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I stood and gave him some distance while he tapped out a quick message before turning his full attention back to me. “Thanks.”
“No problem,” I whispered as his gaze drew me in. He smiled as he reached for me and pulled me closer. “Thank you and your friends, for caring about Stacy.”
His mouth descended and the moment our lips touched, fire roared, loud and thunderous, hot and raw and dangerous to my heart. That didn’t stop me from wrapping my body around his and giving back as good as I got. His big hands gripped my ass, kneading it while he brought me flush against the long rod of his arousal. He grunted when I started to move and the sound shot straight through my veins, pooling between my thighs.
I moaned and nipped his bottom lip when he gripped me tighter, sliding me up and down the length of his cock and I shamelessly ground against him as my pleasure intensified and beads of sweat slid down my spine. It was the hottest kiss of my life, and I couldn’t get enough of the feel of his mouth on mine, the taste of him. Faster and faster, we moved together, right there in the kitchen, and then it happened, I went off. The orgasm exploded through me with the ferocity of a nuclear bomb, making my whole body quiver with a rush of pleasure so intense a tear slipped from my eye. “Holy. Fuck.” My breaths came out in sharp, gasping gulps and my eyes were wide, shocked.
Diesel’s expression matched my own, except there was dark desire there. He stared at me through his hooded gaze, held me tighter, and carried me upstairs to his bedroom. “I need you to do that again, only this time I need you naked.”
My eyes widened as Diesel stripped out of every stitch of clothing that covered his big, tattoo-covered muscles, taking in every beautiful detail. I couldn’t look away, he was a visual masterpiece and my gaze feasted on him while my mouth watered.
This was hot.
This was insanity.
This was…everything.
Chapter Seventeen
Diesel
“You’re still dressed,” I growled from my spot just beyond the bed, naked as I stroked my cock and waited for Ellie. The sight of her, grinding against my dick like I was her own personal scratching post, using my body to get herself off, was so fucking hot. It was made hotter because it was real. She wasn’t doing it to get me off, but just because it made her feel good.
Her green gaze raked over my body at least a dozen times, full of heat and appreciation. Her tongue slicked across her bottom lip and then the top, that pulse in her throat beat like a fucking drum as evidence of her arousal. “You are beautiful,” she said on a soft whisper.
“You’ve seen me naked.” Not nearly enough for my liking, but still.
Ellie shook her head. “Not like this. Not up close and totally naked, ink and scars and muscles all together to create this beautiful tableau.”
My cock twitched and her eyes widened. “No one’s ever called me a tableau before.”
She flashed a sheepish smile. “It tells your story without a word,” she said as she reached out to touch me, sliding her fingertips down my abs, over the knife wound from a fight with a group of bikers in San Diego, and over my thighs where I’d taken a bullet in the military. “Just beautiful.” Her tone was so full of reverence it should have made me uncomfortable, and would have, but for the look in her eyes, so full of awe and want and need.
“Too many clothes, sweetness.” I leaned over her, sending her onto her back.
She smiled and it lit up her face, punching me in the gut. “Why don’t you do something about it, then?”
Teasing Ellie was about as hot as Serious Ellie or Momma Ellie, but nothing was as hot as Horny Ellie. I stripped her out of her clothes with all the grace of a kid on Christmas morning, shredding the clothes as I tossed each item behind me until she was naked and bared to my gaze.
“Fucking gorgeous.” I let my eyes take in the sight of her. A perfect fucking hourglass stared back at me. A nipped in waist that flared up into full tits with hard pink nipples that made my mouth water. It flared down into womanly hips that were perfect to hang onto while I thrust into her pussy. Her flat belly evened out to a strip of hair and led down to a glistening pink pussy, the clit peeking through swollen folds. “Sweetness.”
She opened her legs and her lips parted, showing me just how wet she was for me.
I pounced, gripping her thighs as I buried my face in her pussy and devoured her until she couldn’t stand it, until she begged me to stop, and then wrapped her legs around my neck and fucked my mouth to orgasm number three.
“Oh. My. God.” She covered her face with both hands. “That was hot and embarrassing.”
I laughed and pulled her hands away so I could see her face. “It was just hot, Ellie. So fucking hot to know you want me so much that you forget yourself.”
Something flashed in her eyes, but I didn’t know what it was, so I returned to her hot, pink flesh and kissed my way up her body. “Impossible,” she moaned when my cock rubbed against her sensitive pussy. “How do you do that?”
“Pretty sure that was mostly you.”
She smiled even as she blushed even harder. “You’re a sorcerer,” she accused. “Was it really okay?”
“More than okay,” I told her, and flexed my hips so my cock slipped between her folds.
She hissed in a breath as her head fell back and her lids fluttered shut. “Fuck.”
