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We stare at each other for a long moment.
Then, like magnets, we come together. He dips and I press up on my toes and our mouths meet in the middle, each of us opening immediately, battling for control. I wrap my arms around Bishop’s neck and he lifts me up, hands on my ass, my legs tightening snugly around his waist.
I’m still afraid I’m making a mistake. I doubt that fear will ever go away.
But as Bishop kicks his door closed then presses me up against it, I can’t seem to find the will to care.
chapter seventeen
Bishop
This wasn’t what I planned when I brought Gabi up here.
Far from it.
I hoped for us to talk about that kiss on Sunday night, but I assumed she would shut me down, push me away—not open her heart wide open for me to see the most vulnerable part of her. Now, I feel thrown for a loop in the best way.
Pressing Gabi back against the door alleviates some of the ache in my left hand, but I’ll be honest, I’ve never cared less about my wrist. If it snaps again because I’m holding Gabi as close to me as possible, I’ll wear the battle scar proudly.
Our mouths are at war, and I roll my hips against her, providing a brief moment of relief for where I ache.
“Bishop,” she gasps, her head falling back against the door, her eyes closed.
I lean in and take advantage of her exposed neck, licking and sucking at the soft skin, nibbling gently. Her legs tighten around me, and I feel her grind down.
“Fuck,” I groan, spinning us around, carrying her to the bed with one arm under her ass and the other wrapped around her waist.
When we were younger, I had a twin bed, which made fooling around particularly difficult, so I’m grateful I’ve upgraded to a queen. Once I set her feet on the floor, I reach for the button on my jeans, but Gabi takes control, slapping my hands out of the way and making quick work of tugging off my pants as I strip out of my sweater and undershirt. As soon as I’m down to my boxer briefs, my mouth is back on hers, my hands on her face and then in her hair, desperate to be near her, to be touching her, at every moment.
“Do you have anything?” she asks, stepping back and sliding her top over her head.
I’m so focused on her movements that it takes a second for me to register what she said, and then I nod. “Yeah.”
I watch for another minute as she takes off her bra, revealing her gorgeous tits. Instead of reaching for the wallet in my jeans, I dip, pressing my face between her breasts, kissing and licking, my hands pressing them together and pinching at her nipples.
She moans, and I move, tugging one nipple into my mouth, watching her face as I do. Her eyes are focused on me just as intently, her hands stroking the back of my head as I tease first one, then the other.
Finally, I draw back, and Gabi shimmies out of her jeans and panties as I dig for my condom. Then I’m crawling into bed next to her, my hands roving and touching any part of her that I can reach. She’s warm and soft and my entire body throbs with the need to be inside her, but I wait, not wanting it to be over too fast. It’s been far too long since we’ve been together like this, and there’s no way in hell I’m going to rush it.
I bring her snug against me, each of us on our side facing the other, and I hike one of her legs over my hip. Reaching around from the back, my fingers stroke gently through the wetness between her legs.
Gabi whimpers into my mouth and shifts her hips so she’s slowly gyrating against my hand, and my heart begins to gallop in my chest. I’m using my non-dominant hand, and I don’t doubt my movements as I slide my fingers through her wetness are just slightly stuttered. Changing tactics, I roll her on her back and spread her legs then shimmy down so my face is between her thighs.
Now this I can do completely hands-free.
Gabi’s jaw drops, her hands caressing my hair as I give one long, slow lick through her lower lips then circle the little bud at the apex of her thighs. The taste of her is like fucking honey on my tongue, and I repeat the movement again. And again. And again. Until Gabi’s head falls back, her chest heaving, her thighs twitching.
That’s when I suck her clit into my mouth and flick it with my tongue. She cries out, her entire body convulsing as she flies over the precipice, and it’s so beautiful to witness. I feel like a fucking warrior, like I want to pound my chest, knowing I was able to give her that kind of pleasure.
Gabi slumps into the mattress, spent, once her orgasm has crested. Her hairline is damp and a sheen of sweat covers her body. She’s the fucking sexiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
“I want you inside me,” she whispers, her hands sliding along my shoulders and caressing my skin.
I tug off my boxers then reach over to the condom I set on the nightstand, grabbing it and ripping the foil packet open. I rise onto my knees and slowly roll it on, but before I can take the lead, Gabi shoves me to my back and crawls on top of me, resting her pussy against my dick and rolling her hips.
I tilt my head back, gasping as she shifts so that I’m notched at her entrance, her eyes watching mine as she slowly takes me inside. Inch after inch I’m sheathed in her warmth, Gabi’s hands braced on my chest. It’s the most incredible pleasure I’ve ever felt in my entire life, being inside her, a truth I knew once but had somehow forgotten.
Once I’m in to the hilt, my hips flush against hers, I grit my teeth, my hands flexing and releasing where they rest on her waist. She looks like a fucking goddess sitting on top of me. Her eyes are closed, her mouth slightly open, her hair trailing down like a dark river around the peaks of her breasts.
