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I wriggle; I don’t want to go back there. I know what will happen if we do. I am drunk and, I admit, a little horny. It’s a deadly combination. One that will end with me beneath Bishop as he pounds into me. I bite back a moan as images of him doing just that assault me. “Put me down,” I shout as he steps onto a busy sidewalk. I see a couple of people stare at us dumbfounded before I bury my face in Bishop’s back in embarrassment.
A palm hits my ass, and I yelp in surprise and arousal. “No. I will put you down when we get to my hotel.”
“This is a bad idea,” I mumble.
“There is no bad idea when it comes to me and you.”
I groan. There is no point fighting this. Bishop will not stop until he gets me where he wants me. I blow out a breath.
Guess this is happening.
* * *
After hailing a cab, we make it to Bishop’s hotel, which happens to only be a block from my apartment. The ride up to his penthouse is thick with tension, and inside his suite, my whole body shakes with anticipation of what is going to happen as he stares at me from across the room. I should put a stop to this. Nothing good will come from sleeping with Bishop. But damn, I’m drunk, and he looks so good. I want to climb him like a tree. I want him to explore every inch of my body like he used to. I want to be impaled on what I know is his very big dick. Bishop oozes big dick energy, and he has every right to. He has the best cock I have ever seen and had the pleasure to ride in my life.
Spinning from my position at the window, I face him. “What?”
He takes a step toward me, and my body hums. Jesus, I want him. I shouldn’t, but I do. Closing the distance between us, he lifts me with ease and traps me between the floor-to-ceiling window and his body. My legs wrap around his waist automatically, like they did a hundred times before he left me. His head dips, and his hot breath hits my ear, making me shiver. I know he notices when he chuckles.
“Always so affected by me, princess,” he growls as one hand reaches down between us and runs up my bare thigh. “I bet if I reach under this little fucking scrap of material, I will find you soaking wet.” My breath hitches as I silently beg him to do just that. He pulls back a little to look me in the eye, wordlessly asking for permission. I nod, making him smirk. His fingers trail higher and higher until they reach where I want them the most. I should be embarrassed at how wet my thong is, but I can’t bring myself to care about how much this man affects me right now.
Running a finger down the fabric, I watch as his eyes turn hooded, and he groans. “You are fucking soaked. Always so wet for me.” His voice is filled with lust, and my stomach tightens. Christ, I think he could make me come like this. I moan when he eases a finger beneath my panties and runs it along my slit. His eyes narrow in on me. “I am going to fuck you so hard, baby. Claim you in every way. I have missed your pussy. I can’t wait to stretch you out with my cock. Can’t wait to feel your cunt tighten around me as you come all over my dick.” He growls, then licks a trail up my neck. He pushes two thick fingers inside me, making me moan. “You are squeezing my fingers, and I know you are going to choke my cock. You always did fit me like a glove.” He nibbles on the delicate flesh of my neck. My stomach dips, and my legs shake. When his thumb hits my clit, I can’t hold it back any longer. I cry out as my orgasm barrels through me, my head dropping to the curve of Bishop’s neck. He chuckles. “Damn, baby girl, that was fucking hot.” He withdraws his hand, tightens his grip on me, and strides through the penthouse to what I assume is the bedroom. I am proven right when not a minute later, I am thrown down on the bed.
“I suggest you buckle up for this ride, princess. I am going to fuck you until you can’t move.”
ChapterEighteen
BISHOP
I watch my princess’s throat work as she swallows, and her eyes turn hooded with lust. My cock is harder than it’s ever been, and I can’t wait to get inside her. To claim her.
When I showed up at the club, I had every intention of showing Aria a good time. She is still angry at me and had told me not to bother going tonight. Of course, I didn’t listen. Nothing she said would keep me away from her.
I strolled inside that place with the sole purpose of publicly claiming my woman, only to freeze when I spotted her on the dance floor grinding against some asshole with his hands all over her. I saw red, and without even thinking about it, I charged through the crowds and ripped him away from her. He is lucky that’s all I did, and I didn’t beat his ass for daring to touch what is mine. Had my princess not looked so scared, I may have. Visions of his hands on Aria assault my mind, and I grit my teeth, shaking the images away before I go back to that club and break his fucking fingers. Asshole deserves it.
Focusing back on the girl in front of me, I slowly remove all my clothes before pushing my boxer briefs down my thighs. My cock springs free, more than ready to get reacquainted with the woman who owns him. “Strip,” I growl as I palm my dick. Aria’s gaze snaps from my length to my eyes, and I smirk. “You ready to be stretched wide open, baby?”
“I forgot how big youactuallyare,” she whispers. “I am basically a born-again virgin. There has been no one since you.” Her words are like music to my ears, although I have heard them before. It’s like on some level, she knew I would be back for her, and she waited for me.
“Neither have I, princess. My cock is very happy that he is going to be sliding into your tight pussy again.”
She moans as she shifts and pulls her dress over her head, making me happy that she is following my orders and is not going to fight me every step of the way. Next to go are her stupidly high heels, followed by her wet thong. I make a mental note to keep that little scrap of lace. You know, as a little keepsake for when we’re apart.
She lays back on the bed like a sacrifice—my sacrifice—and my eyes roam over her beautiful body. I groan. Christ, I have missed her. “Spread your legs, princess, I want to see your wet cunt,” I grunt as I stroke myself harder. If I am not careful, I am going to come way before I am ready. Aria does as I say, giving me a prime view of her glistening pussy. “Good girl.” I then climb onto the bed.
Wrapping my hands around her thighs, I pull her toward me, my head dipping down between her thighs. I run my tongue through her wet slit, my eyes rolling to the back of my head at the taste of her. She tastes even better than I remember. She tastes like mine.
Aria squirms under my ministrations, and I clamp down harder on her thighs. “Stop moving, baby girl. I am going to eatmypussy, and then, I am going to ram my cock so far inside you, you will never get me out.” She stills, making me smirk before I thrust my tongue in her tight pussy. I eat her like I’m a starving man, and she is my last meal. I lick her cunt until she is a shaking, screaming mess. Just as I feel her climax crest, I replace my tongue with my fingers and wrap my lips around her clit. That does it. Her orgasm barrels through her, and she cries out as she…squirts? Fuck yeah, she does. “You just squirted, baby girl,” I rasp in awe, my fingers still working her pussy as she soaks me and the sheets.
Her body slumps, her eyes closed before they snap open. “W-what?”
“I made you squirt, princess,” I repeat. “It was the hottest fucking thing I have ever seen. Look at the sheets; you soaked them.”
Pushing up on her elbows, she glances down to where my fingers are still in her cunt and then to the sheets. “Huh, I felt like I was going to pee myself.” Her brows furrow. “I’ve always wanted to squirt, so thanks for ticking that off my list. Now, I don’t need to ask the next man I sleep with to try and make me do it.” She grins as she says this. She is either trying to get a rise out of me by mentioning another man while in bed with me, or she is being serious. Either way, I don’t accept it.
I lunge at her, nestling myself between her thighs, and grip her chin. “Don’t ever talk about other men—ever,” I enunciate. “No other man will touch you again. I am theonlyman that gets to see you like this,” I growl possessively.
Aria throws her head back and chuckles. “So possessive. So easy to bait.”
