Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 72909 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72909 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Fuck. I want him. The way my nipples feel, as though they’re getting whisked with the breeze, and the way my hips start rolling to the rhythm of his pumping, tells him how badly. He chuckles, leaving the cigarette between his lips, and walks toward me. His legs hit the side of the bed, and he takes the smoke out of his mouth.
I look up at him, my hands running up his muscular thighs. Pulling in my bottom lip, I run my tongue over it and reach for his cock.
Blowing out a cloud of smoke, he looks down at me, our eyes entranced in each other. Locked in a cell that’s sealed with lust. “Suck.” His lip curls slightly, the grin still on his face and his smoke between his thumb and pointer finger.
I look down to the tip of him, licking my lips again, and lean forward, wrapping my mouth around him securely. His precum hits the back of my throat, and I moan slightly, my tongue dancing up his long length. He grips onto my hair, piling it all on the top of my head then tugs on it, yanking my head backward. Again, I’m thanking whoever it was that saved me that day for the bullet skimming the side of my temple, and not anywhere near where any hair pulling happens.
I look up at him, my lips wrapped around him while my head bobs. He sucks on the last bit of his smoke, then turns toward the porch door and flicks it out before turning back to me and shoving me onto the bed. “Lay down.”
“Like I have a choice.” I roll my eyes.
He pins my hands above my head, spreading my legs wide open with his, and runs his nose down the side of my neck. “Mmm,” he groans, and it vibrates over my flesh before sinking into my bones. I quiver, goose bumps rolling over my skin. His grin presses against my flesh before I feel his tongue slide down my collarbone then down over my nipple. Pulling it into his mouth, he bites down roughly, and I wince.
“Bishop,” I warn, remembering how rough he can get.
“Not your place to say, Kitty. Remember that.”
“Safe word.”
“And I said fuck your safe word.” As he circles my nipple with his tongue, my eyes close and my hips rise to grind against his, needing more. More friction. Needing him inside of me, filling me until I can barely take the pain of his size.
“How will you know if it’s too far for me?” I ask, circling my pelvis into him. He raises slightly, not letting me gain any more friction or pleasure, and I have to fight just putting my hand down there and taking care of the ache myself.
He continues his travels, leaving a warm trail of goose bumps in his wake. “Guess if you die, that’s a sign.”
My eyes snap open and I lean up on my elbows. “Bishop!”
He peers up at me, hovering just over my pelvic bone, his arms rippling from holding himself up. He grins, his eyes darkening. “I’m just joking.” His tongue comes out and licks over my clit. “I think.” Letting go, I drop onto my back, my hair sprawling out everywhere. He grips onto my thigh and pushes me open wider, while his other arm hooks my thigh over his shoulder. He licks me at a perfect rhythm, never stopping, never changing. Never too fast and never too slow. Just as my stomach clenches and sweat trickles over my abs, I’m grasping onto the edge of sanity, about to fall off into my orgasm, when he stops. Everything turns cold, my entire body dropping to an icy temperature instantly.
“Agh!” I scream, getting onto my elbows. He crawls up my body, licking his lips while his eyes fuck every inch of me.
“Mine.” His hand comes to mine and he flings them over my head again, pinning me down. “Don’t fuck with me, Madison. You’re mine.” He squeezes roughly, rough enough to leave marks on my wrists, and I flinch. He smirks and then releases, flinging me onto my stomach, he rubs my ass cheek softly before whacking it hard, the loud slap breaking through the song I can still hear. Moving my hair to one side, he grabs onto my thigh and hooks it onto his hip before I feel his weight fall over my back and his cock press at my entrance.
I moan at the sudden intrusion, and his other hand comes up to the back of my neck, pressing me into place as he sinks farther and farther into me, pushing every single limit I have. Gripping onto my thigh, the tips of his fingers dig into my flesh as he pulls out of me, thrusting over my G-spot every single time and then launching into me again, my body almost flying forward. His grip on the back of my neck tightens and then loosens as he brings his body back over mine while still gripping my thigh up against his hip. He thrusts into me, circling and rubbing me deep. My pussy clenches around him, clinging on and not letting go. Every extraction, I clench harder. Lost in the way his cock presses against every single inch of my core. Owning me from the inside out.