Chapter Fifteen
The slivers ofbright light filtered through Fallon’s thin eyelids, waking her up. Blinking against the sunlight that invaded their room through an opening in the curtains, something warm against her made a light sawing noise. Her arm was draped over a sculpted chest, and tilting her head, she saw Diablo’s bushy beard.What the hell?She knew they’d each fallen asleep in their separate beds, but he’d made his way over to hers at some point during the night.Did we do something? I didn’t think I had that much to drink last night.They’d gone to a happening area of downtown known as LoDo and had a delicious steak dinner. She’d drunk a couple of brandies, but they just make her giddy, not smashed.
Fallon tried to move away, but her legs were tangled in the sheets.I bet we did do it. I don’t even remember. That totally sucks.Diablo’s light snoring made her smile; she liked waking up next to him. As she ran her fingers over his chiseled chest, a tight pull between her legs made her shift positions. She moved her hand down until she hit his hardness, popping out of his boxers; it was alert and ready for action. Holding her breath, she lightly curled her fingers around it. It was warm and the skin was taut. Looking at it, the vein that ran through it pulsed, and she stroked the smooth head with her thumb. Licking her lips, she moved her hand away.
“Don’t stop now.”
Slowly she raised her head and gazed at him. His eyes were molten, burning with lust. The look sent a bolt of fire between her legs. Wrapping her fingers around his hardness again, she moved closer to his face and kissed his smooth lips. A low growl rumbled in his chest as he held her tightly, tugging at her nightshirt. She moaned when his hand skimmed over her rounded butt, past her hips, and landed on her breast, kneading it.
“Oh, Diablo,” she whispered.
“Sweet pea,” he murmured, his breath hot against her face. “You’re so fuckin’ sweet.”
She sat up, slipped her panties off, and tugged her nightshirt over her head, licking her lips when he sucked in his breath, his gaze lingering on her tits. With a courage she didn’t know she possessed, she climbed on top of him. She’d never done that before with a man, but she craved seeing his face as she slid him inside her, running her nails over his magnificent chest.
She held his hardness and began to put it in her slippery pussy when he said hoarsely, “Hang on.” Tenderly he moved her off him and got up. Picking up his jeans, he took out a small packet, then came back to the bed. Shrugging off his boxers, his full erection mesmerized her. He slipped on the condom and lay back on the bed, drawing her to him. Once again, she climbed on top of him, took his now-sheathed dick in her hand, and slipped it into her wetness, loving the way he groaned and his face contorted. Pushing back from him, he went deeper inside her and she felt her walls enshroud him like his dick was made for her pussy.
“Fuck, Fallon. That feels real good.” His callused hands ran up the sides of her body as goose bumps followed in their wake.
“I’ve never done this before. Tell me if I do something wrong.”
“You’re doing real good. Fuckin’ good.”
Leaning over, she kissed his mouth, her tits touching his chest. Her nipples hardened and she bent over more, dragging her hair over his eyes before her breasts brushed against his face. He grabbed them and sucked one hungrily, taking as much of it as he could into his mouth while he rolled the other nipple between his fingers. Everything inside her tingled, even her scalp, and she moaned and wiggled her ass. She pulled back and kissed his eyelids, then his mouth, trailing her lips past his chin to his Adam’s apple, sprinkling feathery kisses over his damp skin.
“You’re driving me fuckin’ crazy,” he rasped as he bucked, shoving deeper into her.
“That feels so good,” she whispered as she pushed down.
He gripped her by the hips, their rhythm wild. The bed began creaking. He moved his hands from her hips to her ass, cupping her buttocks as his fingers dug into them. Her flesh shook and quivered under his touch and suddenly, she was nothing but her body, feeling each sensation as he thrust into her. Sweat formed on her hairline and under her breasts as she met his frantic movement. It was like a wave in a stormy sea, and she rode him hard and fast, their heated gaze locked onto one another’s.
“Lean back a bit,” he said as he gently guided her backward. “I want to see your pretty pussy.” She arched her back, shivers cooling her damp skin as the air touched her glistening folds. “So beautiful,” he murmured as he ran his finger between her puffy lips.
She jumped from the intensity of that one touch; her whole body was supercharged. “It’s so good,” she croaked. Her mouth was dry from panting.
Fallon watched in fascination as he took his finger, drenched with her juices, and slowly put it in his mouth, licking and sucking it. “So fuckin’ tasty,” he said thickly.
Without thinking, she leaned over and kissed him deeply, his thick beard tickling her skin. Their tongues swirled together and she tasted herself on his: salty and fresh like the sea. Then she pulled up and leaned back, guiding his hand to her aching clit. His dark eyes smoldered as he rubbed the side of her sweet spot. With her head thrown back, she reached around and touched his smooth, taut balls, gently stroking them. The even pressure on her stiff nub made her insides coil tighter and tighter until they exploded and a sweet spasm coursed through her. It seemed like she was rising into the air, and there was no more hurt, no more loneliness, just the incredible, the sweetness, the—
Diablo’s panting and grunting brought her back and she looked down at him. His parted lips and scrunched face touched her deeply, and she moved in sync with him as a deep growl rumbled from his throat and he stiffened under her. She pressed hard against him and he hooked his arms around her as his chest heaved. They stayed like that for several minutes, the sweet glow of her orgasm still burning inside her.
“Come by my side. It’s more comfortable,” he said as he guided her off him. Instantly, he tugged her close to him, his fingers stroking her upper arm. “What the fuck was that?”
Insecurity pricked at her. “What do you mean?”
“That was fucking unbelievable.” He squeezed her tighter as a smile broke out over her face.
“It was.” She rubbed her hands over his chest and kissed it. Her body was still humming. That was the first orgasm she’d ever had with a man. She’d experimented with herself, but she never could relax enough with a man to let it happen. A couple of the men her dad had sent to her seemed to need her to come, so she’d fake it just to get it over with. But with Diablo, it was more than she’d ever imagined. A concoction of emotion swirled inside her: excitement, happiness, fear, and anxiety. Part of her was afraid and anxious that Diablo would leave her now that they’d had sex. Her past relationships with men had taught her that was what they did.
“You happy?” Diablo interrupted her concerns.
“Very. I didn’t plan on this. It was awesome.” She burrowed closer to him.
“The things we don’t plan turn out better than the ones we do.” He kissed her head.
They lay sated and tangled in each other’s arms until she heard his deep breathing. Looking up, she saw his eyes were closed. She rested her head back on his shoulder and soon fell fast asleep.
When they woke a couple of hours later, Fallon sat up with a start.The lawyers. What time is it?Frantically, she grabbed her phone and opened it. Noon. A breath of relief escaped from her lips.I have some time.
