Page 30 of A Game Of Love

“Don’t you go hiding on me now, Flower?” I laugh, prying her hands from her face, forcing her to look at me.

“This is going to take some getting used to,” she confesses. “But is it weird that it feels... right? Like we’ve been doing this kind of thing for years now.”

“No,” I murmur, leaning down to press a kiss to her lips, loving the sigh that leaves them when we touch. “Because it is right. We’re right together. Always meant to be. This is how it should have been. I was just too blind and stubborn to see it,” I admit, feeling like a dick.

She grins, brushing away some hair that's fallen from my face. “No more running?”

“No more running,” I promise with everything in me.

We just stay like this, staring into one another's eyes, soaking in the moment.

Then a knock at the door has everything crashing in on us.

Her eyes widen. “Fuck. Oh my god. Oh my god, what if someone heard us?”

“If it was one of the dads, the door would be on the ground right now,” I joke, blowing out a breath as I move off the bed. “Just give me a second.”

With my heart pounding in anticipation, I make my way over to the door, groaning when I find it unlocked.Shit, things could have gone south so damn fast.

Opening it, I let out a sigh of relief when I see it’s only Bishop.

“What do you want?” I mutter, sending my best friend a glare.

He just stares back at me with an amused look. “You two done in here? Because your parents are starting to ask questions. I had to offer to go check on you two and save your asses. When we didn’t hear shouting coming from the room, I assumed everything was fine between the two of you and... other things were happening. My suspicions were confirmed when I caught the tail end of whatever the two of you just finished doing,” he explains, peeking over my shoulder and chuckling. “Hey, baby.”

“Hi,” she squeaks.

Just moments ago, I had his girlfriend half naked with my face between her legs as I ate her like there was no tomorrow, and he’s cracking jokes, somehow finding this all amusing? How does he not feel rage, jealousy, or want to rip my head off? Because I sure as fuck want to do that to him when I think about the two of them doing what we just did.

No. Not just his girlfriend. She’s mine, too.That causes a grin to take over my face.

“Can I help you? I’m having a moment with my girlfriend,” I respond smugly.

Bishop looks back at me with a raised brow. “Nope. It’s all good. But you got a little something right...” He brushes his thumb against the corner of my lip, making me jerk back. “Here.”

My lips part in shock when I see him bring his thumb to his mouth and suck it clean. He grins like the Cheshire Cat as he hums. “Our girl sure does taste divine. I’ll have to taste for myself soon.”

“Bishop!” Lilly gasps in horror.

“What?” He shrugs as if he didn’t just wipe Lilly’s cum from my face and have a taste of it like it was a damn lick of an ice cream cone. “I got no shame, baby. You should know that bynow,” he chuckles. “And I give it a month or two before we’re all naked in the same room, sharing a lot more with one another.” He wiggles his eyebrows.

Yeah, this is a game of chicken I no longer want to play. “Okay, this is too much for me right now.” I take a step away from the door and into the middle of my room. “We should head downstairs.”

“Ah, dude,” Bishop starts with amusement. “I think you should, at the very least, change.”

My brows furrow when I find him staring at my crotch. Looking down, I curse when I see the wet patch.

“Got a little too excited?” He grins wide, loving every moment of this. Does he not remember I’m pissed at him.

I flip him off before turning to Lilly. “I’m going to shower real quick. I’ll meet you downstairs, okay?” I move over to Lilly, who’s now fully dressed again, but her cheeks are still pink, and her face still flushed.

“Okay.” She smiles up at me.

“I love you,” I murmur. Something I plan on telling her all the fucking time.

“I love you too,” she whispers back, sighing when I lean down and kiss her lips.

“Make sure to brush your teeth,” Bishop says, walking right into my room and closing the door behind him without a care. “Your breath smells like pussy. Good pussy, but pussy nonetheless.”

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