Chapter 11
Lillianna
Bishop lowers me down, placing my feet onto the bathroom floor.
My pulse is erratic, heart beating wildly in my chest as I stare up at this sinfully sexy man.
How is he all mine?
His big, calloused hands reach up, cupping my face. I bite my lower lip as I stare up at his rich brown eyes. “Hi,” I whisper, suddenly feeling shy.
The corner of his lips quirk up in a smile. “Hi, il mio cuore, ” he murmurs. His thumb brushes against my cheekbone.
I take a shuddering breath, closing my eyes as I lean my cheek into his touch.
“Are you okay?” he asks, and god, I love that he’s checking on me.
“Better than okay.” My eyes flutter open, and I know he can see the desire I have for him shining brightly back.
There's this pressure deep inside me, this growing need for him.
“Don’t go getting all shy on me now, baby girl,” he chuckles. Reaching behind me, he pulls the strap to my bikini, unraveling the knot that’s tying it in place.
The strings hang at my side, the top just barely covering my breasts. My nipples grow tight as my breathing picks up, the anticipation making a mess of my stomach.
He steps closer, forcing my head back to look up at him. His eyes lock onto mine as his hand slowly trails up my bare back. I force down a whimper, swallowing harder.
Fingers brush against my sensitive skin, making goose bumps break out over my body.
With an intense look of hunger, he holds my stare as he reaches for the string that's tied behind my neck, the only thing holding the scrap of fabric in place.
Pulling it free, the top falls from my breasts to the ground. Bishop takes a step forward, pressing my skin against his naked chest.
Moving his hips forward, he grinds his thick erection against my belly, and this time, I don’t hold back my whimper.
A low growl rumbles in his chest, making my arousal drench my swim bottoms.
Still, no words are spoken as the hand near my neck clasps the back of it, his fingers tangling into my hair. My eyes flick between his as he lowers his mouth to mine.
With a hungry growl, he kisses me. Moaning, I part my lips, allowing his tongue in, and it immediately tangles with mine.
My head spins as the kiss grows frantic.
Arms lifting, I wrap them around his neck, fingers grabbing at his hair as I kiss him back just as intensely.
He grunts, grabbing the back of my thighs and lifting me up into his arms.
Wrapping my legs around him, I use the heels of my feet to push at his swim trunks, needing them off, needing to feel his cock against my soaked center.
Knowing what I’m trying to do, Bishop gives me a hand and shoves them down and off his body.
Now that his cock is free, I shamelessly grind my wet pussy against his hot, smooth, velvety shaft.
“Fuck, Lilly,” he groans, his breaths heavy against my lips.
“Please,” I whimper, nipping at his bottom lip. “I need you.”
“You have me,” he replies, walking us over to the shower.
His lips are on mine again as he blindly searches for the shower knobs.
He turns one, and down comes freezing cold water.
We break apart, him with a curse and me with a squeal.
“Fuck, shit, sorry.” He quickly rushes to make the water warm as my wet, naked body clings to him for warmth.
I laugh, burying my face into his neck.
“Something funny, Shorty?” He chuckles, too, his hand coming down on my ass, making a loud crack echo off the shower walls.
I moan, rocking my hips against his cock. “Nope.” I pull back to look at him, a playful grin on my face.
“Just for that, you're going to have to wait.” He raises a brow.
My smile drops.
“Wait for what?” I ask as he lowers me down to sit on the shower bench.
“For my cock.” He grins, backing up and switching on the waterfall shower heads. The shower cascades down on us, the warmth making me relax.
“And what are you going to do to make me wait? Just stand there?”
“Maybe.” He shrugs.
Biting my lip, I part my thighs slowly, scooting my butt to the edge of the bench, allowing my man a full view of my dripping cunt.
“Fuck me,” he hisses
“Thought you were gonna make me wait?” I taunt back, my hand gliding down between my legs.
I watch as his chest starts to rise and fall quickly, his eyes akin to that of a wild predator’s as they lock onto my pussy.
“Forget what I said,” he groans. “I was a stupid, stupid man.”
He takes a step forward, but I hold my hand up for him to stop. “Not so fast. If you were going to make me wait, it’s only fair I return the sentiment.”
My fingers find my swollen clit, and I whimper, adding pressure as I slowly rub circles.
“Lilly,” he groans like he’s in pain.
“Watch.” My breath hitches as I slip my fingers into my slick opening. I’m not sure where this braveness is coming from, but the fire in Bishop’s eyes as he watches me thrust my fingers in and out of myself like my cunt has him in some sort of trance, giving me a burst of confidence.
So, as he stands there in all his naked glory, I fuck myself with my fingers until I’m a panting mess.
Bishop stands still, cock hard and pointing straight at me, unable to take his eyes off what I'm doing.
I let my eyes roam his body, using him as my own in-person porn as I take in every curve of his tattooed muscles, his chest, arms, abs, all the way down to his cock.
It’s so damn big.
The thought of having him thrusting deep inside me has me working my fingers faster, pumping in and out before coming back up to play with my clit.
Just as I’m about to cum, Bishop grabs his cock, giving it a stiff jerk. “Cum, Lilly. Fucking soak your fingers with your sweet release,” he growls.
I’m barely holding on as it is, and his dirty words push me right over the edge.
Tipping my head back, I close my eyes, brows pinched as I cum hard, my orgasm washing over me in waves.
My pussy clamps around my fingers like a vice, pulsing around them. And I wish more than anything in this moment it was his cock I was shattering around instead.
Lips parting on a moan, my release shakes through my entire body.
“So fucking hot,” he murmurs in awe. “Do you know how fucking incredible you are?”
My eyes flutter open, cheeks heating as my breathing comes out in heavy pants while my head continues to spin from my climax.
The way he looks at me like I’m the sexiest thing he’s ever seen, makes me giddy.
Pulling my fingers free from my pussy, I hold them out. “Clean me up?” I ask, trying to sound all innocent, when we both know anything that’s about to happen is going to be as far from innocent as it can get.
With a growl, he stalks towards me, snatches my wrist, and brings my fingers to his mouth. Holding my gaze, he sucks my release clean from my fingers.
“So fucking sweet,” he moans as he pulls them free. Arousal drips from my cunt, mixing with the water.
“You know what would be sweeter?” I ask, licking my lips.
“What's that?” He leans forward, his hand pressed against the tile wall. He looms over me, looking down like he has me right where he wants me.
“If you kept your word and cleaned me up.” He grins at my brattiness. I love how his nostrils flare at my cheekiness. “And, you know... get me dirty again.”
Bishop’s chuckle is low and husky. He knows what I’m doing.
He nods his head, moving to take a step back. “Alright.”
Helping me to my feet, I stand on shaky legs. I thought he would get on his knees and clean me up that way. Like, I was really hoping he would.
But no, the asshole actually washes my hair and body.
If I wasn't so damn horny, I’d find it really sweet how he handles me with care.
Feeling a little disappointed, I go to step out of the shower once all the soap has washed away.
I don’t get far when Bishop grabs my wrist, pulling me back into the shower. I stumble, my back colliding with his chest.
He wraps his arm around me, holding me in place. I whimper when I feel his hard cock nuzzle its way between my ass cheeks.
“Where do you think you're going, il mio cuore ?” he murmurs.
My breath hitches, his lips trailing up my throat.
“N-nowhere,” I breathe out, eyes fluttering closed as I tilt my head to the side.
He chuckles, making his chest vibrate. “No. You're not. Because I’m not done with you, Baby Girl. Not even close.”
The moan that leaves my lips when he bites down on my neck rings loud in my ears. Arousal drips down my thighs as the fire in my belly burns brighter. I want him so damn bad, and if he doesn’t get inside me soon, I might get down on my knees to beg.
Bishop spins me around, and within seconds, I’m in his arms, pressed against the shower wall. I gasp, head leaning against the tiles.
He tucks his face into my neck, breathing me in with a pained groan. “Do you understand how much I fucking love you, Lillianna? How every fiber of my being craves you.” He nips at my throat, and I rock my hips, needing his thick cock inside me. “I fucking need you, il mio cuore, ” he moans, running his nose up the curve of my jaw.
“Then take me,” I plead, my eyes flicking between his as my breathing quickens. “Please, Bishop. I don’t want sweet and slow right now. That's not who we are. I just want you. Raw, real passion.”
“Are you sure?” he asks, face softening. “I don’t want you to think I’m just in this for sex, Lilly. I want to treat you how you deserve, to show you I love you.”
Ugh, this man. How could anyone think of him as anything but a teddy bear?
“I know you don’t want me for just sex.” I laugh. “I’m not sure what would give you the impression that I would. And I know you love me.” I reach up and brush his wet hair from his face. “If there's something you do that I don’t like, I’ll let you know. But don’t treat me like I’m some delicate flower. I’m not. I might be small, but...” I bite my lip. “I think you’ve awakened a beast.”
His grin turns feral. “Oh really? How so?”
“I want you. All the time. One look at you, or Toby, has my panties fucking melting. And watching you play?” I scoff. “I don’t even stand a chance of sitting through a practice or a game and staying dry.”
He laughs, pressing his forehead to mine. “I love you.”
“I love you too. Now, fuck me.” I grin. “With no condom. I want to feel you, Bishop, every inch of your hot, thick cock. I want to feel you pulsing inside me, filling me up with every last drop of your cum.”
“Fucking hell,” he growls, his eyes growing dark. Lips crashing into mine, I moan as I cling to him.
We’ve talked about this before. We’re both clean, I’m on birth control, and well, I’m a girl with a cum kink. A condom would just be sad.
My hands claw at his back, pussy grinding against his cock. There’s been way too much of that. I need it inside me this time.
Reaching between us, I guide the tip of his cock to my entrance. Pulling back, panting, I beg, “Please.”
He doesn’t hesitate, thrusting forward.
“Oh fuck!” he shouts, his fist banging against the wall as I scream. “Oh my god.” It comes out more of a sob as his length fucking impales me.
The stretch sends a spark of pain through my core. He’s so damn big.
“Fuck, Lilly. Did I hurt you?”
“No.” I shake my head. “I’m fine.”
“You don’t look fine.” His eyes flick between mine. “Shit,” he groans. “Nope. Not doing this. Not for your second time.”
“What do you mean?”
“Toby fucked you like an animal against the wall of the damn locker room for your first time. As much as I want to do the same to you here in the shower, it's not fucking happening.”
I’m about to protest, tell him I’m fine, that I think it’s hot for him to fuck me in the shower. Then his hands grip my ass as he holds me, carrying me to the room while his cock is still inside me.
I cling to him as he kneels on the bed, moving us until we’re in the center before he lays me on my back.
“What are you doing?” I ask, voice barely a whisper.
“Giving you a damn bed like you deserve,” he murmurs.
He kisses me, and I mewl as he starts to rock into me. He drags his cock all the way out, nice and slow, before thrusting back in deep. Again and again, he fucks me.
It’s not soft and sweet, but it’s not wild either.
It’s amazing. My body is on fire, humming with every snap of his hips, his cock gliding in and out of me, teasing my inner walls.
My body hums at his touch; the way one of his hands fists my hair, the way he kisses me deeply, the way his tongue dances with mine, his other hand grasps my breast, massaging it before he pulls at my nipple.
Pleasure spikes through my body, making me moan into the kiss.
“You feel so fucking good, baby,” he groans, gripping my hip, holding my leg up as he adjusts himself. The new position has him hitting me deeper, the tip of his cock brushing against my sweet spot over and over again.
“Oh, fuck!” I whine. “Yes. Like that. Right there.”
My back arches, pressing my tits into his chest as I enjoy every feeling of ecstasy this man is bringing to my body.
“Are you going to cum for me, Lilly? Is this pretty little cunt going to strangle my cock and soak it?” he asks, voice thick and gravely.
“Yes.” I nod frantically, another orgasm building quickly. He brings his hand between us, and I nearly lose my mind when his finger finds my sensitive clit. “Oh. Oh,” I whimper.
“That’s it, baby,” he grunts, his hips slapping against mine. “Take it. Take my fucking cock. Be a good girl, il mio cuore, and fucking cum for me.”
My eyes squeeze shut, and I gasp, nails clawing at his back as my second orgasm hits me. “Bishop!” I scream, my walls clamping down around him as I shudder under him.
“Yes. That’s it, baby, fuck. You're going to make me cum. You're so damn tight,” he grunts. “Fuck.”
I hardly get to come down from my high before he’s pulling out of me. I whimper at the loss, but then he’s flipping me over so that I’m on my hands and knees. He grips my hips, lifting my ass higher. Still weak from moments before, I let my upper half fall to the bed.
Face down, ass up.
I feel open and exposed, but the way he groans, bending down to press a kiss against my used pussy, has me shivering with pleasure.
“You wanna get fucked, Baby Girl?” he asks as the tip of his cock teases my wet slit. It's a rhetorical question because as soon as the words leave his mouth, he’s pushing his cock back inside me, thrusting back forward, hard.
I scream in pleasure, hands gripping the blanket as he starts to pound into me.
“Of course you do,” he growls. “Because you're my dirty girl, aren't you? You look so fucking sweet and innocent, but really, you just want our cocks don’t you, Lilly? You want to be fucked.”
“Yes!” I scream. Because I do. God, do I ever. Sex with these men is nothing short of amazing.
“Look at you,” he groans. “Taking my cock so damn good. Such a good girl. You should see it, Lilly. The way my cock looks deep inside you. It’s where I fucking belong.”
My eyes roll back every time he drives forward, his cock hitting me at a whole new angle, sending pulses of pleasure right to my core.
“Harder,” I groan.
He chuckles darkly. “You really are a naughty girl, aren't you?” he growls. “You know what naughty girls get, Lilly?”
“N-no,” I gasp.
He answers me by bringing his hand down over my ass. I moan, liking the sting of pain.
“Punished. Do you want me to punish you, Lilly?” he asks me, hand sliding up my spine.
“No. I want you to use me,” I pant out. Something inside me flips. I like his dirty words. I like the idea of him using my body for his pleasure, to know how good I make him feel.
He groans, hand stopping where my neck meets my shoulder. He presses down, pinning me to the bed as his body leans over mine.
He brings his lips to my ear. “Be careful what you wish for, il mio cuore, ” he murmurs, lips brushing against the shell of my ear.
I moan, pressing my ass back, forcing him to fuck me harder, deeper.
With a growl, he starts to fuck into me with hard, punishing thrusts. I’m forced to lay there and take it, but I don’t mind.
Every delicious thrust of his hips has his cock slamming into me, hitting me just right.
The sounds that leave my mouth are unlike any I’ve made before. I’m delirious from the pleasure and maybe a little dick drunk. Because this man—this fucking man—knows what he’s doing.
“That's it, baby. Take my fucking cock. You like that, don’t you? You love how I stretch this tight little cunt so good. Fuck, your pussy is heaven. I want to live inside you. I’m gonna fill you up, Lilly, gonna make you fucking drip with my cum.”
His words send a wave of heat right down to my core, making me grip his cock.
“Good girl, strangle my cock. God. Damnit. Lilly, fuck!” he hisses, both hands grasping my hips in a bruising grip.
I sob into the pillow, the pleasure almost too much to handle. Every time I get to the edge, about to tumble over, he slows his pace, making me whimper and whine.
He groans. “Shhh. I got you, baby.”
“Please, Bishop. I need to cum.”
“I know you do. And you will. But not until I tell you to,” he growls, slapping my ass.
I moan, thrusting my ass back, needing more.
He keeps this little game going for far longer than my body can take. My arousal is dripping down my thighs, my clit swollen and aching. I need the release, or I think I might go out of my mind.
“Please. Please, Bishop,” I sob.
“You're doing so good, baby. So fucking good. You need to cum, don’t you?”
“Yes, so bad. Please let me cum,” I beg him, my body trembling, unable to hold myself up anymore.
“Then cum for me, il mio cuore, ” he demands.
He starts to fuck me hard and deep again. When he reaches around me, bringing his fingers to my clit, it only takes a few rubs before I’m free-falling.
“Oh fuck!” I scream, my body tense as I start to shake violently beneath him. I cum hard. So hard that my eyes roll back, and the air gets ripped from my lungs, making me gasp.
Stars burst behind my eyes, a feeling of pure euphoria taking hold of me.
It’s all too much, yet not enough. So much is going on with my body right now, it has my mind spinning
“Fuck!” His words come out choked.
He pulls out and flips me over onto my back again. “What are you doing?” I ask my words more of a slur. I’m so dick drunk. I don’t think I’ve ever cum three times so close together. If he wants another one from me, I think I might cry. Is there such a thing as too much pleasure?
He moves back between my legs, and I whimper as he slides back inside me. “I want to see your face as I cum inside you, Lilly,” he grunts, his thrusts slow and deep.
My eyes are heavy-lidded, little whimpers leaving me with every thrust. I’m sensitive to touch, still not fully down from the high of my climax as he continues to fuck me.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, baby,” he groans. “So sexy. So perfect. Fuck!” His eyes roll back. “So mine.” The last word is a growl before he thrusts into me one last time, his body tensing as he lets out a long, low groan, his cock twitching inside me.
I can feel his hot sticky cum filling me up. It sends a wave of arousal through me, making me clench, pulling a gasping groan from him.
“Look at you,” he whispers in awe, his breaths coming in quick and heavy. “Fucking perfect.”
I give him a sleepy, dopey smile. “I love you,” I murmur, reaching up to brush some of his hair off of his forehead
“And I fucking adore you.” He leans forward and kisses me hard before sitting back.
When he pulls out, I whimper, my pussy sore in the best possible way.
His eyes drop to my opening, and I see a flash of heat in his eyes. “Fuck,” he whispers, bringing his fingers to my pussy. I gasp when I feel them rubbing through the mess he made. “Seeing my cum drip out of this perfect cunt is by far the best thing my eyes have ever seen.”
“Stop it.” I laugh, moving my arm up to cover my eyes, my cheeks heating.
He chuckles. “No lies, Baby Girl. No lies.” His face softens. “How are you?”
My brows furrow. “I’m fine. Better than fine. Although, I think you broke my vagina,” I laugh.
“Really, Lilly. Did I hurt you?”
“What? No, of course not,” I reassure him. “Bishop, I’m fine. That was amazing. Better than amazing.”
“You're sure?” He rubs my thighs as his brows crease. “I just... I didn’t want to go too far.”
“I know when you found me after the locker room with Toby, I was a crying mess, but that had nothing to do with the sex. It was what came after it. I enjoyed every rough thing he did to me, every dirty word he spoke.” I shrug. “I’m not some sweet princess who wants you to make sweet love to me.” I laugh. “I like it hard. I like it dirty. And well...” I chew on my bottom lip. “I’ve found out I have a few kinks.”
His brows raise. “Oh really? What might they be?”
“Praise for sure.” I blush harder, and he grins wider.
“You like when I call you my good girl?” he murmurs, and I nod. “What else?”
I bring my fingers down between my legs and play with the cum that’s dripping out of me, pushing it back inside me. “I like this,” I whisper. “I like you filling me up, marking me as yours.”
“Fuck me, baby. You got a cum kink?” he groans. I nod.
“And a bit of a degradation kink.” Between the things he and Toby have said, I know it’s true.
“That’s a dangerous combination,” he growls. “When you have Toby and me.” He chuckles, shaking his head.
“I don’t stand a chance.” I laugh. “That’s the point.”
“My dirty girl.” He grins. He kisses me again, this time sucking my bottom lip into his mouth before pulling back. “Wait here."
“What are you doing?” I ask as he climbs off the bed.
“Going to get a bottle of water for you. Need to keep you hydrated.” He gives me a mischievous grin. “Because I’m nowhere near done with you for the night,” he chuckles. “Tomorrow is going to be a long day. But fuck, it’s gonna be worth it.”