Chapter 13 Asante
ASANTE
After spending most of the night on the phone with Nadira moving around content and reaching out to well known people I was shocked when Bishop called me and asked me to pick him up from a random hole in the wall bar I’d never been too but I locked up my office and went to get him.
When I picked him up he was obviously a little inebriated. All of his brothers were standing outside of the bar with him and I waved at them as Bishop hopped in the car. I rolled the window down.
“Y’all good to get home?” I asked.
“Yeah. Xavia is going to get me and Knight,” King announced.
“Rook?”
“Sydney is on the way,” he said.
“Alright. If you need someone to get you from there, call me or Bishop.”
“Alright, man. Have a good night.”
“You too.”
I rolled my window up and pulled off. Quiet music played and it was obvious Bishop was lost in his thoughts but honestly I was too far in my own head to try to pull anything from him.
Rook was out there waiting for Sydney to pick him up from the bar while he was married to Winnie.
That was what Bishop and I had to look forward to, drunken nights together after he was out with his brothers, moments stolen at night and kisses hidden from any camera that could ruin his family’s reputation.
“We going to your place or mine?” Bishop asked after a beat.
“Mine.”
“Alright.” He yawned and nodded.
Then, he put some music on and we rode the rest of the way in silence.
Outside of my crib, I hopped out and waited for Bishop to get out just to make sure he wasn’t drunker than I’d thought he was. I held the door open for him to file in first and locked up behind us.
I didn’t even get to turn around good before Bishop was pushing my body against the door and slamming his mouth against mine. I melted into him immediately. There wasn’t subtle seduction to be had.
There were nights when we took things slow but this was obviously not about to be one of them.
There was a burning desire inside each of us that had us desperately pulling at each other’s clothes until we were both naked and admiring each other’s bodies.
I didn’t think I’d ever get tired of seeing Bishop naked.
He was lean and muscular and fuck I just wanted to lick every inch of him.
I leaned in to do just that and licked up the side of his throat before nipping at it. Bishop hissed through his teeth and one of his hands closed around my throat. His grasp tightened around it and he held on to it while he leaned in and kissed along the top of my chest.
“Fuck.”
I cursed as his tongue traced a circle around one of my nipples then the other. He kissed down the middle of my chest then licked his way back up in a quick trail. Then, he kissed my jaw before my mouth again.
I could feel his hard dick pressed against me and the feeling had my own dick getting harder by the second.
I pulled away from our kiss to lick my hand, reach down and grip his dick.
He hissed against my mouth and gripped my hips.
His nails dug in and we stared in each other’s eyes as I stroked him.
When a little bit of precum gathered at the head I ran my thumb through it and stroked it down my own dick.
“Come on.” Bishop pecked my mouth then grabbed both of my hands in his and pulled me backwards toward the bedroom.
As soon as we were inside of it, I got ready to give this man the head of his life.
There was something about having a man that was usually calm and collected like Bishop coming apart above you that gave you a confident boost. I loved doing anything that felt good to him but fuck sucking his dick was at the top of my list.
I started to get on my knees but stopped when he grabbed my upper arm and pushed me lightly to the bed.
“I just want to be inside of you, baby,” he said simply.
I kissed him one last time and nodded then walked over to the bed and climbed on to it while Bishop grabbed the lube from the bedside table.
I laid out on my back, my arms stretched out at my sides.
My mouth damn near watered while I watched Bishop stroke lube on to his hard dick and it bobbed as he climbed on the bed with me. He ran his hands up my body from my dick up my waist and over my chest. He raked his nails down the same trail and my hips jerked when he got to the base of my dick.
“Roll over, A.” He leaned in and kissed my hips.
I immediately did as I was told.
“Hips up or down?” I asked.
“Just like that.” I felt Bishop move up the bed. “You’re perfect just like that.”
One of his hands went to one of my hips and I jolted slightly as cold lube met the top of my ass crack.
He ran a finger through it then down, spreading it between my ass cheeks and to my hole.
My eyes fluttered shut when he started to slowly probe my ass with the same finger and I resisted the urge I had to lift my hips and help him get where I wanted him the most.
He went from one finger to two and my eyes opened when he tossed his glasses on to the bed beside my head.
His mouth met one of my shoulders then the other.
Then, he latched on to the second side and ran his tongue over the skin there before sucking, his two fingers trailing in and out of my asshole over and over again.
“Fuck,” I cursed.
His teeth scraped the back of my shoulder then he bit down and I growled.
“Fuck, Bishop.”
“Hm?” He let my skin go and kissed the side of my head.
I reached back to grip the back of his neck with one hand and turned the best way I could to kiss him while he shifted. He put his legs on the outside of mine and used them to hold mine together while his fingers sped up and spark damn near burned behind my eyelids.
“You ready for me, baby?” he asked against my mouth.
“Always.”
“Always?” he repeated and grinned.
“Mhm.”
His fingers slowly left me and he shifted slightly, letting go of my waist to grip himself and run his hard dick between my ass cheeks. He paused and I exhaled as more cold lube dripped through my ass crack.
I felt when his hard dick started to try to force its way inside of me and I let my face bury itself in the bed while he started to push. I gripped the blanket beneath me and focused on breathing. I wasn’t sure I’d ever get used to feeling Bishop stretch me.
He fucked me with just the head of his dick for a little before pushing in further and my teeth clenched when he pushed himself all the way inside of me and froze.
His body fell forward. He wrapped his strong arms around me, enclosing my hands in his and forcing them beneath my body so that he was holding me in place, his full weight resting on my back and pushing me into the mattress.
“I’ve got you, baby.” He spoke softly in my ear. “Just lay there and take it and I’ve got you.” I nodded wordlessly and his hips started to slowly move. “You’ve always been so good at taking it. Fuck.” He groaned as he moved.
“I love you.” The words pushed themselves out of my mouth as I panted.
“I love you.” He nudged his forehead against the side of my head and I turned it so our mouths could latch together while he slowly fucked me.
Slowly he picked up speed and the pain I was feeling turned into pleasure. My eyes fell shut and I just panted against Bishop’s mouth while he slipped his tongue along mine and moved his hips in a way that had me feeling like I was losing my breath.
When I came my entire body shook and Bishop kissed my temple before he lifted up. He pulled my shaking body into the position he wanted it in, lifting my hips. He grabbed my dick with one hand and gripped the back of my neck with the other, forcing my face down in the bed.
“Don’t fucking move,” he groaned and I nodded as he started to really fuck me, slamming his hips forward and drawing all the way back before shoving himself back into me again while my orgaasm tried to pass. “Fuck, Asante,” Bishop hissed through his teeth. “Fuck.”
I couldn’t even respond. I just whimpered with my face in the pillow. I gasped as he spread my ass cheeks and held them open while he stroked into me over and over. My eyes rolled into the back of my head.
The second his hips jerked and he filled me completely I felt like tears were gathering in my eyes. I couldn’t even open them as I tried to catch my breath and Bishop leaned over me and ran his forehead along my temple.
“Fuck,” he cursed again and kissed my unmoving mouth. “You good, baby?”
“So good,” I mumbled.
Bishop chuckled. His hands went to my ass cheeks and he massaged them for a little before he drew himself out of me.
He collapsed on the bed beside me and we laid in silence for a while before Bishop leaned over and plopped his head on the back of my shoulder.
“You sure you good?” he asked, one of his hands trailing up and down the center of my back.
“Yeah. You fucked me into oblivion.”
We both laughed in sync and I shook my head.
“Let’s get in the shower and to sleep then, huh?”
“Mhm. You can turn the shower on while I relearn how to walk.”
Bishop full on chortled but he pecked my back and hopped out of the bed. I laid where I was for a few more minutes just thinking about how insane it was that there was a chance I’d be giving up this man I was madly in love with and his dick.
Once he started fucking his wife there was a good chance she wouldn’t want to share him anymore and honestly, I couldn’t even blame her.
“Water is ready!” Bishop called.
“Alright.” I responded but stayed laid out where I was for another few minutes before I got up and joined him in the shower.
When we got out we took care of the sheets and climbed in bed together. I laid my head on Bishop’s bare chest and he exhaled deeply.
“You want to come help Knight baby proof the crib?” Bishop asked quietly.
“Does Knight want me in his crib?”
“Of course. I wouldn’t just invite you to his spot if I he didn’t bring it up to me. Plus, we can get some of that good ass food Xavia made.”
“Xavia’s been throwing down in the kitchen?” I looked up at him.