When she unbuttoned my slacks, though, she gasped as she pulled my length out. “You’re pierced. There are diamonds … God, Callahan.” She mused like she might be spellbound but also a little frightened.
“Don’t worry, baby, I’ll go slow.” I chuckled in her ear.
She dragged her teeth over her bottom lip as a dark look crossed her face. “So about as disappointing as every other man I’ve been with? I like it fast. And I like it hard.”
Damn it all to hell.
I wasn’t going to last more than a minute with this woman.
She pumped my cock once, and I glanced down, seeing come beading on the metal of my piercings already. “Shit, you’re forbidden but also made just for me?”
She whimpered out a please that cut through the last string of my restraint. I hoisted her up and then moved myself between her legs so she could feel just the tip. Her tiny body shuddered over mine just as the SUV with our driver pulled up down below.
“Quiet, unless you want them to see how much you like the enemy, Viper.”
She yanked my mouth to hers and bit down on my lip. I swear I tasted blood, but wasn’t that the point? She wanted this rough. She wanted this enemy to enemy, not lover to lover.
So I gave it to her. I thrust home, burying myself to the hilt, and slammed her against that wall until the only sound in the alley was the rhythmic clang of iron and the desperate, beautiful sounds of a Ruiz breaking for a Knight.
I took her to a place nearby that night. And we didn’t stop until we were both exhausted. “Seems you like Diamond men over men who put their hands on a girl.”
She chuckled in my arms. “I can handle men like Tomás.”
“Didn’t say you couldn’t handle a jackass, just don’t think you should have to when you can have me instead.”
“You’ll be gone tomorrow,” she murmured.
It was true. I would be, but it didn’t mean I wanted her to go back to that. “You end up having a problem with him, call me and I’ll kill him.”
“Kill?” One of her eyebrows lifted.
I wouldn’t hold back on a man like that. “He shouldn’t have ever had his hands on you that way.”
She sighed and ran her hand over my abs. Her touch had a direct line to my dick, it seemed, because all the blood rushed there while I struggled to focus on the topic at hand. “You’re being protective of a girl who doesn’t need protection.” Her hand moved farther down, straight to my cock. “He’s not the worst of them. He’s just—”
I growled and grabbed her wrist so I could make sure I got my point across. “He’s not good. Promise me you know that.”
When she pouted rather than saying anything, I repeated, “Promise me. Don’t ever let a man touch you like that ever again.”
“If I promise, what do I get in return?” A slow smirk formed on her plump, red lips.
I turned to move my body over hers, and my hand drifted between us so I could roll my thumb over her clit. I was learning how she liked me to press against her roughly, how she would arch every single time I did.
She moaned my name, and I slowed the pace. “Promise me he doesn’t touch you again, Jas.”
“Seriously, Knight?”
“Callahan,” I corrected her. “Promise.”
When she didn’t do it right away, I pulled my hand away, and she whimpered before practically screeching, “Fine, I promise.”
I moved my hand back, and she clawed at my back for more of me, begging, “I want all of you, Callahan. All of you. Now.”
I didn’t have much restraint with her naked beneath me and begging. I fucking loved the way she said my name too. I slammed into her, filling her up just like she wanted, and her pussy contracted around my cock.
Wet. Tight. And ravenous.
I moved out of her slowly and demanded, “Look at how I fuck you, how my cock fills you up this time, Viper. I give you exactly what you want. What I know you need. That’s how a man treats a woman. I give pleasure and only the pain your body craves. Understand?”