Shemika
I woke up the following morning and realized everything was real. I thought I was dreaming about having spent a night with Bishop, I thought it was all a dream.
But I was shocked to wake up next to the shirtless Bishop, his face was softly buried in my neck as his hot breath tickled my skin.
I couldn't move my body because I didn't want to wake him. Bishop was drunk last night, and I know clearly, that could only be the reason why he found me attractive enough to f**k me. He calls me a w***e almost all the time. How come he hasn't woken up yet to throw me out of his hotel room.
The hotel was quiet now, the party was over and I'm certain everybody has gone back to the penthouse, of course, except me.
My lashes fluttered slightly as I tried to tilt my neck sideways to look at Bi
