She tilted her head up and kissed him. “I’m sorry. It must’ve been awful. I just wanted what all kids want—my parents to love me. My mom left and my dad stayed. I guess I’m still trying to please him. Even though I’m grown up, the child who wanted to win his love and approval is still inside me.” Her voice hitched.
He stroked her hair. “I get that.”
“But sometimes I really hate him. I used to feel awful thinking that way. I mean, he’s the one person in my life who’s supposed to be on my side when and if no one else is. Fuck!” She slammed her hand down on the mattress.
“The fact that you can hate him shows that you can see through his bullshit. And you wanting to live on your own is the best decision you can make right now.”
“I know but it’s so damn scary. I’m afraid,” she whispered.
“You’ve got me. I’ll always have your back. If you’re scared, lean on me.”
She threw her arms around his neck, kissing him passionately. “I’m so happy I have you in my life,” she said against his lips.
He kissed her back; she tasted sweet and smoky. “I gotta take a shower, sweetness.” Standing up, he went to the bathroom and winked at her before shutting the door.
Clean and refreshed, he smiled when he saw her. He dropped his towel and joined her on the bed. She was lying on her side and he was lying on his, and she had those warm honey-colored eyes and long lashes that captured his heart as he gazed at her. Things he’d never felt before stirred deep inside him. They went past the erection he had, past the lust churning in his gut, and past the hunger he had for her at that moment. He couldn’t explain or articulate it; he just knew Fallon moved him in ways no other woman ever had.
“You have such a reflective expression on your face. What’re you thinking about?” she asked as she traced his face with her finger.
“How much I care about you.” He caught her finger and put it in his mouth, sucking on it.
“Why do you care about me?” She ran her foot up and down his shin.
“Because you do something to me. You fill a hole deep in me I didn’t even know I had. You calm the storm in me, bringing me peace. The best way I can say it is that you make me feel complete.”
Fallon’s eyes glistened and she looked deep into his gaze. “You’re my one stability in a world filled with chaos. You never leave my mind. You’re always there. And the feeling I have for you stretches throughout my whole body. It’s overwhelming, but it makes me feel complete too. I have to admit I’m scared of having my heart broken… of losing you.”
Diablo tugged her to him. “I’d never break your heart because if I did, I’d end up breaking mine too. Look, we were betrayed by people who should’ve always had our backs but didn’t. Besides my brothers, I’ve never trusted anyone. You’re the first woman I’ve trusted in a long time. It seems like you’re trusting me too.”
She nodded. “You’re the only man I’ve trusted and the only one I know I can depend on. Even though I’ve only known you for a short time, it’s like you’ve always been there just waiting for me.”
“We need each other.” He gently pushed her on her back and hovered over her. Bending down, he kissed her deeply while she ran her hands over his strong back. “I want you to know that whether my heart beats another day or another hundred years, it’s yours,” he said against her lips. She began to say something but he swallowed her words, then slipped his tongue into her mouth. Through her T-shirt, he felt her hardened nipples press against him.
“Let me take off my shirt,” she whispered.
“I’ll take care of it.” He nuzzled her neck as he took hold of her shirt’s hem and pulled it up. He straightened up and slowly took her clothes off, piece by piece, kissing and caressing her skin as he revealed it. Seeing her shiver under his touch made his cock grow more. “You’re so beautiful,” he said as he covered her pert breast with his hand. She moaned and reached out to him, her nails digging into his chest as he flicked his finger over her nipples before taking one in his mouth, cradling her other breast in his callused palm. A throaty moan fell from her lips.
“When I’m with you like this, nothing matters but you and me. Nothing can hurt me and the memories are gone. It’s like you’re me and I’m you, melting into each other. I feel safe.”
“That’s all over. From now on it’s us and nothing else matters.” He pulled her bottom lip into his mouth, sucking hard and knowing it’d be bruised, but he couldn’t stop. He wanted all of her and he couldn’t get enough of her. He wanted to possess, claim, and devour her; his hunger for her—all of her—was insatiable.
Peppering her shivering body with nips and licks, her moans and squirming underneath him went straight to his dick and fired every nerve in his body. His mouth trailed down to her belly while his hand slid under her and grabbed her ass cheek, squeezing it tightly. Again her moans drove him crazy; their raw desire was intoxicating. As his mouth lowered, she spread her legs, the scent of her arousal fueling his fire. When he licked her inner thighs and the area around her pussy, she bucked forward, pressing her sex against his face.
A chuckle rumbled deep from his chest. “I’ll get there.” A whimper escaped through her parted lips, and when he looked at her, unadulterated lust shone in her eyes. “Fuck, sweet pea.” His desire grew and his pulse quickened as he held her gaze.
More kisses, more licks, more nips to the softest skin he’d ever touched. More moans, more groans, more whimpers as she writhed underneath him. She was the fire in the core of his being. White-hot in intensity. He lifted his head and looked at her pussy pulsing in glistening need. “I love how wet you are,” he said as he slid his fingers between the velvety folds of her slippery pussy.
She gasped. “That feels so good.”
“I’m gonna make you feel a whole lot better.” He explored her aching wetness, then spread open her puffy lips and ran his tongue from her wet slit all the way to the top of her mound. Over and over he licked while he looked up at her, loving her perky nipples and her body moving around uninhibited. The scent of her, the feel of her, the taste of her fueled his fire. He dipped in and flicked his tongue against her clit while his index finger sank deep inside her.
“Oh my God,” she gasped, arching into his touch.
Picking up the pace, he shoved his finger in and out while his tongue flicked her hardened spot over and over. He licked her like he was possessed. He craved to hear her cry out, arch her back, come harder than she ever had. Then he felt her body tense under him; her belly was as hard as a board. He kept the steady pace until she cried out and clutched his head between her palms. His tongue kept going as she rode the wave of her climax, pure pleasure surging through him.
As her breathing returned to normal, he sat up and leaned back, his gaze capturing her contented one. He reached over, opened a drawer in his nightstand, and took out a packet. Putting it to his mouth, he ripped it open with his teeth.
Wiping her hair from her face, she breathed, “No. Don’t. I’m on the pill.” He jerked his head back. “I’m on it for bad periods. I want to feel you inside me.”
