Monroe, Marla - Their Biker Babe in Training [The Dirty Dozen 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (3 page)

“See you downstairs then.” He turned and walked out of the bedroom, leaving the door open.

He had little doubt she could retrace her steps through the house without a problem. She was obviously smart, as well as pretty. He couldn’t wait to start work on her. He smoothed his hands together and walked back into the kitchen.

“So?” Mark asked.

“She’s washing up. She was asleep. I woke her up with a kiss.”

“How did she handle that?”

“Responded until she woke up. Then she was back in business mode.”

“So what’s the plan for tonight?”

“Seduce, seduce, seduce.” Neal grinned.

“I can already tell I’m going to bed with my hand tonight.”

“Won’t help her if she thinks all we’re going to do is fuck her. She needs to learn to relax. Remember?”

“I remember.”

Just as Mark was about to answer, Alexis walked into the kitchen with a triumphant smile on her face.

“Told you I could find it.”

She seemed to expect them to applaud or something. Neal sighed. She needed a lot of help.

“You sure did. Come on over here and have a seat. Mark made spaghetti for us tonight.”

Alexis walked over and allowed Neal to seat her at the bar. She clasped her hands in her lap and smiled at them. He shook his head and walked over to where she sat. Before she knew what he planned to do, Neal had the top button of her blouse unbuttoned.

“There. That looks much more comfortable.” He walked over to the stove and dipped out the spaghetti noodles and sauce for her before adding a piece of bread to her plate.

He set the plate in front of her then returned to dip up his own plate. Mark had already fixed his. The three of them sat at the bar to eat. Neal noticed she was even stiff when she ate. He decided they had a long battle ahead of them.

Less than an hour later, they had finished eating and were putting up the dishes when Alexis started asking questions.

“What is first on the agenda for learning how to relax? Do we start first thing in the morning? What time do I need to be up?”

“Whoa, slow down there. There isn’t any formal agenda, and we’ve already started. First rule is that you can’t button your blouses all the way to the top. You have to leave at least the top one unbuttoned.” Neal shook his head.

“How does leaving the top button open help me relax?”

“Reminds you to loosen up some. Don’t be so stuffy.”

“I’m not stuffy.” She crossed her arms and glared at Neal.

“See, there you go,” Mark told her. “You’re already tightening back up. Uncross your arms.”

“Oh.” She uncrossed her arms and let them hang by her side. “Is this better?”

Neal took both her hands in his and squeezed them. Then he pulled her over to the living room and the couch.

“First order of business is to lay down the rules.”

“Rules. Good. I like to know what they are.”

“Somehow I expected you to say something like that,” Neal said.

“You sleep until you wake up each morning. You don’t plan to get up at a certain time unless we have something planned for you. Then, we’ll get you up.”

“I’m not used to sleeping much past six. I usually go to the gym at six thirty and then shower and dress for work. I’m at work by nine each morning.”

“Not while you’re here. There is no real schedule when you’re relaxing. When you work, you have to follow one. I understand, because we do, too. But when you’re off, you totally relax. That means no regimens or schedules,” Neal reiterated.

“You’ll get the hang of it in no time,” Mark promised her.

“What’s next?”

Chapter Three

Mark shook his head. Neal had no idea what he had gotten them into. She was going to be a hard sell. Looking at how she sat and dressed told him quickly just how straitlaced she was. They needed to rework her wardrobe. That would go a long way to helping her relax. He would suggest it to Neal as soon as they were alone again.

“Next, we watch a movie,” Neal was saying. “What sort of movies do you like?”

“I don’t really watch much TV or movies. Not unless it’s CNN or the financial shows,” she admitted.

“Hmm, well, you’re in for a treat. Let’s try something along the lines of an action thriller.” Neal studied their vast assortment of DVDs and picked out one. “This will do.”

Mark took it from him and winced, but he didn’t say anything. Instead he inserted the DVD and turned on the TV. They all three sat on the couch to watch the movie. By the middle of the movie, Neal had his arm around her shoulders and had scooted closer to her. Mark followed suit and moved to where their thighs were touching.

Amazingly, she didn’t balk at their moves. Instead, she seemed to relax into Neal’s arms. He took advantage of it by rubbing her shoulder and upper arm as the movie played on. Mark took the opportunity to rest his hand on her thigh. He waited for a while to see how she would react. When she didn’t, he moved on to gently squeeze it and relax, squeeze and relax. She responded by widening her legs so that the one on his side was pressed tightly against his and her crotch was now exposed.

Mark contemplated his chances of moving to stimulate her pussy through her pants. He waited a few minutes while still caressing her thigh. Then he slowly inched downward toward her cunt. He felt her stiffen for a brief second, and then relax. He continued his journey to her crotch and held his breath as he gently rubbed over it once. She squirmed, but didn’t say anything or try to move his hand away.

He took his cue from this and began gently drawing circles around her pussy, then used his nails and scratched over it until she was squirming in her seat. He heard a moan and looked up to see Neal nibbling along her jaw. She had her head thrown back as he made his way down her neck.

Mark continued to stimulate her pussy with his fingers and nails while watching Neal lick and suck on her neck. His hand moved to her breast. It was Neal’s passion. He loved breasts, so it didn’t surprise Mark that he would zero in on them almost immediately.

“I don’t think you’re interested in the movie anymore, Alexis,” Neal said.

“What movie?”

“Let’s move this upstairs where we’ll be more comfortable.” Neal stood up and pulled her to her feet.

Mark shut off the TV and the DVD player then hurried up the stairs to pull back the covers on the bed. By the time Neal and Alexis made it upstairs, he had the lights off with only the bathroom light on,
and a night-light by the bed. He didn’t want her to be self-conscious this first time.

“You are so pretty,” Neal was telling her as he slowly unbuttoned her blouse. “I can’t wait to see your body without clothes on.”

“I’m not much to look at. My breasts are small and my butt is wide.” She stilled his hands at her buttons.

“I’m betting your tits are perfect for my hands, and Mark is an ass man. He likes plump, juicy ones.”

“He’s right. Yours already makes me want to sink my teeth into it,” Mark told her.

Alexis moaned and threw back her head as Neal pulled off her blouse. Once he had it off, he went to work on her front-closure bra. Once he had that off, Mark started working on her slacks. He removed her shoes and socks, then tugged on her pants. She easily stepped out of them when he had them down around her ankles. He had left her panties on because he had plans for them later.

Neal was already buried between her breasts. He held them together and moved from one nipple to the other, sucking and licking on the pretty pink nipples. Mark rose and stood behind her and held her breasts out for Neal as he continued to consume them with his mouth. Finally he pulled away.

“They’re just right for me. I bet I can fuck you between them.”

“Let’s move her to the bed, Neal. I want to taste her pussy. I’m betting it’s better than dessert.” Mark led her toward the bed once Neal backed away.

When the back of her knees hit the bed, she sank down, staring up at Mark with obvious anticipation.

“Lean back on the bed, Alexis,” he said.

She complied without a second’s hesitation. He sank between her legs and pushed them apart with his shoulders. She smelled like sweet honey. He gently pulled her wet pussy lips apart and licked a long line up her cunt with his tongue. Then he lapped at her slightly tangy juices already flowing from her body. He licked and sucked then circled her clit without touching it. She moaned and tilted her pelvis in an effort to chase his tongue to her clit. He placed a restraining arm across her pelvis to keep her still.

“Oh, God. Please don’t tease me like that,” she begged.

“I haven’t finished with you yet. You’re not coming until you’re wild with need,” Mark said. He licked up her slit to punctuate it.

He looked up to see Neal at her breasts again. This time he had one nipple in his mouth and the other one between his fingers, twisting and pinching it.

Mark continued to lick around her clit and slowly entered her cunt with two fingers. She was wet enough that they slid in without any trouble. Her pussy squeezed down on them. He smiled. She was desperate to come. He resumed licking and sucking on her hot pussy, then changed tactics by pulling back with his mouth and letting his fingers do the teasing for him.

He fucked her with his fingers slow and easy, then curled his fingers and found her sweet spot. She gasped and automatically spread her legs farther apart. He brushed his thumb over her clit at the same time he stroked that hot spot and she called out his name. She was on the verge way too soon. She must not have come in a while to be so needy.

He looked up at Neal. His eyes were heavy lidded in arousal. Mark was sure his were, too. At a nod from his friend, they both attacked her at the same time. Neal nipped at her breast and twisted her nipple at the same time that Mark latched onto her clit and gently sucked. He curled his fingers and began pressing on her hot spot.

She went off like a turbocharged bottle rocket on the Fourth of July. Her scream was music to Mark’s ears. He continued to lightly fuck her with his fingers, but let go of her swollen clit, giving it one last long lick with the flat of his tongue. She was panting and moaning above him.

Neal moved up her body and kissed her. She latched onto him like a dying woman needing water.

Mark grabbed a couple of condoms from the nightstand, and tearing open one of the packages, he swiftly rolled the condom on his cock. He tossed the other one on the bed beside Neal. Then he walked back around the edge of the bed and lifted Alexis’s legs over his arms and positioned his dick to enter her hot cunt. Her dripping wet pussy readily accepted him as he tunneled his way inside her.

She moaned as he slowly fucked her, slowly going deeper and deeper as her still-spasming pussy accepted him.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” he ground out.

Surely it hadn’t been that long since she’d been thoroughly fucked. He looked up and smiled. Neal had his cock in her mouth and she was obviously enjoying having it there.

Alexis moaned as Mark continued to push in and out of her tight cunt. Finally he made it all the way inside her and rested against her cervix to let her adjust to his cock being that deep. She lifted her pelvis in an effort to get him to move again. He grinned and obliged. He pulled out and shoved his way back inside, bumping her cervix, careful to watch her face when he did. Some women didn’t like their cervix touched during sex. From the moan she gave around Neal’s dick, she wasn’t one of them.

He pulled out and thrust in over and over now, bumping against her cervix almost every time. She loved it as she sucked and licked on Neal’s turgid cock. The faster he went, the harder she sucked on Neal’s dick until he was pulling it out of her mouth.