Page 88 of Asante


Font Size:

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 myass 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.”