Page 83 of Without Bound
He lifts me up and sets me down on the counter and stands between my legs. Our eyes have adjusted and now we stare at one another, our features shrouded in darkness. His hands smooth along my jaw and his fingers dive into my hair. The roots are tugged and my head is jerked back until my neck stretches to look up at him.
“Do you want me to make you feel better, baby girl?”
“Yes,” I whisper and Bishop licks my lips.
He growls when I stick my tongue out to meet his, the tips brushing against each other. I lean into him and lick a line up his neck much like he did mine. Ido it again and finish with a bite to his earlobe.
My hair is fisted in his hand and he yanks my head to the side. “Are you hungry, my little butterfly? I can give you something to lick if you are.”
I bite my lip and slide off the counter and straight down onto my knees. My hands smoothly pull his zipper down and he watches me with eager attentiveness. The jeans fall open and I reach inside of his boxers and circle my hand around his thick cock.
I stroke him and he hisses his pleasure. I grip the base and bring him to my lips. My tongue swirls around the throbbing head, swiping at the bead of precum that has leaked. The saltiness thrills my taste buds and I want more.
My lips spread wide as I take him in as far back as I can. The bite of pain makes me wet and I squeeze my thighs together. I moan and he twitches in my mouth. My head moves and glides back and forth, saliva dripping from the corners. I set a pace and hear Bishop’s breathing turn shallow.
“Do you want me to pull out?” he chokes out between groans.
I shake my headnobut don’t stop even for a second to answer with words. I take a deep breath then slide down, down, down until my gag reflex reacts. I swallow him down and use my tongue to massage the sensitive underside.
Bishop’s body grows tense and then a large palm lands on either side of my face. I drop my grip on him, relax my jaw, and let him fuck my face until he’s coming down my throat. I drink him until he’s drained and his body relaxes. He’s barely pulled himself from my mouth when I’m being lifted from the floor and pulled in for a deep kiss.
“God, I love you,” she mumbles against my mouth.
I smile and my heart beats triple time. “I love you, cariño.”
He pulls back and finds my eyes in the dark and asks, “Are you okay?” I nod and he swipes my bottom lip. “We better get back out there before someone comes looking for us. Remember. There’s nothing to worry about. Everything will be fine.”
He tucks himself into his pants and with one last kiss, he slowly opens the door, looking out into the hallway before stepping out and closing the door behind him.
I search the wall for the switch and flip it on. I look in the mirror and immediately scrunch my face when I see my haggard reflection. The small bit of makeup I was wearing is smeared under my eyes. I wipe it clean and then put on some lip gloss before washing my hands and stepping out from the bathroom.
“Woah,” a voice says when I smack straight into a body.
“Sorry,” I breathe and look up into the judging eyes of CeCe.
She stares at me with a hardened expression and it’s nothing like the caring ones she gave me just a couple of weeks ago. I wait for her to say something but all she does is exhale a heavy breath and side steps past me.
I hang my head, my heart aching at what seems like her rejection, and shuffle back into the living area where everyone congregates.
I put on the best smile I can manage for the rest of the evening then say goodbye under the pretense of going back to my dorm, when I really drive straight to Bishop’s where he meets me ten minutes later.
His home is our haven and the only place we don’t face judgment. I want to live here forever.
28
Bishop
I light the last candle and check that everything is perfect before starting the music. Candles are lit, flowers are placed in several vases around the room and large pillows arranged on the floor and either side of the ottoman. I set a large wooden tray on top of the ottoman to steady the food that I will bring out once she’s here.
I dim the lamps and step over to my record player and carefully drop the needle.Heaven Helpby Lenny Kravitz begins to play a soft melody and I rub my hands together, knowing everything is set for a surprise for my little butterfly.
This week has been exhausting for her with midterms already upon us. I insisted that she stay in her dorm this week and just focus on her studies. She wasn’t very happy about it, but I promised her a surprise when she was finished.
I check my watch and see that she should be here any minute. I rush up to my bedroom and swish some mouthwash one last time. I hear the doorbell ring before my foot can hit the last step to the second floor.
I bounce down the steps curious as to why she didn’t just use the code and come in like she usually does, but when I open the door, Anais isn’t the one standing there.
“Nix?”
