"I'm all for it. I like everything but olives. If you have to have them, I'll pick them off." She made a disgusted face.

Mark chuckled and turned her around to march her into the living room. He pushed her down on the couch then strode over to the entertainment shelves and searched through their vast a.s.sortment of movies for something to watch. Finally he picked out a lighthearted comedy that wasn't raunchy or overly sappy.

The three of them settled on the couch and enjoyed the movie.

Alexis even laughed out loud several times. She couldn't remember ever having laughed so much at one time. It was freeing. Then she couldn't remember the last time she'd seen a movie or TV show other than the news or financials. She really needed to expand herself more when she got home.

Home. There was that word again. She had promised herself not to think about leaving until it was time to go.

"Okay, time for pizza. I'll order it." Neal got up and headed to the kitchen and the phone.

Mark pulled Alexis into a tight hug. She winced when her belly b.u.t.ton hit his belt buckle.

"Sorry, baby. I forgot." He pulled back but continued to rub her arms.

"I'm okay. It just woke me up. I'll be ready to eat when it gets here," she teased, hoping to downplay the incident.

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"Still, I knew better." He leaned in carefully and kissed her forehead.

"Pizza is ordered. I made half of it without olives." Neal walked in carrying three beers.

"Thanks, I'm thirsty," Alexis said, and promptly drank nearly half of hers right away.

The men laughed and sipped at theirs. No doubt she was going to be slightly buzzed by the time the pizza arrived. She guessed it didn't matter. They weren't going anywhere.

Once it arrived, they ate in the kitchen at the bar. Neal had to help her up on the stool and then keep a hand on her to make sure she didn't fall off. She was on her second beer by the time she'd finished her pizza.

"I think it's time for bed," Mark commented when they'd finished.

"I need a shower first," Alexis informed them. "I'm sweaty from trying on so many clothes."

Mark and Neal helped her down from the barstool. They chuckled as she wove her way toward the stairs.

"Uh, uh, uh," Neal said. "You're a little too tipsy to walk up them yourself. Let me help you."

"I'm not drunk. Just tight and feeling good," she insisted.

"I know, but you can't go upstairs alone." Neal wrapped an arm around her and steered her up the stairs in a swaying pattern.

Alexis heard Mark snickering behind them. She turned to fuss at him and the room swam. Neal pulled her tighter against him and Mark gave her a slight push from behind.

Once they made it to the landing, Neal took her hand and pulled her along to the bedroom.

The men undressed her then undressed, as well. She suspected they planned to shower with her to make sure she didn't slip and fall.

Well, that was fine with her. She just might get something for dessert that way. She grinned and the men looked at her funny.

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Neal turned on the water and adjusted it to suit him, then helped her into the shower. Mark followed. They all soaped up and rinsed off, but before either man could pull her out of the shower, she sank to her knees a bit unsteadily and grabbed two slightly aroused c.o.c.ks.

She squeezed them at the base and they quickly rose to full attention.

"What are you doing, baby?" Neal asked in a tight voice.

"Preparing dessert. You didn't offer me any." She licked first one d.i.c.k then the other.

Both men hissed out a breath. She ran her hand up and down their long stalks, squeezing along the way until a drop of pre-c.u.m formed at each slit. She licked it away from Neal's, then after swallowing and humming her approval, licked the other one off of Mark's throbbing c.o.c.k.

Alexis laved her tongue up and down Neal's d.i.c.k then sucked in the head and rimmed around the edge. She kept a steady hand on Mark's c.o.c.k, pulling on it until she could focus her attention on him next.

Mark groaned when she licked around the rim of his mushroom head then nibbled at the tender underside. She ran her hands from their c.o.c.ks down to their b.a.l.l.s and gently rolled them in her hands.

They both stood up on tiptoe and moaned. She figured she was doing pretty d.a.m.n well for being a bit tipsy.

She took them in hand again and began pumping them until they were shoving their hardened c.o.c.ks into her fisted hands. She licked at their heads one after the other, over and over. Finally, they both grunted and called out.

"I'm going to come, baby. Open your mouth for me," Neal's strained voice demanded.

She opened her mouth and moved from c.o.c.k to c.o.c.k to receive their c.u.m. Some of it reached her mouth and some of it coated her neck and b.r.e.a.s.t.s. She let them finish, then licked them both clean.

"f.u.c.k, that was hot," Mark said, holding himself up against the shower wall.

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Neal wasn't doing much better. He had both hands against the ceramic tile. Alexis smiled, pleased with herself. Then she rinsed off and stepped out of the shower and started drying off.

"Whoa there, baby. We need to take care of that belly b.u.t.ton.

Hold still while I get the stuff." Mark walked into the bedroom and returned with the little bottle of salt solution the store had sent with her.

Neal picked her up and sat her on the counter. "It's going to sting some, baby."

"I doubt I'll feel it. I'm feeling too good for it to-f.u.c.k! That stings."

Mark tried to hide his chuckle, but it came out anyway. She popped him on the chest, giving him her best disgusted glare. From the looks on the guys' faces, she missed it by a mile.

"Okay, time for bed." Mark lifted her off the counter and carried her to the bed.

"Hmm, the bed feels really good." She snuggled down in the covers.

"Not so fast, Alexis. We get to return the favor." Neal climbed over her and began licking on her b.r.e.a.s.t.s.

"You don't have to," she said. "I did what I wanted to do. It's not a race or anything."

"I know, but I love the taste of you. Especially when you're fresh from a shower and have that still-wet taste to your skin," Neal said.

He sucked in a nipple and she drew in a deep breath. It felt so freaking good. She wasn't about to complain again. He rolled over her and began playing with her nipples with his fingers as Mark dove beneath the covers.

Mark spread her thighs with his shoulders then her p.u.s.s.y lips with his fingers and began licking her from top to bottom. It made her squirm. He speared her with his stiffened tongue, then licked all around her c.l.i.t without touching it.

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She whimpered, hoping to elicit some sympathy, but he wasn't budging. Neal continued rolling her nipples between his fingers, occasionally licking their torrid peaks. They ached for a heavier hand.

Her c.l.i.t trembled to be touched. Still, Mark avoided it, but inserted two fingers inside her hot c.u.n.t. She pumped her pelvis against them in an effort to force them deeper.

"Please, don't tease me, Mark. I can't stand it."

"Yes, you can. You can take a whole lot more." He plunged his fingers in and out of her wet p.u.s.s.y but avoided her hot spot with every swipe.

She tried squirming to get him to touch it, but he was prepared for her. He placed a hand on her pelvis and held her still.

"The more you move, the longer we're going to play," Mark told her.

"Why are you teasing me like this? I didn't tease you guys."

"Because when you finally come, it will be worth it," Neal said as he sucked lightly on her nipple before letting it go with a soft pop.

Mark sucked and licked all down the inside of her thighs before returning to her c.u.n.t and plunging his fingers back in once again. She was dying inside to come. The pressure was building with each swipe of Neal's tongue over her nipple and touch of Mark's fingers in her c.u.n.t.

Alexis squeezed down on Mark's fingers in hopes it would help spur her over the edge, but it only frustrated her more. It amped up her need to a frenzied level. She whimpered and thrashed her head back and forth. Her fingers tangled in Neal's hair, trying to manipulate him where she wanted him. It did no good. He nipped at her breast when she pulled his hair.

"Na, ah, ah. No hair pulling, or I'll have to stop altogether." He chuckled at her growl.

"Neal, I think she needs some incentive to calm down and let it happen."

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Neal grinned and knelt on the bed by her head, allowing his c.o.c.k to tap against her lips. She immediately opened her mouth and began to lick and suck on his stiffened d.i.c.k.

If she could suck on Neal's c.o.c.k, she could make him come, and then they would let her come. Alexis wrapped her hands around his c.o.c.k and began to squeeze and pump as she sucked his mushroom head down her throat. He kept a close eye on her, not letting her take all of him.

"I'm not ready to come yet, baby. You're not going to push me over that fast." Neal ran a hand through her hair then pulled on it to pull her off his d.i.c.k for a few seconds.

She grinned up at him. He had to stop her so he could maintain control. She had him close already. Just when she was sure she could handle him, Mark let her know he was still in control over her pleasure.

He ran the flat of his tongue over her c.l.i.t just once, but it was enough to catch her attention. She moaned around Neal's c.o.c.k and rolled her eyes down to stare into Mark's. She pleaded with her eyes for relief. Mark smiled and rubbed his fingers across her sweet spot until she was bucking beneath the palm of his hand. Then he sucked in her c.l.i.t and her world exploded.

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Chapter Ten.

Alexis flew so high she lost her breath. Neal pulled his c.o.c.k from her mouth as she started to pant. White light blinded her. She had never come so hard without a c.o.c.k in her c.u.n.t. She couldn't believe they'd managed to send her so far over the edge.

When she finally managed to draw in a full breath, she laughed in sheer delight. The men looked at her like she'd lost it.

"You okay, baby?" Neal asked.

"Yes, that was amazing."

"You're amazing," Mark said.