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

mumbling to herself. He wondered what she was thinking right then, but then shivered at the thought. There was never any telling what went on in a woman’s mind.
    Mark had the coffee ready when he made it downstairs. He grabbed a cup for himself and took a sip. Damn, it was good first thing in the morning. He sat it down and adjusted his cock in his jeans. He sure could have used some early-morning loving, but that could wait. They needed to push ahead while she was freshly relaxed.
    “You think you’re going to get anywhere with her today?” Mark asked, sipping his coffee.
    “I sure plan on it. I think she’ll enjoy it once she realizes it’s all in fun.” Neal poured another cup of coffee for Alexis.
    She came bounding down the stairs in a pair of jeans and a blouse that she’d left unbuttoned at the top and had knotted around her waist. Good girl.
    “You look good enough to eat.” Neal handed her the cup.
    “Thanks,” she said and took a drink. “Mmm, this is good.”
    “Mark, are you coming?” Neal asked.
    “Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” he said with a wry grin.
    Alexis narrowed her eyes at the two men then sighed and shook her head. She obviously wasn’t going to push it.
    Once they’d finished their coffee, they mounted up and had breakfast at a diner not far from the stores Neal planned to shop in. He dragged her downstairs to Rue Underground and introduced her to the sluttiest clothes he could locate. She balked at first, but allowed herself to be talked into trying on a few of the items. The bustier in red leather was the best as far as Neal was concerned, but she refused to buy it.
    She wandered over to the sex toys and found a flogger. She ran it around Mark’s shoulders then popped it near his ass. He took it from her and shook his head. She pouted prettily for them. Then she located the body jewelry and fell in love with a cat charm belly button ring.
    “What do you think?” she asked, holding it up to her belly button.
    “Baby, it’s you, but let’s wait until after we do all our shopping and we’ll come back if you still want it. You’ll be sore from it.”
    “Okay, but I’m not changing my mind.” She followed them out of the store, obviously happy at not having bought any of the items Neal had picked out.
    He was fine with that. He didn’t like slutty for anything but the bedroom. Next he took her to a classier shop that was more along the lines of what he wanted for her. She seemed taken by the leathers and T-shirts with naughty sayings. She actually tried on most everything in her size before settling on a pair of black leather pants, a pair of black riding boots, and several low-neck blouses. He heartily approved of her purchases.
    “What do you think, Mark?” she asked.
    “I think you did fine. I love the leather pants.”
    “I just had to have that T-shirt about being a biker bitch.”
    “It’s too big to wear anywhere, baby. I’m sure we could have found a smaller one,” Neal said.
    “I want it to sleep in, silly, for when I get back home.”
    Neal sighed, losing the excitement he’d had earlier. Mark seemed just as bummed.
    “How about lunch now?” Mark asked.
    They agreed on a burger and Neal rode her to the Whataburger on the way back to Rue Underground. She hadn’t said she wanted to go back, so he wasn’t going to bring it up. As much as he would love to see her in the belly ring, he wasn’t going to push. That would remind her of them and to relax, but it was a major step since it meant piercing her body.
    “Now we have to plan a short trip somewhere so you can wear your new gear,” he said.
    “Where to?” she asked with a small frown.
    “How about somewhere like Houston, about four hours from here? We can go and spend the night and come back the next day.”
    “Sounds like fun.” She seemed really into the idea.
    “Then we’ll plan to do that tomorrow.” Neal wanted to keep her going. Get her stuck on them and the easygoing