I wasn’t used to anyone actually caring about my feelings.
Bishop made a rude noise.
His thumb skimmed my temple. “I don’t believe you.”
Despite Ash and Rafe close enough to hear every word, my world narrowed to me and Bishop.
His face took up the entirety of my vision, and I blinked back sudden tears.
“Come on. You can tell me.”
I blinked and sniffed, humiliated that he’d brought me to tears with his concern. “I thought you’d rejected me.”
A single line cut a groove between his eyebrows. “Never.”
I realized that now.
It hadn’t been rejection.
He’d been trying to protect my drunk ass.
My less tipsy self recognized the truth.
Bishop was as far away from being an asshole as possible.
He was nothing more than a massive teddy bear who couldn’t stand the thought of taking advantage of me in that state.
It said a lot for his integrity that he’d refused me.
I wasn’tthatdrunk, but to him, my lowered inhibitions were enough to put up a no crossing sign.
“Thank you.” I squeezed his shoulders and ran my hands up and down his arm. “Will you fuck me now?”
A coarse laugh vibrated his chest. “Yes, Little Viper, I’ll fuck you now.”
A gleam in his eyes made the line disappear.
He stayed in place above me and rotated his hips. “I had plans to worship every inch of your skin. Like Ash, I enjoy a taste.” He buried his nose in my neck and inhaled. “And you are so very delicious.”
I arched into him when I felt the head of his cock press into my entrance. “You can do anything you want to me.”
They all could.
I had no reason to hold back anymore.
Ash had given me two orgasms already, but my experience with them so far made me believe I had a lot more coming my way. A snort of laughter caused my lips to twitch.
Bishop watched my expression like it was the most important thing in the world.
What a contrast it made to the powerful, intimidating persona he exuded without even trying.
I’d seen how some of the club avoided him.
I placed my palm against his cheek, and he turned his head to kiss my hand while entering me.
He moved so slow, it caused my entire body to light on fire.
Our skin stuck together from the leftover sugar that had covered my body and transferred to the table and my hands when I moved positions.
