“Oh God,” she moaned. “Kiss me. Kiss me please.”
He brushed his lips over hers and braced himself above her. A lock of hair fell onto his forehead. Jana had never seen a sexier, more confident man.
He closed his eyes and began moving inside her, then halted his thrusts again and gnashed his teeth together. “God, please,” he said, his voice so tortured all Jana could thinkabout was taking his pain away. “Please. Make it stop. Just…forgive me.”
She squeezed his ass cheeks and opened her legs wider. “I do,” she said, lifting her hips and grinding against him since he still hadn’t moved. “I love you and I forgive you.” His eyes popped open and she gave him a tender smile. “I love you and you love me. That’s all that matters.”
He nodded, heaved in a breath, and powered into her, giving in and kissing her. Until he moved his mouth from hers and buried his face in the crook of her neck.
“Fuck,” he grunted, slamming into her. “You fucking win.”
“Kiss me, Diesel,” she whispered, tugging at his hair.
But he refused to comply. “Little bitch.” He thrust into her hard, almost angrily, finding his rhythm and clinging to her. “Why do you fucking torture me so much? Why can’t I get you out of my fucking head?”
Jana pressed a kiss against his shoulder and he shivered.
“Touch me, baby,” he murmured.
She slid her fingers over his back, caressing his shoulders, his sides. Another tremble went through him.
“You feel so fucking good. I’ve dreamed…fuck!”
Not wanting to ruin their intense connection, Jana continued caressing him.
“Fuck!” he cried suddenly. “I’m going to fill your sweet pussy with my cum. Take it, baby. Take all of it.”
Jana nodded, tilted her hips again, and rocked against him as he exploded inside her.
She hadn’t come, but she wouldn’t complain. They’d never made love with so much passion pouring from him. He fell onto his side, breathing hard, then wrapped her in his arms and kissed her again.
“I love you, Diesel,” she said in between kisses.
He froze, his chest beginning to heave again as he opened his eyes and blinked. “Jana.”
If he hadn’t been so amazing, she would’ve thought she heard disappointment, but she knew better. He was still recovering from his orgasm.
“No, no, no,” he chanted, yanking her into his arms and possessing her mouth before sinking into her and fucking her with wild, uncoordinated moves.
He slipped his fingers between them and found her clit. “Come for me, Jana,” he ordered. “Jana, Jana, Jana.”
She giggled at the way he repeated her name, but soon fell apart under him, crying out, accepting his furious kisses, her own body trembling.
Pulling out of her, he laid his head on the pillow, his eyes wild. “Ride my tongue. I need to taste you. Keep your fucking gray eyes on me.”
Hisgray eyes were prettier, ringed by long lashes, and an intensity that turned them stormy.
He was so impatient to eat her out, he growled, sat up and parted her thighs. Most of the time when he ate her pussy, there was a buildup that left her anticipating the moment his tongue snaked over her clit. He’d caress her thighs, brush light kisses on them. He did none of that now.
He parted her pussy lips and licked her until she was ready to faint from ecstasy.
“Get on all fours,” he told her harshly when he’d had his fill of her. His mouth and chin glistened.
Lost in a haze of pleasure, Jana smiled. “My pussy will be so sore.”
He didn’t smile. His look was harsh, carved from stone. She lifted herself up on all fours, ass in the air. He slammed into her again, going so deep, pain streaked through her.
She lifted herself up on all fours again and looked at him. His head was thrown back, his lips were parted, and the veins in his neck strained from all the exertion. And, of course, his eyes were tightly shut. She couldn’t take this away from him.
