Page 57 of Without Bound
“My legs work, Bishop,” I tell him with a roll of my eyes.
“Sure about that?” He has a knowing look and I decide I don’t want to test that theory.
I let him carry me to the bathroom where he passes me a warm washcloth to clean up then pee –because he said he doesn’t want me getting a UTI and I didn’t even know that was possible– and he carries me back to bed.
Bishop pulls back the covers and tucks me in before sliding in behind me and spooning me in his arms. He brushes my hair away from my face and kisses my neck before breathing deep.
“Good night my little butterfly. Tomorrow we talk.”
I close my eyes and nod my head before falling into blissful sleep.
“Bishop,” I whisper and poke at his big muscled shoulder.
He moans but doesn’t move an inch. I whisper and poke one more time and it leads to another groan but no movement. I get an idea and move to straddle him. I rub my sore pussy along his slightly hardened cock and lean over, lapping at his nipple.
I make my way up to his neck and kiss it, then flick his earlobe with my tongue before taking it between my teeth.
“Hey big guy. Wake up,” I try once more and the combination of rubbing and licking has him cracking one eye open.
“You’re going the right way for a hard fuck, baby girl. If you’re sore I suggest you roll that sweet ass over.” His voice is rough and good Lord it makes me tingle.
But there is no way I am in any condition for a dick down by Bishop. It might swell shut if he tried again, so I slowly climb off of him and snuggle into the crook of his arm instead.
“Woman, your hair is everywhere.” He pushes his way through my messy mane like he’s combing through heavy forest brush.
I help him out and take it in my hand, twisting it into a messy bun as best as I can. A rubberband sits at the bottom of my purse, I’m sure, but that’s not the most pressing concern.
“I’m hungry,” I tell him with a pout and big eyes.
The look that always gets me what I want, per Uncle Nix.
“It’s the middle of the night, baby girl.”
I look at his bedside clock and see that it says four twenty-three.
“Nuh uh. It’s almost four thirty. It's early morning and my tummy is growly. I need you to feed me, big guy. Pleeeeeaase?” I beg.
He runs his hand up and down my bare back and it comes to rest on my ass. A hard squeeze and slap has me yelping, and I reach over and pinch his nipple.
“Anais,” he warns and I giggle. “Alright. I’m up. Let’s feed you. Then you’re going to feed me for waking me up so damn early.”
He takes my hand and slides it down his body and places it on his incredibly hard dick. I run my fingers against the steel velvet and he pushes his hips up.
“I don’t think I can do that again, but I’m sure you have other ideas. You can tell me all about them…over pancakes.”
“Jesus. You’re killing me. C’mon. Pancakes for my little butterfly.” The sheets get tossed off and the cool breeze from the fan kisses my body.
Goosebumps erupt across my skin and I shiver. “Cold,” I say.
He walks over to his dresser and grabs a t-shirt and pair of boxers. He slips his large legs into the openings of his boxers and walks over to me with the t-shirt. I lift my arms above my head, wiggling my fingers and waiting for him to dress me.
“Sit up, baby girl. I’ll be happy to dress you but I can’t do it while you’re lying down. Up,” he orders and I push to sit up. “Goddamn,” he whispers, his eyes roaming over my body.
The shirt slides down my arms and floats over my torso. The shirt smells of him and I never want to take it off. I lift the collar to my nose and inhale. He holds his hand out to me and I take it. He lifts me up and leads me out of the room and down the stairs.
The house is dark, only illuminated by a few lights that arerecessed into the wall as we pad down, one step at a time. We reach the second floor and he flips the light on. I squint from the bright intrusion, but blink until my eyes adjust.
“Are you sure you want pancakes? I told you last time they’re not your run of the mill kind. And I don’t use syrup.” Bishop opens a tall door, revealing a large pantry that is stocked with every healthy food imaginable.
