The Biker's Fate Chapter 76

Payton

I arched against him. "When I'm interrupted while sucking you off, it tends to put me in a sassy mood, handsome, so how about you take care of me so I can get back to what I was doing."

His eyes met mine. "Do you want to play, Payton?"

"That depends," I said.

"On?"

"On whether or not I get to finish."

He smiled. "I'll let you finish. But how far do you want me to go?"

"I don't know, Alex, I've never done anything like this before. Should we have like a safe word or something?"

"Stop works."

"Sounds a little boring," I grumbled.

Alex's smile deepened. "You pick."

I licked my lips, my body primed, and the fact that he was still buried inside of me didn't help me focus. "Porthole."

He dropped his head and his body shook as his laughing grew louder.

"I didn't know I was supposed to get creative," I cried. "It's the first thing I could think of."

"What's your least favorite color?" he asked, and raised his head.

"Um, I don't know... chartreuse?"

"Give me something shorter."

"Green."

"Okay." He slid out of me and off the bed. "Green's our safe word. If you use it, I'll stop. I'll also stop if you ask me to stop. But I'll still ask you before I do anything and if you don't want to do it, we won't do it."

"I trust you."

He smiled again. "I don't have much to play with, baby, but we'll improvise."

He left the room and I took a minute to pee.

When he returned, he had a belt and a length of rope. "Give me your hands," he instructed.

I held them in front of me and he tied them together, kissing each palm as he tightened the rope. "Too much?"

I shook my head.

"Stand here." He positioned me where he wanted me, facing away from the bed. "Spread your legs and raise your arms."

I did as he said and he threw the length of rope he'd left hanging between my tied arms over one of the rods on the ceiling. Alex explained they'd been put there as part of the previous owner's design and although Alex didn't follow the drop curtain décor, he left the rods. Now I was thinking his decision was brilliant.

"Spread more, baby."

I did, which lowered me closer to the floor.

"Okay?"

I smiled and nodded. This was so freakin' hot.

"Tug on your hands," he said.

I did. They didn't budge.

Alex ran his hands down my extended arms. "You still okay?"

I smiled. "So far."

He cupped my breasts, kissing each of them. "Beautiful, baby."

Sliding his hands down my sides, he knelt before me, kissing me intimately before sucking on my clit. I whimpered as he blew gently over the area he'd just licked and on autopilot reached for him, but my arms wouldn't budge. I felt the tingle between my legs and then he sucked again and I knew I was wet.

"Slide your legs over my shoulders," he instructed, and I did, which meant his face was right where he wanted it to be. "Perfect."

He gripped my bottom as I was suspended from the ceiling, and forced to use my legs to hold onto him, but it was when he covered my core with his mouth that I realized I was probably going to come far too quickly for my liking.

With his mouth he drove me into a frenzy, and when he slipped his finger inside of me, I cried out, but it was when his palm connected with my ass that I exploded around him.

I didn't have time to enjoy my post coital-type high, as he lowered my legs to the ground before picking me up again and driving into me from a standing position. He guided my legs around his hips and held my bottom to him as he thrust in. I yanked on my arms frustrated with the fact that I couldn't touch him, but God, it was hot. He drew a nipple into his mouth and slapped me again, which caused my pussy to contract which in turn threw me into another orgasm.

I dropped my head back and screamed. Alex's hands slid up my back, one holding me tight, the other releasing my hands. I wrapped them around his neck and he carried me to the bed, lowering me to the mattress and pulling my bottom to the edge. Still inside of me, he pushed my knees back and thrust into me. I took some of my power back and raised my legs, settling them against his chest. He grasped my thighs and continued to bury himself in me until he grunted and released my legs, falling on top of me and rolling me to face him.

"Holy fuck," he rasped.

I ran my hand over his jaw. "Um, yeah. That's a good description."

Alex ran his hands over my arms. "You feel okay?"

I laughed. "That was the hottest, most amazing thing on the planet honey. I came like a million times before you untied me." I kissed him quickly. "For the record, I apparently like to be spanked."

He grinned. "Yeah, I got that."

I sighed. "Does this make me warped?"

"Baby, we're both consenting adults in a committed relationship. No it doesn't make you warped. It makes you more than I could have ever hoped for."

"Same, honey. I don't think I could love you more if I tried."

"You got the next two weeks off, right?"

"I do."

"You gonna stay with me a couple of nights?"

I grinned. "Do you want me to stay?"

"I want you to stay the whole two weeks, but I know that won't happen."

I chuckled. "No, but only because Mom has a butt-load of stuff for us to do before Christmas, but I can definitely stay for a few days."

"Lily's gonna lose her shit."

"What are we doing for her for Christmas? Do you want to do something at your place in the morning before my parents'?"

"She wakes up and Santa hasn't come, we'll have an issue, so yeah, probably do something at my place in the morning."

"Do you want me to stay Christmas Eve or is it too soon for that?"

Alex chuckled. "It's not too soon, baby. Lily's already asking daily if you're gonna be her new mommy."

"She is?"

"Yeah." He ran his hand over my bottom.

"And what do you tell her?"

He shook his head.

"You tell her no?"

"No." He gave my bottom a gentle smack. "What I tell her is not going to be repeated just yet. You'll know when the time is right."

I leaned over him and narrowed my eyes. "I have ways of making you talk, Mr. James."

"You do?"

"Yes... plus you promised I could finish what I started earlier."

He chuckled, linking his hands behind his head. "I'm all yours, baby."

Needless to say, he didn't squeal, but I didn't care because I got to finish what I started.