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Bish s tongue tickling him.
Mmm& They swayed together and he found himself blinking slowly.
The tugging turned into kissing, Bish keeping it slow, sensuous. Knight s mind couldn t
focus and he couldn t quite remember what he was doing. Had been doing. Whatever.
They rocked and Bish hummed softly and it all kind of swirled around in his head. His
eyes closed, his hands slipping over Bishop s shoulders.
Mmm& I could do anything I wanted to you, couldn t I?
Hmm? He was easy.
I want to fist you, and I want Jason and Rookie to be there, to watch& to help.
What? He blinked over, frowned. Wait. What?
Bishop laughed softly. Not paying attention?
I told you, I m not bottoming while Jason is here, Bish.
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Fisting isn t about bottoming.
His head tilted so fast his neck cracked. What?
It s about intimacy and love. Bishop rubbed his lips. It s about love.
That s cheating, Bish. He hated when Bish cheated.
What? How am I cheating?
I need to rest or run or something.
Then come to bed, babe, and let me put you to sleep. We ll save the fisting, but it s
going to happen.
It won t. Not for a year. His fingers twined with Bishop s.
You ll see. You know I m right, deep down. Bishop brought his hand up and kissed
the back of it.
Not happening. They wandered down the hallway.
Sure it is. They stopped at the big bedroom, peeking in on Jason and Rook. Rook was
curled around Jason, both of them moaning and moving slowly as they touched each other.
Oh, now, that s a pretty sight, eh, K?
Mmm-hmm. Take me to bed. He needed Bishop more than he needed the pretty right
now.
You got it. Bishop brought him to his room at the far end of the hallway. The place
was dark and leather, and totally Bish masculine, quiet, strong& perfect. Bish led him to the
bed, then sat on it, pulling him in between his spread legs. His lips were taken moments
later.
He hummed, crawling into Bish s lap, happy as a clam as he settled. The slow, drugging
kisses started up again, Bish honing his focus until nothing else existed. Knight was melting,
moaning and relaxed& lazy against him.
Bish knew how to do it to him how to derail him and leave him spread out and
relaxed. Of course, not all of him was relaxed just yet.
Bish s hand caressed his spine, then spread him out over the mattress as the kisses
faded and worked their way down over his neck, his chest.
Mmm& Bish. Love& His legs felt so heavy&
Right here, giving it to you.
He nodded, floating& soaring.
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Bish worshipped him with his hands, caressing his skin like it was something holy.
Deep sounds started bubbling from him, pouring from him.
Hot lips wrapped around his right nipple, a tongue flicking across it, and Knight
moaned, whispering to his lover about his art, his night, his need. Bish translated his words
into sensations, playing him like an instrument.
He wasn t even sure if he was hard, if he was aroused. He simply needed.
Bish touched him everywhere, kissed him everywhere. That tongue touched every inch
of his skin. Knight moaned, shivering, legs spread, world spinning. Pushing his legs up and
out, Bish speared his ass with the hottest fucking tongue on earth the sudden move
surprising him, shocking him.
Bishop. His head and shoulders left the mattress. He could feel Bish s smile pressed
against his ass as that tongue delved into him. Oh, fuck. Please. So good&
Strong fingers held his cheeks apart, Bish s tongue not stopping for a second. Knight
rubbed his hand down his belly, wrapped it around his cock and started stroking.
That s when Bish stopped, rising up over his body. Ready, baby?
Love& He nodded. He was ready for anything. The head of Bish s prick pushed
against his hole, spread him open. Knight hummed, bearing down, his entire focus on where
they connected, and Bish pushed in and in, stretching him wider every second.
Yes& He moaned, hips rolling a little bit faster.
Such a sexy bottom slut. Bishop murmured the words against his lips, cock pushing
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