Page 20 of Intolerable Bishop

“Aye, ya would. Yer a fighter, one that can go more rounds than anyone else I know, except maybe Nash. The two of ya are cut from the same cloth, and I think that’s why ya butt heads so much. Fierce in yer convictions, fearless in your desires, and willing to take a bullet for those ya love. Yer the one that should have the wolf tattoo.” I smiled as she did. “I think I’ll add that into the design I’m working on.

“Is this a party only for two,” Blake said, and I turned my head to see him standing in the doorway.

“Naw, we’re all good.” Grabbing Ren, she squealed and then laughed as I flipped us over so she was once more on her back.

“What are you doing,” she asked and then moaned as I took advantage of the moment and sucked her nipple into my mouth. Her hands gripped my hair as she pushed up harder.

“I may not be ready, but that doesn’t mean we can’t do other things,” I said. “Since yer sure you’re ready, let’s take things up a notch.”

“Oh, I’m down for other things,” Blake said, closing the door as he walked in. He pulled off his shirt and tossed it aside.

“What do you have in mind,” Ren asked, wiggling under me.

Smirking, I stood and pulled on the bottom of her pants, loving how she smiled as I threw them across the room. I would pay any amount of money to have her look at me just like that forever.

“Do ya want to touch him,” I asked, and she looked over at Blake before she nodded. “Do ya want to taste him?” I licked my lips, picturing what she would look like on her knees with Blake’s cock in her mouth. She nodded again, and the corner of my mouth turned up.

“Are ya down for that,” I asked Blake.

“You never need to ask me that. I’m always down.” Blake reached for the belt on his jeans, but I grabbed his arm and shook my head.

“Snowflake, undo his jeans.” A wicked grin crossed her face as she rolled over and crawled to the end of the bed. Fuck, that was hot. Blake kissed her as her hands worked at his belt buckle. I was an idiot for not taking her up on her request, but the last thing I wanted was to make her real first time weird if I freaked out. That wasn’t going to do anyone any good. Blake groaned as she pulled his jeans and boxers down, and I kicked myself again.

“Blake, take yer jeans all the way off and kneel on the bed.”

“What are you going to do,” Ren asked, looking at me with a little bit of devil in her eyes.

“Yer gonna have to wait to find out. Now be a good girl and go suck Blake’s cock,” I said, smirking as I raised my eyebrow at her. I was half expecting her to tell me to go to hell, but instead, she turned around and showed me her adorable ass.

Blake’s face had morphed into ecstasy as she wrapped her hand around his cock and ran her tongue up and down. She was such a natural. My cock was working hard to bust through my jeans, and I gave it a rub as I watched the show.

“Fuck, that feels good,” Blake said.

Ren wiggled her ass back and forth, and I needed no more invitation to get on the bed behind her. Sliding my hands over her ass, I admired the softness of her skin. I squeezed her cheeks and slowly worked my fingers closer to her pussy, watching her carefully. The sound of Blake’s groans and her mouth sliding over his cock was driving me crazy, and I almost lost my control as I slipped a finger into her. She moaned, and her walls tightened as I pushed deeper.

Getting into a better position, I ran my tongue round her clit, and she shivered. I lost myself in the feel, sound, and taste of her. When she started rocking back onto my mouth and finger harder, I couldn’t handle it and reached into my jeans and grabbed my aching cock. Closing my eyes, I stroked myself in time to her soft moans and knew that she was getting close. The more she bucked, the faster I stroked myself.

“Fuck, that’s so good,” Blake said, his voice tense. “I’m gonna come.”

Ren’s movements were erratic as she sucked Blake faster. I licked at her clit and squeezed my cock as my body tightened a second before they came. They both cried out, but I kept licking, unable to get enough even as my cock stopped unloading.

I smirked as Ren looked around her arm at me, her eyes glazed over. As soon as she spotted my hand coming out of my jeans, she turned around and grabbed my wrist, bringing my fingers to her lips.

“Yer seriously the sexiest, I can’t even,” I said as she stared into my eyes while each digit disappeared into her mouth to be cleaned.

“That was fucking amazing,” Blake said.

“We need to do more of this. I don’t want us to lose our connection. I refuse to have that stolen,” Ren said, and I pulled her into my arms.

“That’s never gonna happen. We’re good, I swear to ya, and I’ll be ready soon. I’m already a ton better. I’m sorry I didn’t say anythin’ sooner. It was just…it’s embarassin’. I’m supposed to be the one helpin’ you, and here I am just as fucked up if not more.”

“I love you, fucked up and all.” She held her hand out to Blake, and he slipped his hand into hers before lying down behind her. “I love both of you just the way you are. You never need to worry about that.”

“A shower is a must, but I just want to lay here holdin’ ya for a bit,” I said and closed my eyes.

She was a gift, an angel sent to make sure that my soul didn’t stray too far. That was the only explanation for how she made me feel saved when I knew that no matter what I did, I would be sent to hell for the things I’d done and would do. At least holding her allowed me to know a taste of heaven until I took my last breath.

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