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Only what I crash into isn’t as hard as I was expecting. Bishop wraps his arms around me with the force knocking us both to the ice with a grunt.
“I’m so sorry,” I say in a rushed breath. I open my eyes to find myself on top of Bishop, looking down.
“Forgot how to stop?” he chuckles, his brown eyes sparkling with humor and something else.
I should move, roll off him, and get to my feet. But I don’t. I stay there on top of him, his arms still wrapped around me, holding me to his body.
My eyes flick between his as my pulse picks up, my breaths coming out in little pants. He stares at me with such intensity, it makes me want to squirm.
I want him to kiss me so bad right now, and when he licks his lips, a low whimper escapes me. His chest heaves as a low rumbling sound emits from his throat.
“Il mio cuore.” His voice is deep and husky, making my core clench. “Tell me no. Because if you don’t, I’m going to kiss these fucking tempting lips of yours.”
I don’t dare say anything, my ears ringing, my mind hazy. I feel like I’m going to pass out if he doesn’t kiss me right now.
With a pained groan, he growls, “Fuck it.” His large hand comes up, cradling the back of my head as he crashes his lips to mine.
His lips are soft and warm. They feel perfect against mine.
Everything around me goes still, and the only thing I can hear is the sound of my beating heart and our mixed moans of pleasure. I part my lips, letting him slip his tongue in and over mine.
Bishop is quick to take control, and I hand it over to him freely. He flips us, pinning me against the ice under him as he kisses me hungrily.
My hands thread through his soft silky strands, grabbing handfuls and pulling him tightly as I push my lips harder against him. I need him so badly in this moment, afraid that if there's even an inch of space, he will disappear.
I’m only in a hoodie and leggings, him in his hockey jacket and jeans, so I can feel his hard cock pressed against my pussy as he grinds down into me. The hardness against my clit makes me moan, tugging harder at his hair.
“Fucking hell, Lilly,” Bishop growls, breathing heavily as he breaks the kiss. “What are you doing to me?” he asks, but doesn’t give me a chance to answer—if I was even meant to at all—before he’s kissing me again. I’m clawing at him, desperate for more. I’m about to flip us back over and grind against him when we hear the voices of other people entering the building.
He pulls away from me and looks down, his eyes glazed over with lust. “We’ll talk about this later,” he murmurs, and I nod, eyes widening in disbelief at what just happened.
His eyes search mine. “Just tell me one thing. Do you regret it?”
I shake my head, unable to find the words right now. He gives me a relieved look and presses his warm lips to my forehead before rolling off me.
I lay there for a moment, catching my breath and wondering if I’m dreaming. Bishop gets to his feet and holds his hand out to me. I take it, letting him pull me to mine. We crash together again, and he steadies me. “We’ve got to stop meeting like this,” he chuckles.
“Why?” is all I ask, making him laugh harder.
“Oh, il mio cuore.” He shakes his head and moves back, letting me go “I, ah, need a moment,” he says, scratching the back of his head and looks down.
I bite my lower lip when I see the bulge in his pants. “Might be a good idea. Don’t want to freak out the kids.” I giggle and he groans, putting his hands over his face.
“World’s worst timing.”
“I didn’t mind it,” I whisper, my whole body humming, my heart so damn full. But I still feel those nervous flutters, wondering if he’s going to think it was a mistake.
He removes his hands from his face and gives me a look that has my belly fluttering. Gripping my face between his hands, he presses a firm kiss against my lips. “If we were anywhere else but here, that kiss wouldn’t have ended so soon,” he grumbles. “I’ll be back,” he tells me before turning around and skating off the ice.
Bringing my hand to my lips, I smile like an idiot. I’m so happy, I could cry. Because this time, I wasn’t asked to forget about it, or told that it was a mistake. Bishop wants me, and he kissed me again like he couldn’t get enough.
Right now, I don’t care about anything else but Bishop and that kiss.
That is, until I skate over to go greet the parents and find a few of them talking to Toby.
What is he doing here?
Tobias
