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“I’m so sorry you had to deal with all of that while I was out. Jesus, if I knew what would happen…” he trails off, shaking his head at himself. “I’m here now, Harlow. I’ll always be here for you.”
I nod, curling up against his chest. “What now?” I ask. “I make some money from freelance design projects, but not enough. I had plans to go to college, but now… and I still have stuff at my parents’ house. I’ll probably need to move or get a roommate, and–”
Bishop cuts me off with a kiss. His lips cover mine, coaxing me to open up for him. He slides his tongue against mine, the steady strokes calming me and bringing me back from the edge of panic.
“I’ll take care of everything,” he murmurs, trailing his lips down my neck. “You’ll live with me, obviously, and I’ll pay for whatever school you want to go to. If you want to work, I can find a part-time position for you once my assistant is back from her vacation. Otherwise, you can focus on your studies.”
“You say it like it’s all so simple.”
“It is,” he says with a shrug. Bishop gives me a breathtaking smile, one I haven’t seen on him before. “I love you. I want good things for you. I want you to be in my life, and I’m willing to do whatever it takes to keep you.”
I blink back tears, still partially in disbelief that I’m getting everything I’ve ever dreamed of. “Thank you,” I whisper.
“Don’t thank me, baby girl. It’s my pleasure to give you anything and everything.” Bishop kisses my pulse point before brushing his lips against the shell of my ear. “Can I show you how much I need you in my life? How much I love every single thing about you?”
I scramble off his lap and start undressing when Bishop’s hands cover mine.
“Let me, baby girl. I want to savor everything about you.”
Slowly, Bishop strips me out of my clothes, peppering kisses over my bare skin. I lay down on the bed, watching as he peels his jacket and shirt off, followed by the rest of his outfit.
My man strides over to the bed, crawling on top of me as he kisses his way up my body. I cup his face in my hands and stare into his breathtaking blue eyes. The same blue eyes that captivated me all those weeks ago.
“I need you, Bishop,” I murmur.
“I need you too, Harlow,” he whispers before kissing me.
He sits back on his heels and runs his hands all over my body, mapping me out and making me quiver in anticipation. He starts by gliding his fingers down my shoulders, then over my breasts, stopping briefly to tweak my nipples. Lower, lower, lower his hands roam until they grasp my thighs and spread me wide open.
Bishop dips two fingers into my slit, groaning when he feels how wet I am. He rubs my clit and plunges two fingers into my pulsing, wet hole while I writhe beneath him. Bishop withdraws his fingers and wipes my honey over my lips before kissing it off. I swear I almost come from that alone.
I wiggle my hips, trying to get him where I need him most. Bishop takes the hint and reaches down, positioning his cock at my entrance. He surges forward, hitting the end of me in one long thrust.
“Fuck, Harlow,” he groans.
I whimper and nod my head in agreement. Bishop claims my mouth again, sucking on my tongue while pulling out and setting a frantic pace.
My legs tighten around his hips, and my hands grip the tight muscles in his back. I hang on to this powerful beast as he fucks me with rough strokes, imprinting himself on me, in me, for all time. No one will ever make me feel this way. No one but my Bishop. My love.
I feel his mouth on my neck and his thumb circling my clit. Gasping for air, my spine arches, lifting me off the bed as I dig my nails into his back. My orgasm is right there, so close; my muscles stretch as my body reaches out for it…
Bishop pinches my clit, and I explode, crying out his name as my pussy spasms around him, trying to suck him in deeper.
“Jesus, you feel incredible, coming around my cock like a good girl. Let’s see if I can get you to do it again.”
With that, Bishop stands up and pulls me with him, tugging me toward the nearest wall. My pussy clenches just thinking about what he has in mind. He spins me around so I’m facing the wall, my back to his front. His hands skim up and down my body, stroking my skin and keeping me right on edge.
“Hands on the wall, Harlow,” he whispers into my neck before biting the skin there and licking away the sting. I do as he says and am rewarded with his fingers in my pussy, circling my clit and making me leak my juices all over his hand. “I’m going to make you come so hard. So fucking hard. You make me crazy with need, baby girl.”
I moan at his words, rubbing my ass against him over and over. Bishop snarls, biting me again. It hurts so good, and I love knowing he feels this need to mark me. He kisses the skin tenderly and runs his nose up and down the same spot.
“After you’re so thoroughly fucked you can’t even move, I’m going to kiss it all better, I promise. I’ll always take care of you. Always, Harlow.”
This is my Bishop. Sexy, dominating, and a bit rough. But somehow also gentle, sweet, and caring. He’s perfect and all mine. Forever.
Slowly his cock sinks inside me. I feel pain and pleasure, ecstasy and agony. He stretches me out with his thick dick, sliding it along my walls as he pushes forward ever so much. There’s so much tension wrapped up in my muscles I feel like I might just burst. When he thrusts all the way up inside of me, I do just that. I climax unexpectedly around his cock, my pussy snapping around him and pulling him deeper inside me.
“I’m not done with you yet,” he rasps in my ear before biting my neck and kissing away the sting.
