Chapter 7 #3
“Goddamn,” Bishop groaned, dropping to his knees. His mouth was on my pussy immediately, licking, sucking, and slurping up everything I’d just released. The sounds he made were filthy and desperate, and it turned me on all over again.
“Bishop,” I moaned, trying to move away but my legs betrayed me.
“What’s up, beautiful?” His words vibrated against my pussy.
His tongue was everywhere, licking my pussy and my ass, making me shake all over again. He pushed two fingers inside me and curled them while his tongue worked my clit, and I came again, this time crying out so loud I was sure the neighbors could hear me.
He stood up behind me, and I felt his hands grip my hips again. I was still shaking from the last orgasm, and my legs felt like they were about to give out. He pressed his body against my back, and I felt his dick hard against my ass.
“You good?” he asked, his voice rough in my ear. “You need me to stop?”
“No,” I said, even though I didn’t know how much more I could take. “Please. Please… make me cum again.”
“That’s what I wanted to hear,” he said, and he lined himself up with my entrance again. He pushed inside me in one deep stroke, and he rotated his hips, marinating in the pussy. “Fuck, Minnesa,” he grunted, his hands gripping my hips tighter. “This shit don’t make no sense.”
He started fucking me again, his strokes deep and relentless. My pussy was sloshing, and my hands were gripping the edge of the counter so hard my knuckles hurt. “You’re dick is so hard… my Godddd…”
“You got my shit ‘bout to break. Goddamn.” His words sent another wave of heat through me. One of his hands moved from my hip to the back of my neck, holding me down against the counter. The pressure made me feel owned, and I fucking loved it. “You like gettin’ fucked like this? No mercy?”
“Yesss,” I said, my voice breaking. “I fucking love itttt!!!”
“Then be good and cum on this dick again. Let me feel you squeeze my shit the way I like.”
His dick kept hitting that spot deep inside me. I came again, this time so hard that my vision went black for a second. My pussy clenched around him, and I felt more liquid gush out of me.
“Fuck yeah,” he groaned, his strokes getting rougher. “That’s it. That’s what I’m talking about.” He kept fucking me through my orgasm, his hips slamming against my ass with so much force. I was crying and moaning and saying his name over and over. “Damn, I wish I could bust inside you.”
“Please,” I begged, peering over my shoulder, biting my bottom lip.
“Word?” he asked, his hands gripping my hips tighter. “You sure ‘bout that?”
“Yesss,” I said, my voice shaking. “I want you to cum inside me.”
He groaned deep in his chest, and his pace quickened immediately.
His strokes became harder and more relentless, pounding into me with a force that made the island shake beneath us.
His hands moved to my waist and held me completely still, pinning me in place so I couldn’t move or run from what he was giving me.
“Fuck, this pussy is a goldmine,” he growled, drilling into me deeper than he had all night. “You feel that? You feel how deep I am?”
“Yes!” I screamed, my nails scratching against the marble countertop. “Oh my God, yesssss…”
His breathing became ragged, and his strokes became even more intense. He was fucking me like he was trying to break me and I loved every second of it. My whole body was shaking, and I could feel another orgasm building even though I didn’t think I had anything left to give.
“I’m ‘bout to fill this pussy up,” he said, his voice breaking. “You ready for this shit?”
He buried himself as deep as he could go and held himself there, his hands gripping my waist so tight I knew I would have bruises.
His whole body went rigid, and he let out a deep growl that I felt vibrate through my entire body.
I felt him twitching inside me, felt the warmth of him filling me up, and it pushed me over the edge one more time.
I screamed so loud, my pussy clenching around his pulsing dick, my body completely out of my control. “Oooh, fuck, beautiful. Fuck…” he groaned, his body still shaking and twitching as he released. After a moment, his grip on my waist loosened slightly. “Fuck.”
He collapsed over my back, his chest pressed against me and his breathing heavy in my ear. I could feel his heart pounding against my spine, and I knew mine was doing the same. He kissed along my spine slowly, his lips soft and gentle after everything he had just done to me.
“Goddamn, I love this shit,” he said against my skin, his voice rough and satisfied. “You perfect, you know that?”
I couldn’t respond because I was still trying to catch my breath and process what had just happened.
My whole body felt like it was floating and my legs were completely useless beneath me.
If he hadn’t been holding me up, I would have collapsed right there on the kitchen floor.
We stayed in that position for a few minutes until my breathing returned to normal and my legs stopped trembling.
“Can I feed you now?” he asked, kissing my ass. Lifting my head, I peered over my shoulder and nodded. The words just couldn’t find their way out. Chuckling, he replied, “Come on. Let’s get you cleaned up, beautiful.”