“Is that your favorite part of me?”
He shakes his head. “I don’t know if I could pick. Your eyes grabbed me first, but it’s kind of everything together.” He tilts his head, smiling. “But it’s not just your face, baby. It’s all of you.” He kisses me. “Now your turn.”
“Favorite part of you?”
“Yep.”
“Your face and how it all comes together. Your lips.” I exhale slowly. “But honestly, it’s your intensity and the way your eyes speak even when you don’t. The minute our eyes met, that was it was for me. I was done.”
Bishop cups my face. “I guess I was done too.” He moves back so he’s sitting on the shower bench. “Can we do this without the lube?”
A smile tugs at my lips. “Let’s try.” I straddle his lap, gripping his dick as I slide down on it. It takes some adjustment, but I slowly get it in. As soon as I move, I flinch. “Ouch. No.” I climb off.
“Stay.” Bishop steps out and returns seconds later with the lube. He rubs some on his cock then slides his slick fingers between my ass. “Now.”
I nod, resuming my positioning and smiling when he slides in easily. With my feet up on the bench beside him, I basically ride his dick, sucking his tongue in the process, and holding on to his shoulders. Bishop reaches down and strokes my cock.
“Tonight, you’ll fuck me again,” he whispers, causing me to moan. “I can’t wait to feel your cock inside of me again, the metal of your ring hitting my most sensitive parts.”
“Oh fuck, Bishop.”
“Does that sound good, baby?”
“So good.”
“You like it when I bottom for you? You like owning my ass for a little while?”
I meet his eyes. “I fucking love it. I love all of it.”
“Yeah?” He drives his hips into me. “You like that?”
I nod, moaning his name as I claw at his shoulders.
“You love my dick?”
“Yasss.”
“I love fucking you, Tristan. Love it.”
“Come for me. I want you to fill my ass.”
His brow furrows as he bucks his hips into me causing me to grunt the word fuck about ten times. I slide off his lap and suck his dick into my mouth, watching him flinch from the sensation.He pulls my arm and immediately sucks my dick into his mouth, sliding his tongue around my piercing.
“So fucking sexy,” he growls. “I want to taste you, Tristan. I need it.”
“Oh fuck.” I pump his mouth as he plays with my balls. “Fuck!” I explode, shooting cum down his throat while he keeps his eyes on mine. He swallows it all, milking my cock for every drop. I run my fingers through his jet-black hair. “You were right. I’m fucking ruined. No one will ever fuck me like you do.”
Bishop stands and kisses me hard. “That’s right, Tristan. No one.”
“You like it, don’t you? You love that you own me. You know I’ll never leave you. I’ll never let anyone else fuck me. You know it and you love it.”
“I do.”
I kiss him again, sucking his tongue into my mouth. “Then you should fall in love with me. It’s only fair.”
Bishop pinches my chin. “I’m working on it.”
“Just be honest with him.”I nod, listening to Bishop give me advice. “But be strong. He’ll respect you for that.”
