by Marla Monroe
She had closed her eyes for a few seconds and realized they had turned over toward her and were leaning on their arms watching her now.
“What?” she asked, suddenly self-conscious.
“You’re just so pretty, and with your hair splayed out around you, you almost look like an angel.” Neal twirled a piece of her hair around his fingers.
“I’m hardly an angel.”
“Oh, we know that,” Mark said with a twinkle in his eye. “In fact, we’re counting on it.”
“What do you mean?” She narrowed her eyes at them.
Neal dropped her hair and began unbuttoning the last few buttons she had left on her blouse and spread it on either side of her. Then he unhooked the front closure on her bra. She couldn’t do anything but stare up at him as he did it. His eyes were so intent on what he was doing.
Then she felt Mark’s hands at the waistband of her jeans. When he unfastened them, she grabbed his wrist.
“What are you doing?” she barely managed to whisper around the desire already riding her.
“Getting you naked so we can fuck you under the clouds,” he said matter-of-factly.
“But won’t someone see us?” she asked in a near whisper.
“I doubt it, but so what if they did? They won’t know us, and doesn’t it add a certain amount of excitement to it?”
Neal whispered in her ear how sexy she looked with her tits showing and the sun beating down on her naked body.
“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 worryi
ng 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.
“Stand up and hold on to the towel bar.” Mark waited while she stood up.
Once he was satisfied she was secure enough, he began washing her legs. He cleaned up to her crotch level on each side and in the back. Then he bathed her ass, being careful to clean everywhere. He rinsed the cloth and soaped back up before having her spread her legs so he could get to her sweet pussy. He wanted to clean it without making her sore, so he was very careful with the cloth. She moaned several times, but didn’t say anything. He rinsed the cloth out and rinsed her there.
“Sit back down now, Alexis.” He helped her sit down again. “Now lean back against me and we’ll soak some so you won’t be sore from the motorcycle ride today.”
“I don’t think I will be. I just got a little numb on my butt.”
“Trust me. You need to soak some.” He felt her begin to relax against him, and he smiled.
She was slowly learning to relax around them. That was good. He enjoyed the feel of her skin against his, and the way her body fit into his perfectly. There was so much about her that fit both him and Neal. It was a shame she didn’t live in Dallas. They might have pursued her.
Still, she had her career, and they had theirs. Long-distance affairs never lasted, and he wasn’t sure he wanted to risk the hurt that could occur from having one. One or both parties usually ended up cheating.
No, once she left, they would have to forget about her. The bad thing was that he wasn’t sure they would be able to all that easily. She had gotten beneath their skin in the few short days they had known her.
He smiled, thinking about Neal taking her shopping in the morning. He couldn’t wait to see how that went over. He was sure there would be fireworks, but they would be fun to watch. Knowing Neal, he would look for some of the sluttiest clothes he could to introduce her to, then after fussing with her, would move on to the more attractive ones. If they were lucky, they might see her in one of them before she refused to try on any more of the slutty ones.
He noticed the water had begun to cool. He roused a dozing Alexis and urged her to sit up. She resisted at first, then slowly woke up and shivered.
“Time to get out of the tub, sleepyhead. You’re going to freeze in this water if you don’t,” Mark said.
“Goodness, I didn’t realize I would fall asleep. You should have woken me up sooner,” she groused.
“Quit your bellyaching and stand up for me.” He held her steady as she did. “Okay, step out of the tub while I hold you.”
Once she was out of the tub, he stood up and stepped out, grabbing a towel. He slowly patted her dry then dried himself. He wrapped the towel around her and then another one around himself.
“Okay, let’s get you dressed before you freeze.”
“I can dress myself. You better go jump in the shower and get that lavender smell off,” she teased.
“It’s just the three of us. I’ll shower later. Do you need help dressing?” he asked innocently.
“No, thanks.�
�� She shook her head and began dressing.
Neal walked into the bedroom. “We’ve got company coming. They’ll be here in a few seconds.”
“Who?” Mark asked.
“The gang. They want to meet Alexis.”
“Me?” she squeaked. “Why? How do they even know I’m here?”
“I told them when Cole called wanting us to come to his house,” Mark told her.
“Best get dressed, Mark.” Neal pulled a half-dressed Alexis in his arms and kissed her. She balked at first, then relaxed into his kiss and held on to him.
“Okay, you two. Enough of that. She’s got to get dressed.” He pulled Alexis out of Neal’s arms and scooted her over toward her clothes. “Dress, woman.”
She stuck her tongue out at him then quickly worked on pulling on socks, then her jeans.
Mark pulled on his jeans and shirt. He pulled on socks and then his boots. He was ready except for combing his hair. He left Alexis with Neal while he ran down to his room to take care of that. It was then that he realized he could smell himself. He smelled like lavender.
Shit. I don’t have time for a shower now. He sighed and debated on whether adding a little cologne would hide the scent or make it worse. He opted out of the cologne and resigned to being teased.
When he returned to the bedroom, he wasn’t a bit surprised to see Neal with Alexis pinned to the wall with his tongue down her throat. She had her fingers wrapped in his hair. He shook his head and let out a long breath.
“Guys, we are about to have company. I think Alexis would like to comb her hair at least.”
Neal pulled back and unwrapped her hands from his hair. Now he needed a combing, too, Mark noticed.
The doorbell rang. They were here.
“I’ll get the door. You two make yourselves presentable and come on downstairs, or they’re going to be thinking you’re fucking,” Mark warned them.
“We’ll be down in a few seconds,” Neal assured him.
