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ChapterThree
ARIA
I can’t breathe.
Bishop has his hand wrapped around my throat as he pounds into me. He hasn’t completely cut off my airways, but he may as well have. It’s so intense, so animalistic. I see stars.
He wasn’t lying when he said I didn’t know who I was dealing with.
He is an animal in bed.
The best sex I have ever had.
I have only been with two men before Bishop, but I can honestly say that they pale in comparison.
It took longer than I thought it would to get him into bed, but I knew my perseverance would pay off. And damn did it pay off.
He fucks me with abandon. Like I am his personal fuck toy. And I love it.
“Bishop,” I wheeze.
His eyes gleam, and he flexes his fingers. “You like that, don’t you, princess? You like me owning your tight little cunt. Your pussy is mine. You’re mine,” he growls, releasing my throat. Reaching down, he rubs circles on my clit, ramming into me so fast, so deep, I swear I can feel him in my stomach. My stomach tightens, my thighs shake, and then I am calling out his name as I explode around him, my pussy clamping down on his shaft so hard, it prompts his own orgasm. Bishop stills, his cock jerking inside me as he coats me with his release.
Slumping back on my pillows, I sigh contentedly. Bishop pulls out of me and rolls to the side, pulling me into his body and kissing my temple. “Good job your parents are out of town, princess. I think the whole city heard you screaming my name.”
I chuckle. It’s become our thing. When my parents are away, we always end up fucking in my bed. When they are home, we find other ways to be with each other. Hotel rooms. My friends’ empty apartments. My sister’s penthouse in Wellington. But it’s started to feel seedy to me. I want to come out to my parents, tell them we are together, but Bishop keeps delaying it. He told me he doesn’t want to lose his job. I understand. To an extent. I just thought I was more important.
“If that’s the case, then surely my brother will be arriving here at any second to confront us.”
Bishop sighs. “It’s not your brother that I am worried about.”
I search his face, then cup his cheeks as I press a kiss to his nose. “It will be okay, baby. My parents are understanding and just want me to be happy. And you make me happy. We just need to tell them.”
He strokes a finger down my cheek. “We will, princess. I just need some time.”
We have been in New York for a week, and my mama arrived home from filming a couple of days ago. Although my parents were frequent visitors in Wellington, I missed having them around. My mama and father adore Baron, and I know they are happy that we are back.
“So, you are going for a walk around Central Park?” Mama asks as she smiles down at her grandson in his stroller.
“Yeah. I figured it’s time to stop hiding and get out there.” I sigh. I have taken Baron outside, but we have only ventured as far as the roof terrace of our Upper East Side penthouse. It’s time to pull up my big girl pants and get out in the city. It’s not fair or healthy to keep him cooped up in here, no matter how big the place is. There is still that worry of being spread across the tabloids and ofhimseeing the pictures, but I have to stop letting the fear of that hold me back. Don’t get me wrong, I would like him to know he has a son, but not via the national press.
“Let me come with you?” Mama says, dragging me from my thoughts.
I shake my head. “It will be a media circus if you come to the park. You will be recognized straight away, and before we know it, our faces will be splashed across gossip rags for all to see.”
Mama sighs as she steps toward me. “Would it be so bad? The world is going to find out someday that you have a son.”
“It’s not the world I am worried about,” I murmur. I am not embarrassed about my situation. It’s just that I am not ready for my story to be put out in the world for everyone to talk about. And it will. The press will have a field day with the fact that a Maxwell has a secret baby. And even more so now. The interest in our family has still not died down after the whole Thalia and Theo storm. I don’t want Baron to be subjected to something like that.
Mama’s eyes soften as she searches my face. “He is going to find out one day that he is a father. Whether that day is today or in another couple of years, he deserves the truth. Don’t hide because you fear him finding out.”
I swipe at a tear that has fallen. “I’m not scared. I just don’t want him to find out through the press. If he had the decency to contact me, I would tell him straight away. But he hasn’t. I don’t even know if he is in the country, whether he is…” I swallow at the thought, “dead or alive. I didn’t even know his real name.” I laugh, but it’s humorless.
Mama sighs before wrapping me up in her arms. “It’s okay, bambina. Everything will work out as it should,” she whispers into my hair. I want to believe her, but it’s been so long. If he can stay away this long, then I doubt he will ever come back.
Pulling out of her embrace, I smile. “I’m going to go before I change my mind.”
She grins. “Make sure you take Edward with you. And be safe.” She moves over to the stroller. “Nonna loves you, bambino.” She presses a kiss to Baron’s face before shooting me ayou-have-got-thislook and leaving the room.
