Page 17 of Bishop's Wrath


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She frowned.“What do you mean?How many what?”

“How many men have you been with?You have had sex before, right?”

Her frown deepened into a scowl.“Do I get to ask how many of the sluts downstairs you’ve fucked?”

“No, and I’m not asking who or details unless they hurt you.I just need to know how many.”

“One!”she turned away, as if hiding her face.“One, all right?”

Bishop released his hold on her tit and lifted up so she could see him better, then he used one hand to turn her head back to face him.

“Hey, you have nothing to be embarrassed about.I just have a couple more questions.How long has it been?”Winter’s face turned bright red, making him want to bend and kiss the end of her nose, but he needed answers and couldn’t break the moment or she would never answer him.

“A little over a year.”

“Did he treat you right?”

“I-I don’t know what you mean?”

“Did he hurt you?Did you come?Did he make sure you got off before he did?”

Her eyes went wide.“I don’t think more than he had to, you know.But no on the others.”

He narrowed his eyes, wanting to rip the other man’s lungs out of his nose for not treating Winter like she should have been treated, but instead he let it go.His inability to satisfy her had been just one step in landing her here, in his arms.

“It wasn’t the fuckwad following you, was it?”

She shook her head.“Not him.I never even let Kevin kiss me.”

“Good.Now I know I need to be careful with you.And that I get to be the one to show you how amazing sex can be.”He crawled his way back up her body and took her mouth in a searing kiss, working to stir her back up to the near mindless state of need he’d had her at a moment ago.He kissed her then worked his way down her body again, this time working her shirt up over her tits then farther up her body until he was able to strip it off her and toss it aside.

He teased her tits, then moved down.When he reached her waistband, he popped open the button-fly, then tugged her jeans down, taking her underwear with them.She lifted her hips and let him work them off her ass.

Bishop sat back for a moment, taking in the beauty stretched out on his bed for him.He didn’t know how he got so lucky but the last thing he planned to do was let her go.

He let his eyes skim down her body for a moment then lowered himself between her thighs.“Tell me if I hurt you, Spitfire.Tell me if you don’t like something.Tell me what you’re feeling.I want to know it all.”He waited until she nodded, then he licked the length of her slit and groaned.He could easily see himself becoming addicted to her taste.

Unable to resist, he devoured her.Winter arched her back and screamed when he sealed his mouth around the sensitive bundle of nerves near the top and sucked hard.Bishop couldn’t help but grin against her core as she twitched and writhed on the bed as her orgasm rode her.As she came down, her body lay limp against the mattress.Bishop stood and stripped.He retrieved a condom from the nightstand and donned it before moving back to where Winter lay stretched out, limp, and still trying to remember how to speak.

“You ready for this, baby?”he asked as he moved over her.

She blinked up at him, not answering.

“I need you to say something, babe.I want to make sure you’re here with me and want this.”

She blinked again, then nodded.He watched as she swallowed and opened her mouth.

“Fuck me.”Winter’s voice was rough from her scream.But knowing he’d done that to her, that he’d made her scream herself hoarse with pleasure, made his cock throb even as he lined himself up with her opening.Sweat dripped down his forehead as he gently worked his way into her.Her pussy felt like a vice clamping around him.He clenched his teeth and fought himself as he buried the last inch into her sweet, giving body.

Bishop hadn’t been this close to losing control since he’d been an idiot teenager who didn’t know what a clit was, much less how to find it.He didn’t know how long he could hold off coming, her sweet, tight cunt gripped and milked his cock in a way he’d never felt before.But he was determined that Winter would come again, at least once before he did.