Monroe, Marla - The Bikers' Babe [The Dirty Dozen 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (17 page)

He withdrew from her and grabbed a condom from the bedside table. He quickly rolled it on and entered her all in less than two seconds. In three, he was pounding into her as if his life depended on it.

“Fuck, Tina. You always make me lose my mind when I get inside of you. I can’t get deep enough or go fast enough.” Cole panted as he spoke.

“Just fuck me, Cole. Just fuck me.” She didn’t care about finesse. All she wanted was the closeness she got when he climaxed in her. Seeing his eyes burn, then lose focus did it for her.

He stroked her body over and over with his as he pummeled her with his cock. She felt the tension build in her body as her climax roared to life. She couldn’t believe she was going to go over again after twice in a row. When he adjusted his angle, his cock rubbed hard over her sweet spot and she flew having needed only that extra push to send her over.

She tightened around him in her climax and squeezed his cum out of him. He shouted out her name and held himself still deep within her. She felt his cum hit the condom as he filled it.

Afterwards, he returned to the bed to rearrange her in the center, so he could hold her and still leave room for Zack when he came to bed. She hugged him to her. It felt so good to just hold him in her arms.

“Night, Cole.”

“Night, Tina.”

She never knew when Zack made it to bed.

Chapter Fourteen

Sunday morning, Tina woke up to find that she’d crawled over on top of Zack at some point and was lying across his chest with her head on his chest. Her left knee was in his groin.

“Morning, Tina. Careful with that knee, baby.”

She chuckled. “How long have you been awake, but afraid to move?” she asked with a grin.

“Long enough. Mind moving it very slowly for me?”

Tina carefully moved her knee out of harm’s way and rolled off him.

“Hey, you didn’t have to move the rest of you,” he complained.

She laughed. “I need to pee. I’ll be back.” She padded to the bathroom then washed her hands and climbed back in bed from the foot of the bed. She slipped beneath the covers and wrapped herself back around Zack.

“Damn your hands are cold,” he said.

“Cold water.” She positioned her head over his heart so she could listen to it beat. He had a nice slow rhythm that sped up just a bit when she kissed his chest.

“Go back to sleep, Tina. It’s still early,” Cole said on the other side of her.

Tina smiled and tried, but after another thirty minutes of lying there, she slipped out of bed and took a shower. She tiptoed around the bedroom getting dressed. Then she closed the bedroom door behind her, so she wouldn’t wake them while she was cooking something to eat. She wasn’t used to lying in bed when she was off work. She liked to enjoy every minute of the day.

After breakfast and cleaning up after herself, she took her coffee outside on the back porch to enjoy the crisp morning air. It wouldn’t be long until fall showed its colors. Twenty minutes later, Zack walked out in jeans, bare-chested and barefooted, carrying a cup of coffee as well.

“Morning, baby.”

“Morning, Zack.”

“Did you sleep okay? You’re up awful early.”

She snorted. “It’s after ten.”

“Barely,” Zack groused.

He sat his cup down and pulled her into his arms. He kissed her then stood behind her, wrapping his arms around her as she leaned back into him.

“Let’s go for a ride, Zack. I want to enjoy the day from the back of the bike.”

“Want to wake Cole up, or just you and me?” he asked.

“Just us. Let Cole sleep in. He looked really tired last night.”

“Yeah, work’s been a real bear this week. Having that wood drop on us just topped it all off.”

“Are you too sore to ride?” she asked, remembering their ordeal.

“Naw. Besides, we have to go back to work tomorrow. Sure as hell don’t need to get stove-up.”

They walked back inside where Tina waited for Zack to finish getting dressed. Then she pulled on a jacket and they climbed on back of the bikes to take a ride. They rolled the bikes to the street before cranking them to keep from waking Cole, if possible. Once out on the road, they opened them up on the highway. She followed Zack as he led her through the outskirts of the city into a less densely populated area.

They rode for nearly an hour before he pulled over at a little mom-and-pop country store. They got soft drinks and sat outside on a picnic table to drink them. It was perfect weather for riding.

While they sat enjoying their drink, a brown van drove by slow enough it caught Tina’s attention. She stared after it.

“What is it, Tina? You went pale.” Zack set his drink down and scooted over toward her.

“That van. I keep seeing a brown van everywhere I go. I know it’s silly, but I can’t help thinking about the van from when that man tried to kidnap me.” She shivered.

Zack put his arm around her. “It’s not stupid, you’re being alert. That’s important. Do you think you’re being followed?”

“I don’t think so. I think it’s just my imagination. There are probably thousands of those brown vans all over the city alone.”

“Let’s get going, Tina. It’s time we head back to the house before Cole sends out a search party.” Zack climbed off the table and held out his hand to help her down.

They discarded their empty drink bottles then climbed back on the bikes and headed back home. When they arrived, it was to find Cole dressed and drinking coffee on the back porch.

“Where have you two been?” he asked.

“Riding out along Campfire Road,” Zack told him.

“How long have you two been up, anyway?” Cole asked.

“I’ve only been up since ten. I don’t know what time early bird here got up.” Zack ran a hand over Tina’s hair.

“I got up at nine.”

I’m getting too old for staying up till two and getting up at the crack of dawn,” Cole complained.

“It was only one, and you didn’t get up until noon,” Tina told him with a smile.

“Funny.” Cole got out of his chair and carried his coffee cup back inside. They followed him.

They spent the rest of the day watching movies and messing around in the living room. At some point, they took a nap on the floor in front of the TV, then moved to the bedroom for some late afternoon delight.

“How about dinner at the barbecue place out on Six?” Cole asked.

“Sounds good to me,” Zack answered. “You’ll love it, Tina. Great food.”

They rode over on the bikes and had pulled pork sandwiches and slaw. Tina had to admit, it was one of the best sandwiches she’d ever had.

“Told you,” Zack said.

“Hey, it was my idea.” Cole poked Zack in the ribs.

“Behave, you two.” Tina wagged her finger in mock sternness. “No fighting.”

The three of them climbed back on the bikes and rode back to the house. On the way there, Tina noticed a brown van following them, but it drove on by once they turned into the drive. She saw Zack watching it as well. Maybe she wasn’t being paranoid. But Zack didn’t say anything.

* * * *

The rest of her week off flew by, and she was back at work in the ER again on Thursday night. They were unusually busy over the weekend and she came home dead on her feet each morning.

When she arrived on Sunday morning, the men were there due to rain keeping them from working. They bathed her and slipped her in the bed between them. She instantly fell asleep and never even knew when they got up.

They had dinner ready for her when she awoke and hugged and kissed her goodbye before she donned her rain gear and climbed on the bike to head to work. She barely got her things stowed in the locker before they were off and running again in the ER with car wrecks coming in.

Monday, when she rode home, the rain had passed and it was a beautiful day.
Too bad the men won’t be home,
she thought. She could use a little TLC with her aching feet and back muscles.

When she got home, the garage door was closed. They always left it open for her. Maybe they were still there because the work site was too wet. She parked the bike to one side of the drive and got off. Since it had never been a problem before with needing to open the garage, she didn’t have an opener.

Just as she made it to the front door, someone grabbed her from behind, slapping a cloth with chloroform over her mouth and nose. She struggled, but without a clear breath, she was useless to get away. As soon as she was forced to take a deep breath, she passed out.

* * * *

Cole and Zack were pissed off when they got off work at nearly six that night. The supplies for the drywall hadn’t come in on time, and they spent three hours fucking around waiting on it. Now it was late, and they’d been there since six that morning. When they drove, up to the house and saw Tina’s bike parked out front with the garage door closed, both men knew something was wrong. Cole pressed the opener mounted to his bike and they drove into the garage. Zack walked back and rolled Tina’s bike in as Cole closed the door behind them.

“Something’s wrong.” Zack started for the door.

“Zack. Careful.” He tapped just below his eyes with two fingers and put them back in the army.

They approached the garage door as if it were the enemy. Cole quietly unlocked it and they rolled in checking either side of the door. Nothing. Cole disengaged the security system. They systematically checked each room but found no sign of Tina or that she’d even been home. If not for her bike being parked out front, they never would have known she had been there.

“He’s got her,” Zack ground out between clinched teeth. “The bastard has her.”

“Fuck!” Cole hit the door with his fist. “She’s been gone at least ten hours. God knows what he’s done to her.”

Cole immediately snapped back into line and pulled out his phone to call the police. They informed him they couldn’t do anything until they filed a missing person’s report when it had been twenty-four hours. No amount of pleading or fussing did any good.

Finally, Zack pulled the phone from Cole’s hand and snapped it closed.

“Get a hold of yourself, man. This isn’t doing her any good.”

“What in the hell are we going to do? It’ll be too late in twenty-four hours if it isn’t already,” he yelled.

“Call that investigator from the highway patrol. He knew what was going on and will recognize the coincidence. Not to mention her picture was all over the TV for two fucking days.” Zack handed Cole his phone back.

Cole pulled out his wallet and located the man’s card. Then he called and got his voice mail. He left a message and sighed.

“I think there was a brown van following us the other day when we went out for a ride. I didn’t really think anything of it till now. It kept going past the house when we turned in and I never saw it again.”

“Fuck, Zack. Why didn’t you say something then?” Cole demanded.

“Because I didn’t want to upset Tina and I didn’t think it was important at the time. We hadn’t seen it before. At least I hadn’t, but maybe Tina had. She seemed to have watched it pass, too. Maybe she had noticed it before. Why in the hell didn’t I say anything?” Zack ran both hands over his face and turned away.