Page 27 of Secret Sin

“I’d thought about changing clothes before you got here, but once I ended up on the sofa, I couldn’t make myself get up.” I peered down at the oversized, dirty T-shirt I’d worn all day.

“I’m glad you didn’t,” he mused, stepping closer.

When I met his stare, the simmering heat behind his eyes summoned a pool of liquid need deep in my belly. “Oh yeah?” I asked, my voice going husky.

Bishop walked me backward until the counter was at my back, then placed his hands on either side of me and brought his lips languidly to mine. Our tongues tangled, slow and ardent. When he finally pulled away, he held a pair of scissors in his hand that had been left on the counter.

I watch raptly as he slid the scissors from the bottom of my T-shirt to the top, cutting it wide open. His eyes gleamed deviously.

“What do you think you’re doing?” I breathed.

“Opening my housewarming present.”

“That’s not how this works. My place, I should be the one unwrapping a gift.”

Bishop’s answering grin was downright wicked. “Oh, you’ll get yours soon enough.” He swiftly spun me around and used the shirt remnant to secure my hands behind my back. When he brought me back around to face him, the scissors were in his hand again, and his eyes were locked on my chest.

“Bishop,” I warned. “This is a two-hundred-dollar La Perla bra.”

He never even flinched. “I’ll buy you two in every color.” Then he gingerly slipped the end of the shears beneath the delicate lace center, the cold on my heated skin making me gasp and arch. With one firm scissor of the blades, the bra split apart, my breasts spilling out.

“Fuck,yes,” he growled. His arousal was so damn hot that I couldn’t even be mad.

Bishop led me to the new dining table and bent me over it. The cold was a shock against my chest, but I quickly forgot about anything outside of Bishop’s hands stripping me of my shorts and panties.

“You’re so damn sexy.” His hand caressed my ass.

I arched, presenting myself for his pleasure, suddenly feeling desperately empty. “Please, Bishop. I need you inside me.”

“I know, kitten. And I’m gonna give you exactly what you need.” He angled his hips back to line himself up at my entrance, then pressed forward. One hand continued to caress me while the other took hold of the shirt around my hands and tugged me against him. The movement created a delicious friction as my nipples rubbed against the table.

“Yesss,” I moaned.

Bishop picked up speed. He felt so incredible. My inner muscles clenched and contracted in search of more.

“Fuck, baby. You squeeze me like that any more, and I’ll never last.”

I bit back a smile, squeezing as tight as I could. Bishop’s palm slapped my ass, eliciting a delicious burn that had my core weeping.

A few more punishing thrusts, and he yanked off my bindings, then flipped me so that I lay on my back, knees pulled back. I was fully exposed and dripping need.

“God, you’re incredible.” Bishop stripped off his T-shirt in one swift motion, then dropped to his knees. “And I’m gonna eat you out until those legs fucking quiver.”

A man of his word, that’s exactly what he did. Then he fucked me so thoroughly that he had to carry me to bed. I wasn’t sure my legs were ever going to work again. Not that I cared. He was totally worth it.

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The next daywas much more leisurely. I spent time organizing and cleaning, then took a nice long nap. I was going to need it because Noemi, Shae, and I were going out for Noemi’s twenty-first birthday. She and her husband had already celebrated while on their honeymoon. This outing was just for the girls.

“You ready?” Bishop asked when he came by to pick me up. I’d just applied the finishing touches to my makeup when I heard him let himself in.

“Yeah, let me grab my clutch.” I joined him in the living room, loving the way his eyes darkened when he saw me.

“Jesus, you’re trying to kill me.”

“It’s just a basic black dress.” I did a little twirl.

Bishop’s hungry stare licked down my body. “There is absolutely nothingbasicabout you. Now, let’s get out of here before I change my mind and cuff you to the bed.”

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