The Biker's Fate Chapter 539

I wore a black lace thong and matching bra. Both of which were practically see-through.

He grinned slowly running his finger between my breasts. "Leave your panties and the heels on, Tate."

I shivered, biting my lip as I nodded, unhooking my bra, and dropping it on the floor. He let out a quiet hiss as he cupped my breasts, leaning down and running his tongue over one nipple then the other. I gripped his arms as he worked my nipples, almost bringing me to orgasm, but stopping short, straightening, and kissing me instead.

"Flash," I hissed out in frustration.

He grinned, turning me, and slapping me on my bottom. "You're gonna wait for it."

I swallowed, taking a deep breath as he slid his hands to my hips and guided me to the edge of the mattress. "You wanna play?"

"Yes," I whispered.

"Hands up in front of you, palms together like you're praying."

I raised my hands, and he produced a man's necktie from out of nowhere, wrapping it around my wrists. "Well, okay, Mr. Grey."

He smirked, kissing my wrists gently. "Too tight?"

I shook my head.

"Do you want a safe word, or do you want to use 'stop'?"

I grinned. "Um, safe word, duh."

"Want me to pick?"

"No. I'll pick."

He opened a drawer in the dresser and pulled out a silky green rope, throwing it over the iron canopy part of the bed. Once the rope was tied off, he let it dangle then made his way back to me and stroked my cheek, leaning down to kiss me. "What's your word?"

"Rhubarb."

He chuckled. "You sure?"

"Yep," I retorted. "Rhubarb's the word."

"Okay, baby. Rhubarb's for stop. What if you want to slow down?"

"Pie," I said immediately.

"Pie first? Before rhubarb?" he challenged.

"Sure."

"Okay," he tugged on the loose end of the tie and led me to the end of the bed. "Raise your arms."

I did and he tied the rope to the necktie, leaving enough slack for me to move, but still leaving him with all the power.

"You good?"

I nodded and he slid a blindfold over my eyes. I licked my lips and then found his mouth on mine, gently but briefly.

I felt a little wobbly, but Flash slid his hand to my waist. "I got you, Tate, you won't fall."

"Will the rope hold?" I asked.

"Tested it earlier, so, yeah."

I grinned. "You tested it? On whom?"

"Me."

"You tied yourself to the bedpost?"

"In a manner of speaking." He laughed. "Just trust me."

"I do."

He kissed me again and then he moved his mouth to my neck while his hand slid under the waistband of my panties. "Spread your legs just a little, baby."

I did and was rewarded with his fingers slipping inside of me, his thumb pressing against my clit. His free hand was still around my waist, holding me steady but I couldn't help but fight against my bonds.

"You okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, honey. I'm just figuring out my limits."

"Shall I continue?"

"I'm rolling my eyes under this blindfold, Parker, what do you think?"

I couldn't stop a quiet gasp when his thumb pressed against my clit at the same time as his teeth bit down on a nipple, taking me by surprise. I dropped my head back as Flash ran his tongue over my pulse continuing to work my pussy but stopping before I completely let go.

"Flash," I hissed.

"Patience, woman," he retorted. I felt his hand slide down my right leg, and he unbuckled one shoe, then the other, helping me remove both of them, which left me hovering on my tiptoes now that my heels were gone. "Can you balance?"

"Yep," I breathed out.

He kissed my belly, then his mouth moved lower, and I felt my panties sliding down my legs. His tongue lapped at my clit, and then I was suddenly lifted, and my legs were guided over his shoulders.

I mewed as Flash buried his face in my pussy as I was suspended from the canopy of the bed unable to do anything but feel everything he was doing to me.

"I can't wait, Parker," I warned.

"Come, baby."

I did and Flash held me tight as he released the bonds to the canopy. I fell gently to the bed, my hands still tied and the blindfold still intact.

"On your knees," he demanded.

I flipped over and he guided a pillow under my hips, but tugged me up a little higher still, pressing inside my right thigh to spread me wider. His fingers dipped inside of me, and I leaned back against them.

"Soaked," he whispered, sliding his cock into me, slowly at first.

With my hands bound and my eyes covered, my senses were heightened, and I felt everything on ten, but when he started to bury himself hard and deep inside of me, I lost my ever-blessed mind, screaming his name as I came so fast, I nearly fell into a fugue state.

He wasn't far behind me, his dick pulsing inside of me as he rolled us onto our sides, releasing me from my blindfold, then untying my hands, and kissing the nape of my neck.

"Holy shit," I panted out.

"Holy shit, good?"

"Oh my god, yes," I said. "That was amazing."

He chuckled. "Yeah, it was."

"How did you know how to do that?"

"I did a little research."

I met his eyes. "You did?"

He smiled. "Yeah. Never done this before and I wanted to make sure I didn't hurt you."

"Wow," I breathed out. "You did well."

"You think?"

"Definitely," I said. "I just have one request."

"Anything."

"Our bed at home needs to be this well-equipped," I demanded.

"Yeah," he said.

He kissed me again, then we took a shower together and fell into bed, crashing out pretty much immediately.