Monroe, Marla - The Bikers and the Socialite [The Dirty Dozen 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Marla Monroe

She twisted her nipples, pinching and pulling on them. It wasn’t as good as when the guys did it. Nothing was as good as Shane and Allen’s loving. She knew this, yet she was still reluctant to do anything more permanent. Idiot, what could be more permanent than having a baby with them?
    She slipped one finger down between her legs and circled her clit. She pressed down against her pubic bone then returned to circle her clit once more. She kept one hand on her nipple, pinching and pulling on it. No matter how much she teased her clit or twisted her nipple, it wasn’t enough. She moaned in frustration.
    “Baby, if you needed to come, you should have told us. We will always be more than happy to take care of you.”
    Parker jerked, looking over her shoulder. Allen stood just inside the door.
    “You scared me.” She couldn’t believe she hadn’t realized he’d walked in.
    “Sorry. I thought you heard me. I knocked.”
    “I’m ready to get out now.” She stood up, but before she could step out of the tub, he was there, holding her hand.
    “Let me dry you off.” He grabbed a towel and began patting her dry all over. Then, when she was dry, he surprised her by picking her up.
    “What are you doing?”
    “Taking care of you.” He sat her on top of the bathroom counter so that the towel was spread out beneath her.
    “Lean back for me, baby. I want a taste of that sweet pussy.”
    “Allen, you don’t have to do this. I’m fine.” She leaned back when he just looked at her.
    “There’s no reason for you to be frustrated. Especially when Shane is the one who started it.”
    “He told you what he did?”
    “Yeah, said I might need to clean up his mess.” He waggled his eyebrows. “It’s all my pleasure.”
    Then he bent and licked her pussy the entire length of her slit up to her clit. She shivered. Nothing felt as good as a mouth on her pussy, unless it was two mouths with one of them at her breast. She reached up with one hand and rolled her nipple with her fingers. It was so sensitive that it didn’t take much to send signals down to her clit, the very clit that Allen was circling with his tongue.
    “God, you taste like spicy honey. I could drown in your juices when you’re all revved up, baby.”
    Parker leaned back until her head rested against the mirror. Allen sucked in her pussy lips then stabbed her cunt with his tongue. He licked up against the front of her pussy over and over again. When he spread her wide for his mouth to eat at her, she groaned and tightened her finger on her nipple. The need to climax was growing with each lick of his tongue.
    When he added two fingers to her cunt, she nearly cried out at the wonderful pressure he was supplying. He curled them and stroked the spongy flesh that was her sweet spot. The more he rubbed over it, the closer she grew to orgasm.
    The next thing she knew, he was pumping his fingers in and out of her pussy while he sucked on her clit with diabolical precision. With each stroke of his fingers, he rubbed over her hot spot. Parker felt her body gather for the plunge. She grabbed hold of his head as he devoured her flesh. With one last gasp for breath, she screamed her climax to the ceiling.
    “Hell, yeah, baby.” He slowly brought her down from the euphoric high with light touches and rubs along her body.
    “Now don’t you feel better?” He grinned and picked her up off the counter.
    Instead of letting her down, he carried her to the bedroom where he sat her on the bed and searched through her case to find clothes for her. He came out with her jeans, a pair of matching underwear, and a navy blue blouse.
    “Need help dressing?”
    “I think you’ve done enough for now.” She couldn’t be angry with him though after he gave her a heart-stopping orgasm.
    “I’ll be downstairs guarding your breakfast from Shane.”
    Parker quickly dressed and pulled her hair back in a ponytail. Then she applied a light amount of makeup and called herself ready