He winked at Alexis, who blew a kiss at him.

Neal liked seeing her playful.

“So, what should I wear since I’m going to be trying on clothes?” she asked.

“As little as possible, baby. As little as possible.” He pulled her into his arms and kissed her.

He took advantage of her slightly parted lips and plunged his tongue in deep to lick along the roof of her mouth before sucking on her tongue. When he finally pulled back, she had her eyes closed and was swaying into him.

“Easy, baby. Don’t fall. Now get dressed. I’ll have some coffee downstairs waiting on you.”

He left her searching through her things and mumbling to herself. He wondered what she was thinking right then, but then shivered at the thought. There was never any telling what went on in a woman’s mind.

Mark had the coffee ready when he made it downstairs. He grabbed a cup for himself and took a sip. Damn, it was good first thing in the morning. He sat it down and adjusted his cock in his jeans. He sure could have used some early-morning loving, but that could wait. They needed to push ahead while she was freshly relaxed.

“You think you’re going to get anywhere with her today?” Mark asked, sipping his coffee.

“I sure plan on it. I think she’ll enjoy it once she realizes it’s all in fun.” Neal poured another cup of coffee for Alexis.

She came bounding down the stairs in a pair of jeans and a blouse that she’d left unbuttoned at the top and had knotted around her waist.
Good girl.

“You look good enough to eat.” Neal handed her the cup.

“Thanks,” she said and took a drink. “Mmm, this is good.”

“Mark, are you coming?” Neal asked.

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” he said with a wry grin.

Alexis narrowed her eyes at the two men then sighed and shook her head. She obviously wasn’t going to push it.

Once they’d finished their coffee, they mounted up and had breakfast at a diner not far from the stores Neal planned to shop in. He dragged her downstairs to Rue Underground and introduced her to the sluttiest clothes he could locate. She balked at first, but allowed herself to be talked into trying on a few of the items. The bustier in red leather was the best as far as Neal was concerned, but she refused to buy it.

She wandered over to the sex toys and found a flogger. She ran it around Mark’s shoulders then popped it near his ass. He took it from her and shook his head. She pouted prettily for them. Then she located the body jewelry and fell in love with a cat charm belly button ring.

“What do you think?” she asked, holding it up to her belly button.

“Baby, it’s you, but let’s wait until after we do all our shopping and we’ll come back if you still want it. You’ll be sore from it.”

“Okay, but I’m not changing my mind.” She followed them out of the store, obviously happy at not having bought any of the items Neal had picked out.

He was fine with that. He didn’t like slutty for anything but the bedroom. Next he took her to a classier shop that was more along the lines of what he wanted for her. She seemed taken by the leathers and T-shirts with naughty sayings. She actually tried on most everything in her size before settling on a pair of black leather pants, a pair of black riding boots, and several low-neck blouses. He heartily approved of her purchases.

“What do you think, Mark?” she asked.

“I think you did fine. I love the leather pants.”

“I just had to have that T-shirt about being a biker bitch.”

“It’s too big to wear anywhere, baby. I’m sure we could have found a smaller one,” Neal said.

“I want it to sleep in, silly, for when I get back home.”

Neal sighed, losing the excitement he’d had earlier. Mark seemed just as bummed.

“How about lunch now?” Mark asked.

They agreed on a burger and Neal rode her to the Whataburger on the way back to Rue Underground. She hadn’t said she wanted to go back, so he wasn’t going to bring it up. As much as he would love to see her in the belly ring, he wasn’t going to push. That would remind her of them and to relax, but it was a major step since it meant piercing her body.

“Now we have to plan a short trip somewhere so you can wear your new gear,” he said.

“Where to?” she asked with a small frown.

“How about somewhere like Houston, about four hours from here? We can go and spend the night and come back the next day.”

“Sounds like fun.” She seemed really into the idea.

“Then we’ll plan to do that tomorrow.” Neal wanted to keep her going. Get her stuck on them and the easygoing lifestyle.

Yeah, he had an ulterior motive. He wanted her to want to stay with them. Not having her around was going to be pure hell.

“Hey, I almost forgot. I want my belly button ring,” she demanded.

Mark and Neal exchanged broad smiles.

* * * *

Two hours later, Alexis wasn’t all that sure she’d made the right decision. Her belly button hurt, as did her ass from squeezing it against the pain. Then there was the trip back hugging on Mark’s back on the back of the bike. It rubbed the thing. She sighed. It had been her decision.

She had a small bag of supplies and instructions on how to take care of it until it had a chance to heal.
Maybe they should postpone the trip tomorrow
. But the men were so looking forward to it. She sighed. She’d tough it through. Surely it would be better tomorrow.

Once back at the house, she immediately pulled off her jeans and pulled on the oversize T-shirt and collapsed on the couch.

“I’m bushed.”

“Shopping was hard work, huh?” Neal asked.

“You try on everything in a store and tell me you’re not tired afterward,” she fussed.

“Why don’t we watch a movie, and then order in pizza?” Mark suggested.

“Sounds good to me,” Neal said. “What do you think, Alexis?”

“I’m all for it. I like everything but olives. If you have to have them, I’ll pick them off.” She made a disgusted face.

Mark chuckled and turned her around to march her into the living room. He pushed her down on the couch then strode over to the entertainment shelves and searched through their vast assortment of movies for something to watch. Finally he picked out a lighthearted comedy that wasn’t raunchy or overly sappy.

The three of them settled on the couch and enjoyed the movie. Alexis even laughed out loud several times. She couldn’t remember ever having laughed so much at one time. It was freeing. Then she couldn’t remember the last time she’d seen a movie or TV show other than the news or financials. She really needed to expand herself more when she got home.

Home. There was that word again. She had promised herself not to think about leaving until it was time to go.

“Okay, time for pizza. I’ll order it.” Neal got up and headed to the kitchen and the phone.

Mark pulled Alexis into a tight hug. She winced when her belly button hit his belt buckle.

“Sorry, baby. I forgot.” He pulled back but continued to rub her arms.

“I’m okay. It just woke me up. I’ll be ready to eat when it gets here,” she teased, hoping to downplay the incident.

“Still, I knew better.” He leaned in carefully and kissed her forehead.

“Pizza is ordered. I made half of it without olives.” Neal walked in carrying three beers.

“Thanks, I’m thirsty,” Alexis said, and promptly drank nearly half of hers right away.

The men laughed and sipped at theirs. No doubt she was going to be slightly buzzed by the time the pizza arrived. She guessed it didn’t matter. They weren’t going anywhere.

Once it arrived, they ate in the kitchen at the bar. Neal had to help her up on the stool and then keep a hand on her to make sure she didn’t fall off. She was on her second beer by the time she’d finished her pizza.

“I think it’s time for bed,” Mark commented when they’d finished.

“I need a shower first,” Alexis informed them. “I’m sweaty from trying on so many clothes.”

Mark and Neal helped her down from the barstool. They chuckled as she wove her way toward the stairs.

“Uh, uh, uh,” Neal said. “You’re a little too tipsy to walk up them yourself. Let me help you.”

“I’m not drunk. Just tight and feeling good,” she insisted.

“I know, but you can’t go upstairs alone.” Neal wrapped an arm around her and steered her up the stairs in a swaying pattern.

Alexis heard Mark snickering behind them. She turned to fuss at him and the room swam. Neal pulled her tighter against him and Mark gave her a slight push from behind.

Once they made it to the landing, Neal took her hand and pulled her along to the bedroom.

The men undressed her then undressed, as well. She suspected they planned to shower with her to make sure she didn’t slip and fall. Well, that was fine with her. She just might get something for dessert that way. She grinned and the men looked at her funny.

Neal turned on the water and adjusted it to suit him, then helped her into the shower. Mark followed. They all soaped up and rinsed off, but before either man could pull her out of the shower, she sank to her knees a bit unsteadily and grabbed two slightly aroused cocks. She squeezed them at the base and they quickly rose to full attention.

“What are you doing, baby?” Neal asked in a tight voice.

“Preparing dessert. You didn’t offer me any.” She licked first one dick then the other.

Both men hissed out a breath. She ran her hand up and down their long stalks, squeezing along the way until a drop of pre-cum formed at each slit. She licked it away from Neal’s, then after swallowing and humming her approval, licked the other one off of Mark’s throbbing cock.

Alexis laved her tongue up and down Neal’s dick then sucked in the head and rimmed around the edge. She kept a steady hand on Mark’s cock, pulling on it until she could focus her attention on him next.

Mark groaned when she licked around the rim of his mushroom head then nibbled at the tender underside. She ran her hands from their cocks down to their balls and gently rolled them in her hands. They both stood up on tiptoe and moaned. She figured she was doing pretty damn well for being a bit tipsy.

She took them in hand again and began pumping them until they were shoving their hardened cocks into her fisted hands. She licked at their heads one after the other, over and over. Finally, they both grunted and called out.

“I’m going to come, baby. Open your mouth for me,” Neal’s strained voice demanded.

She opened her mouth and moved from cock to cock to receive their cum. Some of it reached her mouth and some of it coated her neck and breasts. She let them finish, then licked them both clean.

“Fuck, that was hot,” Mark said, holding himself up against the shower wall.

Neal wasn’t doing much better. He had both hands against the ceramic tile. Alexis smiled, pleased with herself. Then she rinsed off and stepped out of the shower and started drying off.