Without another word, he gathers my sex-whipped body to him like I weigh nothing, pushes off the couch, and stands. He stumbles us into his room and gently lays me on the bed, bracing his palms against the mattress on either side of my body.
“I wanna know one thing.” He leans in closer. “Did you tell me everything about your connection to the cartel?”
I close my eyes for a split second, then nod.
“‘Cause I can’t keep you safe if you’re holding back on me.”
I had to keep the deal I made with my brother for my passport a secret. Even though I had no intentions of spying on the Bastards for Benito, Diesel would definitely seek revenge on Eduardo for even thinking about screwing with the Bastards. My brother might not care about me, but I could never face our mother again if I had a part in his ultimate death.
Diesel’s eyes rake over my naked body. “There’s nothing I want more than to take you right now and make you mine, but after what you’ve been through tonight, I need to know you want this as much as me.”
“Maybe more.”
His concern touches me in a way I hadn’t expected. I roll my lips inward to hold back the emotion bubbling up in my throat. By the bulge in his jeans, I know he’s in pain, but he’sworried about me. I wasn’t used to someone putting my needs first. Pitiful, scary and wonderful all at the same time.
I hold my arms out to him.
A slow smile tilts his lips as he undoes the tab and zipper of his jeans, then he slowly pushes the denim over his thick thighs until they’re pooled around his bare feet.
My eyes widen at his size, and his smile grows wider. “You like what you see?”
I slowly nod as he rummages around in the drawer of his nightstand. He pulls out a string of condoms, and when he throws them on the bed, my mouth drops open.
“I like to be prepared.” He crawls up the bed until he’s hovering over me. “Do you trust me?”
I stare up into his dark eyes and see confidence mixed with a rare sincerity.
“Yes,” I whisper.
“Good.” He smooths his rough palm over my hips. “Get up on your knees. I wanna see that sweet ass of yours.”
I roll over, and he wraps his arm around my waist, lifting me higher until I’m on my hands and knees.
“Mmmm, so fuckin’ sweet.” He grabs on to my hips. “I’ve been watching this ass of yours in those tight booty shorts at the gym. You’ve had me goin’ fuckin’ out of my mind wondering how you’d look bare-assed.”
I twist my head to look over my shoulder. “I hope you’re not disappointed.”
“No fuckin’ way.” He leans in and laves one cheek with his tongue.
I moan out, then yelp when he nips me. “Did you just bite me?”
“That’s the other thing I’ve been waiting two weeks to do.” He rubs his hand over the bite mark, then leans in and nips the other cheek.
“You are so bad.”
“And you fuckin’ love it.”
He leans back, fisting himself, long, deliberate strokes, then spreads my ass cheeks, notching himself between them. He pumps his hips slow, and my body bucks in time with his movements.
His hand slides over my abs and down until he finds my clit with his thumb and forefinger. He twists and rubs at the delicate nub until I’m rocking back and forth searching for another release.
He leans into my ear. “Put your hands on the headboard.”
I do as he asks, then watch as he slides his cock between my ass cheeks. That and the pressure between my legs makes all thought impossible. He drives his middle finger deep, and I scream out as another wave shatters within me. He lets me ride out my orgasm, then slides his finger out and into his mouth.
He licks it clean, then runs his tongue over his lips. “Fuckin’ delicious, babe.”
He strokes my pulsing pussy, then wets his cock with my juices. When he’s satisfied, he lifts me higher until my knees are almost off the mattress.
