Page 75 of Silver Fox Daddies

Bishop takes a seat next to her. “We missed you.” A hand travels up her knee, progressing quickly to her thigh. I follow it with my eyes, privately urging him to stop before I lose it. “Are there cameras in here, sweetheart?”

Melissa gives a slight shake of her head.

Cash intervenes. “I don’t think now is the time to be seducing.”

“No.” Melissa puts one leg over the other, closing off her posture. “It’s not.”

She continues to look at Bishop, something changing in her eyes. The place is silent, but I hear her heart beating fast, thrashing inside of her chest.

Her pink cheeks are the first visual cue that she’s turned on. It doesn’t take a genius to figure it out. I remember how she cried for us before, how dripping wet her pussy was for us.

I know there’s still something she’s not telling us, but all my mind can focus on is what’s between her legs.

And I fear this is going to be my downfall.

17

BISHOP

Ten minutes and I’m already as hard as a rock.

I want her naked on these lecture seats, crying for us to enter her.

It’s been two weeks.Two fucking weeks.It’s the longest I’ve gone without sex since I lost my virginity at the age of sixteen.

Honestly, I haven’t had the urge, not even when I saw Gigi wandering around the clubhouse the other day looking like she wanted to cause mayhem. Though I’ve still been coming, getting hard every night thinking about Melissa, remembering our time in the tattoo parlor.

Now, in her company, I can barely hold myself back.

She’s wearing a pleated skirt today that sits on her waistline, falling just short of her knees. A simple knitted cardigan is what she’s wearing on her top half, and she’s probably cold from the air conditioning.

Although, judging by her blushed cheeks and dilated pupils, I’ll bet she’s not cold anymore.

“Lift up your skirt, sweetheart.”

“Bishop!”

I meet Diesel’s cold stare. “What’s up with you? We’re all sexually starved. That’s why you’ve been so grumpy the past week.”

Melissa raises her eyebrow at this, unfolding her legs. Something about her face still looks uncertain, but her body language suggests otherwise, arms going to her sides to open up her posture.

“Have you been thinking about us?” Cash takes a seat at the other side of her.

Her attention is on me, even though it’s the other two that are talking to her. Her jaw hardens again.

I don’t know what I expected. But it definitely wasn’t for her lips to collide with Cash’s.

She quickly takes control of the kiss, her arm gliding around the back of his neck to bring him closer. The kiss is hot, fervent. Melissa kisses him with passion, her entire mouth opening around Cash’s in urgency.

Cash removes the cardigan.

She moans.

I watch her plump lips, my pulse accelerating. I forgot how much of a fucking muse she is.

Cash takes control of her body, laying her down so she’s flat on her back on the lecture bench. Then he’s fumbling off his belt, one hand grabbing her breast, the other unlooping the belt fromhis pants. Once he has it off, he raises her legs up to her chest and positions himself on the bench, releasing his dick.

Seeing it, Melissa moans, the sound straining my cock.