Page 103 of Ravaged By Lust

“Shut up and let me fuck you.”

He pumps in deep inside. I let out another cry, quickly covering my mouth. Afraid of someone overhearing us.

I feel like such a little slut, and I’m loving it. My breasts hang loose, bouncing freely in Bishop’s face. He admires them with unrestrained glee.

I catch a glimpse of us in the bathroom mirror.

“Oh, fuck,” I whisper. “We are so bad.”

“Worse than teenagers,” Bishop replies.

The rockstar glares at me with intensity in his eyes. He grabs at my hair from behind, yanking my head back in one glorious tug.

My mouth hangs open as I ride him into blissful oblivion.

I shudder against him as I feel his legs vibrate.

“Come for me,” I whisper. “Fuck me hard. You’re such a bad boy.”

Bishop grunts and unloads his load inside me. I lean back and take him in, feeling like such a bad girl doing it here like this.

Oh, it turns me on…

47

CHLOE

“Where have you guys been?” Axel asks us both as Bishop and I walk back down the hallway towards the living room. My brother’s standing at the doorway just before you get into the party with his arms crossed like an angry school principal and we’ve two troublemakers.

I freeze in his headlights. I would not want Axel, in a million years, to know what we were just doing in that bathroom.

But Bishop doesn’t even flinch.

“Just exploring this lovely house of yours,” he replies to his bandmate.

“Hm.” Axel eyes us both suspiciously as we pass him back into the party. I feel Bishop’s hand on my lower back guiding me through the doorway. He smiles at Axel.

Remind me never to get in the middle of a fight between those two men.

Maddie skips over to us. She wraps her arm around Axel’s.

“Come,” she says. “We’re all heading out to a bar to celebrate tonight. Let’s get a drink.”

I look at Bishop. He’s still smiling.

“Sounds great,” I reply.

And so we follow the rest of the party out the front door of the house.

Bishop’s hand remains on my lower back, sending shivers down my spine. He’s so possessive of me. It really makes my heart giddy.

And that’s when the impulse hits me.

I turn back to my man and get him to lean towards me with a flick of my finger. He obeys my command willingly. I speak into his ear the words I should’ve said a long time ago.

“I love you, Bishop.”

He doesn’t say it back.