Page 81 of Stay with Me

I kiss her lips, leaning in until she falls onto her back. I need to make love to my wife. After yesterday, I need to reassure myself we’re okay. I need to feel that connection between us.

Dragging the covers down, I push up my T-shirt I put on her last night and run my hand up her smooth thigh. I watch her body’s reaction to my touch. How could I not love this woman?

There’s a buzz coming off her skin, running through my palm and up my arm. Saga makes me feel alive. There is no other woman in the world for me.

“Hear my words, baby. I have never and will never betray you.” I cup her face. “I never did anything to hurt you, baby. I don’t have it in me to be able to. I love you so much, Saga.”

“I love you too.”

She reaches for the hem of my shirt and pulls it up over my head. I shove my sweats down my hips and climb fully onto the bed with her. Taking my time, I kiss my way down her neck to her breasts.

Goosebumps rise on her skin as she shivers. I pull the sheets back up to cover her and pull her closer to my body heat. I then climb underneath the sheet with her and pull her thigh over my hip.

Sliding my hand around to her ass, I grasp it and squeeze as I plunge my tongue into her mouth. I continue to feast on her—her neck, breasts, her stomach—I taste every inch I can get my mouth on as I make the trip down her body. Lifting her leg over my shoulder, I keep her on her side facing me as I begin to devour her pussy.

Placing a hand right above her ass, I guide her hips to rock against my face. I show her with my mouth that she’s the only one and I’d never share her secrets. She laces her fingers in my hair and tugs as I drink from her body, clawing my fingers over her silky thigh.

“Bishop, babe, please,” she cries out.

Once she comes in my mouth, I move up her body and crush her lips with my mouth. She moans as she gets a taste of herself from my lips. She sucks my lip into her mouth, causing me to growl.

I kiss her with more passion than I ever have. We both get lost in the kiss for a bit. Pulling her leg back to my hip, I slide into her tight, warm, sopping wet pussy.

“Bishop,” she gasps.

I place a hand on her ass and guide her to move with me as I set a sensual pace. A pace that stirs something within. Dipping my head, I draw her nipple into my mouth.

A groan rumbles in my chest as we work our bodies together. The connection between us heightens with each rock of our hips. I pull harder and deeper at her peak in my mouth before I allow it to slip free.

Lifting my head, I return to her mouth. She cups my face as I deepen the kiss. Pulling back, she looks into my eyes.

I’m so hard inside her. Needing my mouth on hers, I capture her lips once again. I swirl my tongue in her mouth until we begin to battle each other for dominance. Eventually, she surrenders and allows me to take over.

“Only you can do this to me. I love you. I only ever want you. No one can come between this,” I say into her mouth.

Placing my hand between her breasts, I look into her eyes as I passionately rock into her—thrusting deeper and with more power. Saga claws at my shoulder, moving her hand to my back where she caresses my skin.

I plant my foot on the mattress to thrust deeper into her. This feels like us. My mind is only on her and I can feel she’s with me. A part of me knows this has been what’s missing.

I think we allowed life to get too noisy. For that, I’m truly sorry. I didn’t mean for us to lose sight of each other.

Saga should never feel like she can’t talk to me. She always comes first. I will make this right.

“Bishop, oh my God,” she cries as she pushes her hands into my sweaty hair.

“Making love to you completes me. We’ll have another baby. I promise,” I say into her ear.

“I love you so much, Bishop. I’m sorry.”

“There’s nothing to be sorry about. Just come to me first next time. I love you,” I breathe as I spill into her.

I press my forehead to hers and absorb her love as I push mine into her. In this moment, I know we’re going to be fine. If I have to release this next album without the label, I will. Fiona has to go.

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Knight

“Why is the room breathing so loud?” Rem groans as she sits up and holds her head.

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