apparent how turned on he was—his eyes were heavy lidded, glossy with lust. His cock was hard and thick, jutting out as she tied him. His arms were above his head, the handcuff chain threaded through the headboard. Then she clicked the final cuff around his wrist and she put the keys on the table, out of his reach.
He stretched out, a big contented cat. She was fully clothed, more excited than she’d been in forever. She quickly stripped down to just her underwear, pressed herself against him and suckled his nipple.
He bucked under her. “One of these days, Luna, I’m going to take you. You won’t fight me when it’s time.” His voice was a growled rasp, thrummed through her like the strongest liquor.
She knew he was right. But for now, she took full advantage, kissing her way along his chest. Biting his hip. Stroking his cock while he groaned with pleasure.
“I love watching you get off,” she told him, her hand moving faster. He closed his eyes and he came, like he was doing so on her command. Before he even opened his eyes, she was touching herself with one hand, using the keys to free his hands with the other.
When they opened with a click, she told him, “Help me, Bishop.”
His eyes glowed. His hand splayed on her hip and she breathed in slowly, watching his every move. Her body shuddered as his hand dragged up her inner thigh, only to put his hand over hers while she touched herself. She blew out a breath as his mouth went to her nipple, and he urged her hand to move faster as he helped her come.
She’d wanted him to really touch her, but she wasn’t there quite yet. She was so damaged and he accepted it. Worked with it. Didn’t push her. He’d lain here at night, imagining sex between them would be different.
Had she disappointed him?
Judging by the satisfied look on his face, she didn’t think so.
* * *
Bishop had been submissive before, got off on it too. For Luna, he knew he’d have to tread lightly.
Their first meeting was magical, their second, more down to earth. And then she freaked and still, he wouldn’t let her off the hook.
But when it came time to save her MC, to pay for the fact that he’d been part of the reason Keller was coming down hard on the MC, he’d stepped in to offer himself. Because Mathias had Jessa. And Jessa needed him.
“You had Rebel.”
“I needed you,” she said.
“I didn’t know that.”
“But you were still willing to do anything in your power to make sure I was okay.”
“Yeah,” he said.
“When Caspar tapped Rebel to work at the new place, he almost didn’t go. Because of me. But I told him it was better for him. He was so insular in Defiance, and the new place is closer to cities. To freedom. And I wanted that for him. I know the only reason he went was because Mathias swore he wouldn’t let me out of his sight.”
“Yeah, so what happened with that?” Bishop drawled.
Luna rubbed her throat. Smiled. “Mathias and Jessa are like newlyweds, you know.”
“Ah, Luna.” He wagged a finger at her and she shrugged.
“I had a good reason.”
“Yeah, you were pissed at me. All the times I tried to make you angry. To make you kiss me again. And all I needed to do was walk away.”
Instead of denying that, she kissed him again.
Chapter Thirteen
Bishop reluctantly left Luna sleeping—a note on the night table in case she woke up. If she didn’t before he got back, he’d rip it up and she wouldn’t have to guess that his be right back meant that he was on a job for Keller.
But hell, this was the reality of the situation. Luna being with him made things a lot easier in many respects, and made his conscience ache just a little too much in others.
He fucking dreaded having to explain all the shit that went down on and off the compound to her. But hell, even if he didn’t explain it, she’d get it, sooner or later.
“I just...something’s coming down the pike,” he told Declan now as they set off on their bi-weekly
He stretched out, a big contented cat. She was fully clothed, more excited than she’d been in forever. She quickly stripped down to just her underwear, pressed herself against him and suckled his nipple.
He bucked under her. “One of these days, Luna, I’m going to take you. You won’t fight me when it’s time.” His voice was a growled rasp, thrummed through her like the strongest liquor.
She knew he was right. But for now, she took full advantage, kissing her way along his chest. Biting his hip. Stroking his cock while he groaned with pleasure.
“I love watching you get off,” she told him, her hand moving faster. He closed his eyes and he came, like he was doing so on her command. Before he even opened his eyes, she was touching herself with one hand, using the keys to free his hands with the other.
When they opened with a click, she told him, “Help me, Bishop.”
His eyes glowed. His hand splayed on her hip and she breathed in slowly, watching his every move. Her body shuddered as his hand dragged up her inner thigh, only to put his hand over hers while she touched herself. She blew out a breath as his mouth went to her nipple, and he urged her hand to move faster as he helped her come.
She’d wanted him to really touch her, but she wasn’t there quite yet. She was so damaged and he accepted it. Worked with it. Didn’t push her. He’d lain here at night, imagining sex between them would be different.
Had she disappointed him?
Judging by the satisfied look on his face, she didn’t think so.
* * *
Bishop had been submissive before, got off on it too. For Luna, he knew he’d have to tread lightly.
Their first meeting was magical, their second, more down to earth. And then she freaked and still, he wouldn’t let her off the hook.
But when it came time to save her MC, to pay for the fact that he’d been part of the reason Keller was coming down hard on the MC, he’d stepped in to offer himself. Because Mathias had Jessa. And Jessa needed him.
“You had Rebel.”
“I needed you,” she said.
“I didn’t know that.”
“But you were still willing to do anything in your power to make sure I was okay.”
“Yeah,” he said.
“When Caspar tapped Rebel to work at the new place, he almost didn’t go. Because of me. But I told him it was better for him. He was so insular in Defiance, and the new place is closer to cities. To freedom. And I wanted that for him. I know the only reason he went was because Mathias swore he wouldn’t let me out of his sight.”
“Yeah, so what happened with that?” Bishop drawled.
Luna rubbed her throat. Smiled. “Mathias and Jessa are like newlyweds, you know.”
“Ah, Luna.” He wagged a finger at her and she shrugged.
“I had a good reason.”
“Yeah, you were pissed at me. All the times I tried to make you angry. To make you kiss me again. And all I needed to do was walk away.”
Instead of denying that, she kissed him again.
Chapter Thirteen
Bishop reluctantly left Luna sleeping—a note on the night table in case she woke up. If she didn’t before he got back, he’d rip it up and she wouldn’t have to guess that his be right back meant that he was on a job for Keller.
But hell, this was the reality of the situation. Luna being with him made things a lot easier in many respects, and made his conscience ache just a little too much in others.
He fucking dreaded having to explain all the shit that went down on and off the compound to her. But hell, even if he didn’t explain it, she’d get it, sooner or later.
“I just...something’s coming down the pike,” he told Declan now as they set off on their bi-weekly
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