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“Get on your back,” he growled, and I instantly rolled over, lifting myself onto the bed. He held my gaze as he pulled his cut and shirt off and tossed them onto the bed beside me before he began working off his belt. My mouth was almost watering as I waited for him to drop his jeans. I wanted so badly to see the big cock I knew he had hidden behind his zipper spring free.
I’d seen it that first day we met when he’d just gotten out of the shower.
I’d felt it as he’d pinned me to the wall, demanding to know who I was, ready to be whoever the hell he wanted me to be.
His pants fell with a thud, and he instantly reached for his cock, running his hand the length of it, stroking it. I looked up, meeting his eyes. They were already watching me with an intensity that made my toes curl.
“Once I get inside you, that’s it, that pussy becomes mine,” he warned, only making me wetter. “There’s no going back. We get on this road, and we ride it together. You understand?”
This was Bishop’s version of romance. This was his grand gesture, his declaration.
And while it wasn’t your typical, sweet words and flowers, I understood how important those words were and what they meant coming from him.
And that warmed me through to my core.
“I want you. All of you. Everything,” I told him honestly. “If you’ll have me, I want to be yours.”
He stepped forward, reaching for my face and grasping it in his hands. Leaning down, he pressed a gentle but firm kiss to my lips, our tongues battling one another. I could taste myself on his tongue. It was erotic and new, and when I reached up and grabbed his neck, wanting more, I felt his cock at my entrance.
The head brushed against my clit as he used his hips to press it forward.
I moaned against his lips, twisting my hips, lifting them, hoping to find the right—
I gasped as he suddenly thrust his hips forward, his cock slamming deep inside me. His hands slipped from around my face, one moving to my neck while the other reached down between us, his thumb flicking over my clit as he drove himself in and out, stretching my hole.
I leaned back, bracing my hands behind me on the bed to keep me sitting up. My head fell back, my hair cascading down my back, while Bishop squeezed my throat a little tighter. Not hard enough to cut off the air, but enough to let me know I belonged to him.
And I fucking loved it.
I bit my lip and lifted my hips, meeting each thrust, his cock seeking that sweet spot inside me that would set me off.
“Give me your voice, Shay. I want to hear it,” he growled just as he slammed his dick inside me again and pressed his thumb a little harder to my clit.
I let go.
“Bishop! Yes!”
“That’s it. Good girl.” The unexpected praise had my mouth falling open, and I looked up at him as he smirked. “You like being my good girl, Shay? You like obeying me?”
He knew my natural reaction was always to fight back. I hated being told what to do, but he wanted me to give in to him.
I licked my lips, my eyes rolling back as the pleasure began to mount, a warm rush washing through me, my orgasm moments away. “Yes. I’ll do whatever you say. Please.”
Suddenly, he pulled back, his hands at my waist, flipping my body over so I was flat on my stomach. His hand hooked under my knee and bent my leg up onto the bed, manipulating my body to give himself better access and slipping back inside.
I threw my head back as he slowly pushed his length back into me, filling me so fucking perfectly before pulling out and doing it all over again. His hands pinched at my hips, pushing me further into the bed.
“Bishop,” I moaned, leaning forward, burying my face into the comforter. “God, please.”
“What do you want, baby?” he crooned, once again getting his hand between my thighs and plucking the sensitive little bud like he was playing a guitar.
“I want to come,” I whispered, feeling sweat building at the back of my neck and down the center of my back. I was hot, burning up, my body so fucking alight with passion and sex and a little desperation as I sought an orgasm that seemed to be hovering on the brink.
And I knew he was doing it on purpose, changing the speed of his thrusts to keep me balanced right there on the edge.
“I didn’t hear you,” he demanded, his shaky tone letting me know he was right there with me. He pounded harder, faster, his fingers now strumming at my clit almost painfully. I struggled to breathe, my limbs shaking as the electricity inside me began to spread. “I said I didn’t hear you,” he snapped on a powerful thrust.
Suddenly, there was a finger pushing against my ass, pressing against the tight hole, and that new sensation forced a loud moan from deep in my throat. “Yes. Yes. I want to come!”
