He pulls me close and nuzzles my neck. “Let’s go upstairs and celebrate the right way.”
He pulls me up off the couch, and in another second, he cradles me in his arms. The overall strength of this man is crazy. He pushes through the door, and the bouncer gives us a look but says nothing. We make our way through the back of the club toward the hallway.
“Hey, Diesel,” Maxie calls out, “make sure you treat our girl right.”
I laugh at Maxie and Marisol standing with their hands on their hips, in full mama bear mode.
Diesel rolls his eyes. “You got nothing to worry about with those two looking out for you.”
He practically jogs up the flight of stairs like I weigh nothing, unlocks his door and heads straight for the bedroom. He lays me on the bed, then hovers over me. “I was so proud of you tonight winning your first fight.”
“Really?”
“Shit, yeah. You were fire in the cage. You moved like lightning. She couldn’t even get close. You fuckin’ took her out.”
“It was amazing. Not just winning, but being in there by myself, fighting for myself and using all my techniques and the skills Maxie taught me. I felt alive and powerful.”
“Good feeling, right?”
“Absolutely.”
“And I’m about to make you feel good all night.”
“That sounds like an interesting promise.”
He makes fast work of shrugging off his cut, laying it on the chair, tugging his t-shirt over his head and pushing his jeans over his hips until they hit the floor.
“Gotta love a man who goes commando.” Before Diesel, I had no idea humans were actually built this way. Aside from his enormous cock, the definition and contour of his muscles is . . . yup, no words.
In one smooth move, he slides onto the bed with me, peels my tank top up and over my head, then nods. “Cool shirt.”
“Maxie gave it to me tonight. She said I would’ve gotten it after my first fight whether I won or lost.”
“You deserve it, either way. You’ve put everything you’ve got into training hard, and that always makes a winner, even if you lose in the cage.”
I cup his jaw. “I like that.”
“Fuckin’ true, babe. There are lots of ways to win.”
“Just when I think I have you figured out, you surprise me.”
“Same way I feel about you. You’re constantly blowing me away with your fearlessness.”
He flips me over until I’m straddling his hips, then he drags me over his bulge. “See what you do to me?” He slides his hand up my back and pulls me to him. “I can’t resist you.”
He licks his lips, then flicks his tongue over my pebbled nipple. He hums against the sensitive flesh, and my hips grind over him like it’s survival—and right this minute, it is.
I look away, but he tilts my chin back. “Don’t look away. Eyes on me and all the pleasure I’m giving you.”
I couldn’t deny it or him. This man could light me up like no other.
He licks at my nipple, then sucks hard, and something inside me breaks. My hips gyrate faster, and my fingers dig into his shoulders like a lifeline.
“It’s too good.” Tears prick my eyes. “This can’t be real.”
“I’ve never been more real in my life, babe. And neither have you.”
He undoes the button and zipper of my jeans. “Stand up.”
