Monroe, Marla - Her Biker Boyfriends [The Dirty Dozen 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (6 page)

“Well, if you change your mind, you know where we’ll be. Just come on over.”

“Thanks, Lisa. I’m going to chill tonight. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” Carly hung up and headed for the bathroom.

She ran a bath with her favorite bath salts and piled her hair on top of her head. After grabbing a couple of magazines and a glass of wine, she slipped into the nearly scalding water and relaxed against the back of the tub with her eyes closed.

She could still feel their hands on her when she thought about it hard enough. Her dreams had all been super steamy lately. She had woken on several mornings with her hands between her legs all wet and sticky.

Carly couldn’t decide between the two men which one she liked the most. She didn’t know anything about them really to even guess, but something told her she wouldn’t be able to choose one over the other anyway. They just seemed to go together. The water was beginning to cool down. She sipped her wine and conjured up images of the two men in her mind as she imagined being sandwiched between them once again. She set her wineglass on the side of the tub and began massaging her nipples. The memory of Drew sucking on them had them hard and reddened even without the added stimulation of her fingers.

He had quickly learned that she liked them nipped and pinched. He’d even twisted them several times. He was a fast learner. Ranger had been, too. It hadn’t taken him long to realize how much she liked her cervix bumped. He’d made sure to do it with almost every thrust of his cock in her cunt.

Carly ran a hand between her legs and fingered her clit, then massaged around it with her fingers. She slipped a finger between her pussy lips into her slit where she pumped it in and out several times before adding a second finger. The sensation was nothing like Ranger’s or Drew’s thicker fingers, but she felt the beginnings of arousal draw at her cunt.

Threads of electricity danced along her clit as she circled it, then plunged inside her slit over and over again. The fingers of her other hand continued to pull and pinch at her nipples as she finger-fucked her pussy in an effort to relieve some of the pressure of thinking about the two men.

She imagined them sucking on her breasts, then Ranger would move down to her pussy and suck in her pussy lips. He’d roll them around in his mouth before stabbing her slit with his stiffened tongue. She shuddered at the imagined sensation. When he circled her clit with his tongue, she moaned. Her hands wanted to grab his head and hold him there until he sucked in her clit.

Instead, she relaxed into the feeling of his mouth at her pussy. She pumped her fingers faster and deeper as she pinched and twisted her nipples. Her climax was so close, so close. She thrust her hips up in time with her fingers and pressed her thumb on top of her clit as she imagined the two men plunging their hardened cocks inside her ass and her cunt at the same time.

Fire shot from her nipples to her clit and back again. She quickly bit into her hand to keep from screaming her orgasm out loud. Her neighbors wouldn’t appreciate that at all. She couldn’t prevent the whimpers from escaping as she slowly stroked herself down from the less than satisfactory climax. Nothing could compare to her weekend with the two men. She was afraid that she would never find satisfaction at all again.

She drained the rest of her wine and tossed the magazines she hadn’t read off the side of the tub so she wouldn’t get them wet when she got out. Thoroughly disgusted with herself, Carly climbed out of the cooling bathwater and snagged a towel to dry off. She had forgotten her slippers again and had to pad barefoot across the cold tile to reach the carpet.

It was only a quarter of seven, but she didn’t feel like dressing again, so she pulled on her housecoat and slipped on the slippers she’d forgotten. Padding into the kitchen, she decided on a quick tossed salad for dinner while she watched whatever movie she could locate on TV. As luck would have it, she found a Steven
Seagal
marathon and settled in to a night of action thrillers. She finally dragged herself to bed around three a.m. and fell asleep before she had even turned off the bedside lamp.

* * * *

The doorbell rang, waking her up from a yummy dream starring Drew and Ranger. She cursed and started to ignore it, but it pealed again. She opened one eye and looked at the clock on her bedside table. It was nearly noon.

Groaning, she rolled out of the bed and pulled on her housecoat. She didn’t bother with the slippers again. Instead she shuffled across the carpet to the living room and the front door. Without bothering to check to see who it was, she unlocked it and opened the door, and stared in shock.

“Hey, Carly. Did we wake you?” Drew smiled.

“Um, yeah, but, uh, come in.” She backed up, clutching her robe.

“Look, maybe we should come back another time,” Ranger began.

“No, really. I sat up late watching a movie. Come on in.”

They walked inside and she closed the door behind them, wishing she had washed her hair the night before.

“We worked all week, and today is the only day we had off. I guess we should have called first.” Drew shoved his hands in his jeans pockets.

The action drew her eyes toward his crotch. It was obvious he was hard. She jerked them back upward. He smiled a knowing look when she did.

“The reason we dropped by was to see if you wanted to get something to eat and go for a ride,” Ranger said.

“Oh, that sounds like fun. I need to get dressed, though. Do you have time to wait on me?”

“Take your time, Carly. We’re not on a schedule.” Drew reached out and ran a finger along her cheek.

“Well, have a seat. I won’t be long.” She smiled then turned and hurried into her bedroom.

She closed the door and searched out something to wear. She quickly settled on a pair of low-rise jeans and a short-sleeved blouse. She pulled on the boots she had worn the weekend before, figuring they were good for riding bikes. Staring into the mirror, she finally settled for pulling her hair back in a ponytail, then, remembering that she would be wearing a helmet, pulled it out and brushed it once again. She had natural curl in her hair, so it had a mind of its own. She finally gave up and opened the door to find the men sitting on her couch waiting for her.

“Sorry, it took so long.” She walked into the room.

They both stood up and smiled.

“You look great, and you didn’t take long at all.” Drew pulled her into his arms and kissed her.

Before she could settle into his kiss, Ranger pulled her out of Drew’s arms into his and took her mouth with purpose. His tongue thrust against hers, then danced around inside to explore every nook.

“Okay, guys. Let’s go get something to eat,” Drew interrupted with an amused chuckle.

Ranger pulled back and licked his lips. “You can ride with me to eat.”

“Right.” She couldn’t think straight now. She followed his tongue with her eyes then jerked them toward Drew. “I better get my keys.”

She pulled out of Ranger’s embrace and went in search of her spare key. She could slip it into her pants pocket along with enough money for a cab, just in case. She returned to them standing at the door.

“Ready?” Drew asked.

“Yep, let’s go. I’m hungry.”

They stopped at a little mom-and-pop diner not far from where she lived. She had never been there, but the food was good.

“So what have you been up to since we last saw you?” Drew asked.

“Nothing, really. I go to work and come home, and that’s about it.” She took a drink of her water. “What about you two? You said you worked all week. What are you working on?”

“Doing a rehab of an office building across town. We’re on a time schedule so we’re working from sunup to sundown. Would have had to work today, except that we’re actually a little ahead of schedule.” Drew took a bite of his burger.

“Sucks to have to work so much. Do you get any time off between jobs?” she asked.

“Actually, we do. Sometimes we won’t work for a couple of weeks, so it’s not all that bad.” He turned to Ranger. “Think we’ll have to work that weekend?”

“I sure as hell hope not, but I guess it depends on how much we get done over the next few weeks.” Ranger shrugged.

“We’re hoping to get a long weekend off after we finish this building before we start another project. Would you be interested in spending some time with us then?”

Carly smiled. “I’d love to. How long before you finish this one?”

“We’ve got another three weeks. Save that next weekend for us. It’s the weekend of June fourteenth.”

“I’ll double-check and make sure I don’t have something going on, but I don’t remember anything. I’ll make sure not to put anything down for that weekend.”

“Great. Are you about finished?” Drew asked.

“Yeah.” Carly drank the remainder of her water and stood up with the guys.

She rode with Drew next. She found she could tell the difference in them even holding on to them from behind. Ranger’s chest was wider then Drew’s, but Drew had broader shoulders.

She also realized that Ranger didn’t say much. It hadn’t really been that obvious at their house since most of what they did was fuck, but now it was. She wondered if he was shy, or if he wasn’t really interested in her other than for sex. She decided not to let it worry her right then. She would think about it more later. Right then, she wanted to enjoy the here and now. She squeezed Drew’s waist and laughed when he revved up the bike.

For the next two hours, they rode around the outskirts of Dallas. She enjoyed the thrill of riding on the back of a motorcycle and the chance to hug tightly against Drew’s muscular back. They pulled into a park about thirty minutes from her house and climbed off the bikes. They each took one of her hands and led her to a picnic table where she sat on the bench between them.

They spent the next two hours talking about everything from politics to football. They had a lot in common, despite their obvious differences. Ranger even talked more than he had in the diner. She decided he just didn’t say much. She thoroughly enjoyed herself. Finally they agreed it was time to head back to her place.

“We’ve all got to get up early in the morning to go to work,” Drew said.

“Some earlier than others.” Ranger grimaced.

“Poor thing,” she murmured.

He grinned a lopsided smile, which made her laugh.

They climbed back on the bikes with Carly behind Ranger again for the trip back. She enjoyed the trip home but hated that they would be leaving. She almost asked them to come in, but figured that would lead to sex, and as much as she wanted it, they all did have to go to work the next day.

They each kissed her good-bye with Ranger adding a nip to her chin. She smiled and nipped him back.

“We’ll call you later in the week to see how you’re doing,” Drew promised.

“Don’t work too hard,” she said as they climbed on their bikes and started them.

She waved them off then walked inside to see her message light blinking. Lisa. She grinned as she listened to the message.

She called her friend back and chatted about what went on at Rudy’s the night before. It seemed that one of Carly’s ex-boyfriends had a new woman in his life, but he kept asking Lisa about her.

“What did you tell him?” she asked.

“I told him that you were seeing someone. I hope that was okay.”

“Well, I am sort of.”

“Who?” Lisa demanded.

“Ranger and Drew.”

“But you haven’t heard from them…have you?” Lisa asked.

“Actually, they came and picked me up today to take me out to eat.”