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Maybe he was trying to heal my pain, or maybe he just couldn’t bear having any space between us, but he leaned in and pressed his lips to mine again. He kept kissing me as he reached down to unbuckle my seatbelt, only pulling back long enough to move the strap out of the way. Then he was pulling me toward him, hauling my body across the center console until I straddled his lap.
He scooted the seat back, cursing softly into my mouth as the mechanism on the old car got stuck halfway. Then we both grappled for his seatbelt, our kiss becoming deeper, more frantic as our lips parted and our tongues slid against each other.
I could feel him growing hard against me, his cock grinding against my core where our bodies were pressed together by the tight confines of the car. I rocked against him, rubbing my clit against his firm length, giving pleasure and taking it at the same time. My hands found their way underneath his jacket, and I helped him awkwardly shrug it off. I’d been in too much of a hurry to put mine on when I’d left the house, and I was glad for it now. I wanted less between us, always—never more.
His large hands slid up my thighs, pushing my skirt up as they went, and I cupped his face, breathing hard as his fingertips delved beneath the fabric of my panties.
“I love you, Bishop.”
His cock jerked beneath me, straining toward me as his hips thrust upward.
“Say it again.”
“I love you.”
With a growl, he moved his hands around to my ass, dragging me even closer and making us both groan at the friction. “Again.”
“I love you so fucking much.”
He gave me a smile that was boyish and feral all at once, his teeth gleaming in the dim light from outside, and then his hands latched onto the soft fabric of my panties and ripped.
The flimsy garment shredded, and he tugged it away from my body as I flipped open the button of his pants and pulled down the zipper. When my fingertips brushed the velvet skin of his cock, he sucked in a breath. The tip was already wet with precum, and the feel of it sent a shock of arousal through me, making my core throb.
“Now, Cora,” he grunted, grabbing my hips to help me rise over him in the awkward confines of the front seat. “I need to be inside you now.”
I didn’t make him wait. My hand fisted his thick, warm shaft, and I positioned myself over it and sank down, impaling myself fully.
“God, you’re fuckin’ gorgeous,” he muttered, gazing at me with something like awe on his face.
He dropped his head, finding my neck with his lips and teeth, and his next words were spoken directly against my skin as he rocked up into me in small thrusts.
“Do you remember the first night I came to your house?”
“When you climbed in through my window?” I asked, a grin tilting my lips despite the overload of sensations raging through me. “Yeah.”
“Do you know why I came?”
“Wasn’t it to check out your new acquisition?” I asked, biting my lip as I began to ride him harder, rising up onto my knees before dropping back down on his cock.
He chuckled, and I could feel his body tense as he lifted his hips to meet mine, stroking in and out of me.
“No. I came to try to get you out of my system.” He sounded almost tortured. “I should’ve known that would never be fucking possible.”
One of his large hands stayed on my ass while the other moved up to grab a fistful of my hair close to the roots, using the grip to tilt my head back and giving him perfect access to my neck. He bit down on the soft skin there just as he thrust up hard into me once more, his cock pulsing inside me as he flooded me with his release.
My world dissolved into only pleasure and the slight sting of pain as I gripped him hard and followed him into oblivion.
Eight
After I finally crawled off Bishop’s lap and we cleaned ourselves up a bit, he drove me back to his neighborhood. He pulled up outside his house and peered at the darkened windows, then nodded at me.
“They’re gone. Let’s go.”
His foster parents were nowhere to be found as we slipped inside the house. It was late evening, and I’d left the expensive new car my father had bought me in a part of Baltimore I didn’t know all that well, but I couldn’t bring myself to worry about it one bit. I didn’t give a shit if it got jacked or stolen. And I was beyond caring if my Mom got suspicious when I texted her to tell her I was spending the night at Caitlin’s house.
I didn’t want to leave Bishop’s presence right now, didn’t want to leave the comforting bubble of love and desire that surrounded us.
We fell into bed together, and now that we were outside of the constraints of his car, he took his time worshipping my body, making me come twice with his hand and his mouth before sliding inside me. We fucked long and slow and deep until we were both breathless and covered in a sheen of sweat, and when he came with a low grunt, I followed him over the edge.
