Tonight, he takes me to our private little rental, and I know he doesn't plan on returning to our life outside of it for days.
Diesel's mouth finds that sensitive spot on my neck as we stumble urgently through the front door, not bothering to turn on lights or stop until we've reached the bedroom.
I let out a throaty moan, arching into him. With a feral growl, he lifts me, hands grasping my backside as I lock my legs around his waist.
We kiss hungrily as he lowers me onto the bed, both desperate for more contact. I rake my nails down his bare, tattooed back as his lips blaze a trail down my neck.
"I've been thinking about this all night, baby," Diesel rasps, nipping at my lace-covered breast.
"Me too," I breathe, back arching. No matter how many times we come together, that connection only seems to deepen and intensify.
Diesel's calloused hands and skillful mouth work me into a frenzy until we're both slick with sweat and screaming each other's names.
It's a quick release, but we both needed it to curb the ache that's been building all evening.
Afterward, wrapped in his arms, I'm content, skin still tingling from his passionate ravishing. Being with Diesel like this feels like the most powerful high, a rush I'll never get enough of.
I stretch out languidly, sated for now but knowing it won't be long until I crave feeling Diesel's skilled hands all over me again. His rough palm trails lazily up and down my bare side as we bask in the afterglow, our slick bodies intertwined.
Propping himself up on one elbow, Diesel looks down at me, a smile tugging at his lips. "I'm not done with you yet, little hacker."
A fresh wave of desire courses through me at the promise in his husky voice. I trace the tattoos adorning his muscular chest and arms, biting my lip. "Oh? And just what did you have in mind, biker?"
Diesel captures my wandering hand, bringing it to his mouth for a soft kiss before pinning it above my head. He settles his weight atop me, using his knees to nudge my thighs apart.
I inhale sharply as his hard length presses against my sensitive flesh. Diesel brings his lips to my ear, his voice a low rumble. "I'm gonna take you nice and slow this time. Remind you who this sweet pussy belongs to."
I shiver at the commanding and possessive tone, hips lifting instinctively, eager for him. Diesel sucks my earlobe, his breath hot on my skin. "Gonna have you screaming my name again before I'm through with you tonight."
My body flushes with heat, my core aching to feel him fill me once more. As Diesel trails open-mouthed kisses down my neck, I tangle my fingers in his hair, urging him lower.
I gasp as his tongue swirls around one taut nipple before sucking it between his lips. He lavishes attention on my breasts until I'm writhing beneath him.
"Please, Diesel..." I plead breathlessly, desperate for more.
With a wolfish grin, he continues his unhurried path down my trembling body, stubble leaving a tingling trail across my sensitive skin. When he finally settles between my legs, I'm soaked and ready for him.
Diesel takes his time savoring my slick folds, building the pleasure until I'm clutching the sheets, teetering on the edge. Just as I'm about to tumble over, he surges up to capture mymouth in a fierce kiss as he drives into me. I cry out, wrapping myself around his robust frame.
Tonight, he'll utterly consume me, body and soul. And tomorrow, he'll do the same.
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