The Biker's Fate Chapter 608

I unlocked my parents' room and stepped inside. It was pristine, which was to be expected. Outside of the fact my mother was a neat nick, Dad would have a prospect clean it on the regular. I still needed to find out if I should change the sheets, though, so, I pulled out my phone and sent him a text.

Cash knocked on the door a few minutes later and I pulled open the door, inviting him in. "Hey."

"Hey yourself." He grinned. "Next door's ready for us. Just gotta get you in there without anyone seeing."

"I can be seen. If anyone asks, I'm helping you clean."

"Get movin' then, beautiful. I've got plans for you."

I grinned and locked up, following him into Train's room, where I was promptly pushed up against the wall and kissed until I could barely breathe.

He flipped the lock on the door. "I want your shirt and bra off, Teagan. Leave the skirt, then bend over the end of the bed."

"Shoes?"

"Off."

"Panties?"

"I thought you weren't wearing any," he said.

"I put some on in the bathroom."

"I'll take care of those," he rasped.

I shivered. "Yes, sir."

I did as he instructed. I spread my legs and bent over the bed, looking at Cash over my shoulder with a grin and my nipples beaded into tight buds as the cold air hit my skin. "I'm waiting."

"Jesus," he bit out, his shirt halfway off. "This is gonna go quick, baby."

"Not quick enough," I teased, and was rewarded with my panties moved aside and his dick buried deep.

"You were saying?" he retorted.

I dropped my head back as he tore my panties from my body and slid his hand between my legs to finger my clit.

"Brace, Teagan," he demanded, and I braced.

He slammed into me, over and over, working my clit as he buried himself deep, only it wasn't him who came first, it was me, crying out as an orgasm washed over me.

Cash wasn't far behind me, pressing his hand into my back as he let out a quiet grunt and his dick pulsed inside of me.

I fell face-first onto the mattress, and Cash snagged his T-shirt off the floor, cleaning us both up before stretching out on the center of the bed and pulling me over his chest.

I still wore my skirt, and he flipped it up so he could palm my ass. "This is sexy, baby."

"Yeah, I figured that out when you came in two-point-two."

"Sorry I didn't get you ready," he said, kissing my temple.

I slid my hand over his stomach. "Did I feel like I wasn't ready?"

"Not the point. I shoulda taken more time. You're new to all this."

I settled my chin on his chest and met his eyes. "Can you do something for me, please?"

"Anything."

"Can you maybe not mention the fact I was a virgin before you punched my V-Card, oh, I don't know, pretty much every time we fuck?"

"I don't mention—"

"You do," I argued. "Every single time."

"Just want to make sure you enjoy yourself, Teagan. Not tryin' to be a dick."

"I get that. And I appreciate it. I just don't need a reminder that I was basically the last American virgin, and my only option was to finally give it up to a man ten years my senior. I mean, you're, like, almost thirty."

"Fuck, that's positively elderly."

"Right?" I breathed out. "You're about ready for your AARP membership."

Cash flipped me onto my back and slid his hand between my legs. "You wanna take that back, Teagan?"

"Your AARP membership? I don't think I can. I'm too young."

He dropped his head to the mattress to stifle his laughter, and I couldn't stop a smile, especially considering he managed to keep his hand firmly between my legs.

Before things could progress, however, someone banged on the door. "Cash!"

"Shit," I hissed, scrambling off the bed.

"Yeah?" Cash called back, easing off the bed like he had all the time in the world.

"Booker needs a word," the voice called back as Cash slid his jeans on… commando.

I threw my clothes back on, finding my shredded panties in the corner and grimacing as I held them up. Cash snagged them from me with a grin and shoved them into his jeans pocket. I mean mugged him as I pulled my hair into a ponytail using the scrunchy I had around my wrist.

"Be right there," Cash said as he tugged on his T-shirt.

"How are you so calm?" I whispered.

"If I run around like you," he said with a shrug. "At my advanced age, I might break a hip."

I gasped, grabbing a pillow, and chucking it at his head.

He dodged it with a laugh, wrapping an arm around my waist. "Come on, I'll walk you back to your parents' room, then see what my dad wants."

I tried to keep my head up as we walked next door and he waited for me to step inside. I didn't fully relax until the door closed behind me, though, and I headed into the closet for a change of clothes.