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She shook her head and licked her lips, two fingers fucking her pussy while one rubbed her clit. “Diesel, fuck! Yes!” Her legs tensed and her eyes slammed shut for a long moment before opening on my face, staring back as violent convulsions shook her body.

“Beautiful,” I grunted, and shot my load against the shower wall. “Fucking beautiful when you come.”

Her cheeks turned pink, and she looked away.

In a flash I was out of the shower and in front of her, my cock still dripping with desire for her. “Don’t be embarrassed, please don’t. That was the hottest fucking thing, watching you get yourself off to the sight of me getting myself off. Don’t even question it, Ellie. Hot as fuck.”

She nodded, and when her tongue slipped out to slick across her lips, I took her mouth in a searing kiss that I felt all the way down to my soul. Her naked curves pressed against mine, so tempting. I could slip in and make us both happy.

Soon, I would.

I pulled back from the kiss and traced her bottom lip with my thumb. “Next time, it’ll be my mouth and then my cock making you come like that.”

She let out a strangled sound that made my chest puff with masculine pride. She bent over to grab her clothes, squeaking when I couldn’t resist smacking her round ass.

“Soon, sweetness.” Fuck yeah, soon she would be mine.

Chapter Ten

Ellie

“Oh. My. God.” I stared in disbelief at the two words I genuinely thought I wouldn’t see for at least another month. The End. I finished the story, finally, and it was all thanks to Diesel and last night’s completely unexpected erotic treat. It was the hottest, most scandalous thing I’d ever done in my twenty-two years of living, and just thinking about it made a blush creep up my skin and left me hot and bothered, and something I hadn’t been in too long.

Horny.

What was it about Diesel that made me forget myself? Being around him was like a slow demolition of the fortress I’d erected years ago to protect my heart. There was something easy about him, or maybe it was that things just felt easier when he was around. He had a calming presence that put me at ease, that made it easy to think clearly. Mostly. The man himself left me hot and bothered and made it impossible for me to do the smart thing. The right thing.

All of that was weird as fuck because I didn’t trust people, not ever. But here I was living in his house, sharing my son, and fingering myself to orgasm while watching him stroke his thick cock. Oh god, and now my pussy was pulsing like a greedy little slut. “No,” I whispered to myself, and covered my face in embarrassment as Diesel’s last words came to me.

“Next time it’ll be my mouth and then my cock making you come like that.”

Yes, please. I shook off all thoughts of Diesel and his wicked mouth, saved my work, and left the office. The tidy, spacious office the man I was no longer thinking about had been kind enough to lend to me. “Dammit.”

Masculine laughter sounded in the kitchen, and I froze. I looked around at the sun spilling in from every open window I passed, a quick glance at my watch said it was early morning, which meant I’d worked through the night and left Diesel in charge of Leo. Again.

“Morning, sweetness.” Diesel’s lips curled into an irresistible smile that I felt all the way down to my toes, as I entered the kitchen and paused in the doorway. Well, so I guess there was a stranger in the house today.

“Good morning, guys,” I muttered, gazing curiously at the newcomer who had a multitude of patches on his heavy leather vest. He had black hair and greenish eyes, and he rubbed at his stubble as he inclined his head at me.

“Mornin’, Momma!” Leo held a sausage link in his hand, waving it in the air in my direction.

“Good morning, baby.” I went to my son and held him tight. I turned to the other man with the laughing hazel eyes. “Hi. I’m Ellie.”

“I’m Rocky.” He accepted my hand with a teasing smile, holding on just a little longer than might be considered polite.

“Nice to meet you, Rocky.” Based on his leather vest and visible tattoos, I pegged him as one of Diesel’s biker buddies. Apparently, those patches were sort of like military badges, and judging by the amount he had on his vest I guessed he must have been pretty high up the hierarchy.

“Right back atcha,” he responded with a wink. “Now I get it,” he said around an even wider smile as he turned to Diesel and then back to me. “You’re gorgeous.” Rocky laughed when Diesel smacked him across the chest.

“Um, thanks?” I turned away to hide my blush and went in search of coffee.

“Up late?” Diesel asked, his voice so close I felt the heat of his body against my back.

“I was. Writing. Must be that magical office of yours.”

“Must be something magical,” he growled in my ear before nipping it, and then he walked away.

I willed my hard nipples to disappear, reminding them that there was a child and a strange man in the room. And what ever happened to my determination to keep Diesel at arm’s length? That hadn’t lasted more than a day…

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