Chapter Nine

Allegra

The sun is shining brightly outside as I ride Bishop’s cock. He is sitting in the brown leather chair we started on last night. I stare out the window behind him at the clear blue sky as my orgasm barrels down on me.

“Fuck, babe,” he says with a groan, before sucking on one of my nipples. “You’re stunning. A fucking goddess taking my fat cock like you were made to do it.”

“Bishop.” His name comes out on a loud moan. “Please.”

“What do you need?”

“I … I don’t know,” I stammer.

“Lean back,” he says. “Hold onto the armrest. Go back as far as you can.”

I do what he says and moan loudly when the angle deepens his thrusts.

“If you want me to stop, all you have to do is say the word,” he says.

“Please,” I beg, once more.

His flat palm slaps me on my exposed pussy, making me freeze. I tingle as heat flows through my entire system. Do I like that? I don’t fucking know. He thrusts into me three times before slapping my sex again. A moan falls from my lips.

“Do you like that?” he asks lowly, his eyes dark with lust. “Do you want me to smack your pussy again.”

A sound falls from my lips that I’ve never made before.

Bishop chuckles as he flicks my clit harshly before pinching the nub between his thumb and forefinger.

Another orgasm pulls me under as I scream.

Bishop grips my waist, standing and walking over to the table where we ate mere hours ago. He pushes the dishes to the ground, plates shattering and cutlery clattering. He lays me flat on my back before thrusting into me brutally. The table shifts beneath his ministrations as he fucks me harder than he has the entire night. I know what he is doing, and I love it.

He wants me to remember this night. Tomorrow, when I walk or bend or breathe hard, I will feel him. I will remember who was inside me and who brought me more pleasure than I have ever felt in my entire life.

“I am going to be dreaming about this perfect, tight pussy for the rest of my life,” he says beneath his breath.

I’m not even sure whether he is talking to himself or to me. It doesn’t matter though. The words have a fresh wave of arousal thrumming through my veins.

He rips his cock out of me, slapping my pussy again. Hard. Three times in a row before spearing me again, sending another orgasm tearing through me. But Bishop doesn’t stop. He fucks me like a mad man, like he can’t stop. I feel intense pressure pushing down on my bladder, like I need to pee, and I push at his chest.

His gaze locks with mine as he fucks me harder.

“I need you to come again,” he says with a snarl. “I want your pussy to strangle my cock. I want to flood you with my cum while you scream my name.”

“Bishop.” I moan his name loudly. I want to explain what is happening, but I’m delirious with pleasure.

The pressure grows.

Bishop pulls out of me, and I feel bereft. His palm lands on my sex and my orgasm goes off. I scream and shake as my body lets go. Wetness puddles beneath me and I feel a blush creep across my cheeks. I should have said something, and now I’ve embarrassed myself.

“Fuck, that’s sexy,” Bishop growls and I focus my attention on him. He is staring between my thighs before his gaze collides with mine. “You squirted.”

“Squirted?”

“Fuck. I love that I am the only man that’s ever seen, ever had you this way. It’s female ejaculation,” he explains. “Not all women can squirt and most never do.”

He grabs my legs, splitting them wide before stroking back into me.

“It’s the hottest fucking thing I have ever seen,” he says, praising me while one hand fondles my breast. “And your pussy is tighter than ever. It feels like you’re trying to rip my cock off.”

“Please, Bishop…”

“No.” He cuts me off. “No more talking. Our time is up. It’s not Christmas Eve anymore,” he says softly. “It’s time to leave, but I want my cum running down you leg when you do.”

When I open my mouth, he clamps his hand over the lower part of my face. He fucks into me, twisting my nipple while muffling my sounds as he chases his own pleasure. Stars explode across my vision as he bottoms out inside my pussy and his cock kicks.