Monroe, Marla - Her Biker Boyfriends [The Dirty Dozen 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (14 page)

When they pulled into their garage, Carly let Drew help her off the bike and remove her helmet. Then he and Ranger ushered her inside where Drew pulled out three beers and handed them to her and Ranger.

“I don’t know if I need another one or not,” Carly admitted. “I’m pretty relaxed.”

“A few more sips won’t hurt you,” Ranger told her. “But if you don’t want it, don’t drink it.”

She shrugged and took a sip. She needed to be sure she was well relaxed in order to sleep after the bombshell Ranger had dropped at her feet. The fact that he had asked meant that he was still interested in her, after all. Maybe he was nervous about taking that step and had thought to push her away instead.

Carly’s head hurt. She didn’t want to think about it anymore. She would have plenty of time to think about it once she was at home alone. Right now, she was ready for bed and whatever it would bring.

“I’m ready for a shower. Do you mind if I borrow yours?” she asked.

“I’ve got your bag here,” Drew said, lifting it off the floor. “You can use the bathroom in the master suite. Make yourself at home.”

“Thanks.” She took her bag and hurried up the stairs.

She closed the bathroom door behind her, but didn’t lock it. She fully expected either one or both of the men to interrupt her shower or join her. As she adjusted the water temperature to suit her, Carly’s mind returned to the question of her moving in with them. As much as she wanted to put off thinking about it, her mind had other ideas.

What would it mean to live with two men? Would it work? Could they all three get along and forge a bond? She wanted to try, but she hesitated, thinking about what it would look like for her to have a ménage relationship. How would they view it at work, because she wasn’t going to keep them a secret? If she did this, it would be all the way.

She would go into it with plans of it becoming permanent, because as much as she loved them now, she knew it would only grow deeper with time. If she didn’t take the step seriously, she would end up getting hurt in the long run. The question was, were they taking it seriously and where did they want it to go?

* * * *

“Why did you do it?” Drew asked.

“Because you wanted to, but weren’t going to do it because of me.”

“Yeah, I had a damn good reason not to. Now she’s taking it seriously, and you’re not.”

“Fuck that. I’m taking it very seriously. If she moves in, I don’t plan on letting her go.”

Drew stared at Ranger with confusion. Ranger knew he had made another abrupt turnaround in thinking. Drew was right to question his sincerity. He had already questioned it and come to the conclusion that he had been doomed from the first moment he’d danced with her. There was no way he would back away from her now. She was as big a part of him as Drew was, maybe bigger.

“I don’t know what to believe, Ranger. You’ve changed your mind more times than my mom used to change purses. You are
not
going to play with her feelings like this. How do I know that one day you aren’t going to wake up and decide you can’t do it again?”

“Because I love her, man. I love her more than I’ve ever cared about anything else in my life except maybe you.” He stared directly into Drew’s eyes, willing the other man to believe it.

“Then why were you backing away in the first place?” Drew asked.

“Because it scared me to want someone as much as I wanted her and know that she might throw it all back in my face. Sure, she may go for it at first, but as soon as the world finds out she’s shacking up with two men, all bets are off.”

“That’s why I want her to meet the others before that becomes an issue. If she has other women to talk to and do things with that understand, maybe it won’t be as difficult for her.”

“You’re probably right. Her friend, Lisa, didn’t seem too upset over it, but then she may feel differently if it becomes more than just a fling.” Ranger ran a hand over his face.

“Well, you have a lot of making up to do if this is going to work out. You’ve treated her like a secondhand piece of furniture, and there’s no guarantee that she will forgive you anytime soon.”

“I’m going to go up and wash her back. Give us an hour before you come to bed.”

Drew lifted his eyebrows at that. “An hour? You think it will take that long to convince her to let you scrub her back?”

“Fuck you, man.” Ranger grinned and walked toward the stairs.

He heard the shower through the closed bathroom door. What was he going to do if it were locked? Pick it? He hesitated then quickly stripped and tried the knob. It turned without a problem. He let out the breath he had been holding and slipped inside. He closed the door to limit the amount of cold air that slipped in and eased up to the shower.

Carly had her back to him, bent over washing her legs. Her ass nearly made him groan with need. Instead, he glared at his wayward dick and stepped into the shower. When he settled his hands at her waist, she startled, but didn’t say anything.

“Hey, Ranger.”

“How did you know it was me?” he asked as she turned in his arms.

“Your hands are bigger than Drew’s.” She stared up at him as if waiting for him to say something.

“How about I scrub your back?”

“Sure.” She turned around and handed him the bath cloth over her shoulder.

Ranger squeezed the soapy water down her back then began to gently scrub her back from neck to ass. He didn’t go below her waist, but hung the cloth up and used his bare hands to massage her neck and shoulders. She tensed up at first, then slowly relaxed. When she was leaning back toward him, he ran his hands around to massage her breasts. Her pink nipples became torrid peaks in his hands. He flicked them with his fingers, then pulled on them until Carly’s head dropped back to rest on his chest.

“Let me love you, Carly. I want to show you how much I care about you.”

“Why now and not before?” she asked in a husky voice.

“I was running scared. I’ve never felt what I feel for you before with anyone. It scares me.”

“You, scared? I have trouble believing that.” Carly’s hands covered his where he was rubbing her nipples between his thumb and forefinger.

“I’m man enough to admit it. I’m scared of what’s between us. I want more, but you could say no, and there I’d be.” Ranger struggled to get his feelings out for her.

She turned around in his arms once again and stared up into his eyes for several quiet moments. Then she smiled and nodded.

“Love me, Ranger. Show me how you feel about me.”

Ranger groaned and lowered his mouth to hers. He was hungry for her taste. She met him on tiptoes. They came together in a mixture of hands and tongues. He plundered her mouth with teeth and lips, using his tongue to explore every inch of her mouth. She nipped at his lip with her teeth then ran her tongue across it before sliding it alongside his.

Finally, he pulled away and turned her into the shower’s spray to rinse off. She let him move her where he wanted her, then moaned when he bent over her to lick at the water cascading off her nipples.

Carly reached out and turned off the water before climbing out of the shower and grabbing a towel to dry off. Ranger took it from her and patted her dry all over before towel drying her hair. Then he dried himself and picked her up to carry her out of the bathroom to the bed. She didn’t protest when he lowered her to the covers then stretched out beside her.

Ranger placed soft kisses at the corners of her mouth before nibbling along her jaw and sucking in her earlobe to tease with his tongue and teeth. She giggled as he pulled on the tender lobe only to squeal when he released it and concentrated on her neck. She was ticklish there, and supersensitive. He enjoyed how she squeezed her neck against her shoulder in an effort to force him off. He started making his way down her neck with sucking kisses to the sweet spot at her shoulder. There he bit down until she stilled for him.

“I love how sensitive you are to my touch,” Ranger told her.

He licked at her skin as he moved down her chest to her breasts. He stopped to pay extra attention to them. They were truly magnificent. They were just a little over a handful, and just as sensitive as her neck. He was sure he could make her come just by exploring and teasing them. She responded so sweetly.

Carly whimpered when he drew back to look at them. She wanted him to suck them, he was sure, but he wanted more from them. They deserved to be worshiped all on their own. He lapped at them then blew across them until they were once again tight peaks atop soft, rounded mounds. He opened his mouth and crammed as much of them inside as he could, sucking and running his tongue around as much as he could manage.

He turned his attention to the other breast and repeated the process before moving down her torso to her softly rounded belly. There he took his time licking every inch of her. He laid openmouthed kisses there, delving into her belly button as well. He scooted down to the foot of the bed and spread her legs with his shoulders. She opened them for him, letting them fall back to the sides.

“God, you are beautiful. I love how wet you always are for us. I can smell your arousal, and it drives me crazy for wanting you.”

“I want you, Ranger. Fuck me.”

Her strangled request excited him even more. He kissed her bare mound, then her pussy lips, before nosing his way between them so he could lick at her slit. Her whimpers spurred him on, and he spread her lips with his fingers so he could lap at her tangy cream. He couldn’t get enough of it. When she began to quiver, he thrust two fingers into her hot cunt and searched around until he found her sweet spot. She cried out when he began stroking it. Her cunt squeezed down on his fingers, letting him know how close she was to coming.

Ranger licked at her clit several times before sucking on it while he pressed against her hot spot over and over. She cried out as she came, tightening around his fingers, milking them, destroying his mind with her tight pussy. He continued stimulating her until she cried for peace.

Ranger climbed up the bed and reached over to the bedside table for a condom. He rolled it on then pressed the head of him into her tight opening.

“You’re so beautiful when you come. It’s one of the reasons I enjoy watching Drew fuck you. I get to watch your face go slack with the joy of it. I can’t watch you when I’m a part of it.”

He pushed forward until just the head was all the way inside. It was killing him to go slow, but he wanted to savor this. He wanted to remember this moment as he made love to her. Because it wasn’t fucking this time. He poured all of himself into her, giving her everything.

She moaned for him as he slid a bit deeper. He felt her pussy sucking at him as he moved in her.

“God, your pussy is squeezing me like a vise.”

Ranger forged deeper with small pushes until he was balls deep inside her hot cunt. She tried moving beneath him. He groaned and held her hip still so he wouldn’t lose his mind. He wanted this to be slow and easy. She clamped on him.

“Aw, yeah. Just like that. Do it again, baby.”

She milked him, causing his balls to tighten in their sac. If he let her continue, he wouldn’t last.

“That’s enough, Carly. I can’t stand it.”

He pulled almost all the way out, and her legs wrapped around him in an effort to pull him back in. He laughed. She was insistent. He had to give that to her. Ranger slid forward again then pulled back. Over and over, he made slow trips inside her sweet pussy. Between the wet heat of her and the tight squeeze of her cunt, he was going insane trying to go slowly. His balls were burning as if on fire.

Finally, he gave in to her soft cries and urgent pumping of her hips and began to tunnel in and out of her, increasing his pace with each stroke. Strokes that became more powerful as his balls began to draw up, ready to shoot cum from his cock. He moved inside of her faster and faster, touching her cervix at first, then softly bumping it until he was hitting it with more and more force with each stroke of his cock.