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But that was impossible. Nothing prepared me for what he could do to my body.

He started out slow, sinking into me until I could feel his balls slap against my ass.

He lashed me to him and began to fuck me hard and fast. I tightened around him, and my pussy begged for him when he withdrew. I shook under his force. As the need grew unbearable, he kissed me with all the tenderness I craved.

“You get wetter and wetter the longer I fuck you.”

His sizzling gaze racked over my body as he withdrew and sank in deeper and it was…

“There, yes, Diesel, right there! More, please, fuck me harder. Yes!”

He growled and leaned over me on his forearms. He pounded into me so hard the bed rocked.

I cried out as I was suddenly rolled and thrust on top. We didn’t lose rhythm for long. I found the sweet spot as I took a man from the top for the first time. I moaned with forbidden pleasure and rode my sexy tattoo artist until my orgasm sat just out of reach. Firm hands gripped my hips and held me tight. I can’t move. My pulse thundered. He thrust up into me, and I hurtled over the edge into my first orgasm.

My back bowed and my tits grew heavy. I reached for them and pinched the tips. Bolts of sweet pleasure shot through me and the walls of my channel clenched around him.

“I feel you, woman, fuck, I feel you coming. Feel that burning rising inside you, baby? Hold onto that and let go. I’ll keep you safe.” He thrust so deep, I splintered. Clinging to Diesel, my Diesel. I screamed and trembled in his hold.

His voice sounded deep, tight, and thick with the same emotions clogging my throat.

I rocked my hips and my head fell back with my eyes closed.

Just when I thought it was all over, Diesel clamped his fingers around my hips and drove into me one last time.

“Greedy pussy wants my milk. Fuck, yes!” Diesel roared, and I quivered at the feel of his cock pulsating into me. Ropes of hot cum filled me up and spilled down to leave my thighs sticky wet with our shared release.

I collapsed over him, and he rolled my boneless body to the side and pulled me in close.

As I lay in his arms, my eyes drifted closed and I couldn’t help but to think I just had the best fuck of my life with a man I have a deep feeling I never stopped loving. He captured my fingers and drew my hand to rest over his heart. I don’t know how we’ve found each other again, but I don’t think I ever want to leave him.

Chapter Seven

Kaila

We spent the rest of the day learning each other’s bodies and I agreed to stay the night. How could I refuse when he offered to cook dinner? When we finally peeled ourselves out of bed the next morning, I was giddy with happiness. I’d never felt so alive. Ever.

Yet I couldn’t help but worry about my brother and especially my father. I didn’t want to let them down, but I know I’m making the right decision with Diesel. He was a good man, kind and tender to those around him.

Fate had really brought my life around. Not only did I have my degrees and my new bookstore, my passion in life, but I now had Diesel back in my life again, and it felt full to bursting.

Not wanting to do the walk of shame, I pushed Diesel to wake before any of the other artists arrived, since he promised to give me a ride back home.

Instead of going to my apartment, I opted for my bookstore. I had a huge amount of work ahead of me if I wanted to have my grand opening come Monday.

Diesel came back from retrieving my clothes, minus my shredded thong, and I took a quick shower and then shimmied into my top and skirt.

While I fixed my hair in the bathroom, Diesel leaned his broad shoulder against the frame. His eyes tracked every movement, and I started to feel the heat of arousal color my cheeks.

While I wanted this, I also didn’t come home to make life difficult for anyone. Crap. Why did life have to be so damn difficult? Couldn’t it just be simple? He made me happy. End of story. But I knew Caleb wouldn’t see it that way.

He pushed off the frame and crossed the room. He stroked the rough pad of his thumb down my cheek. “I see that blush, baby, and you're more beautiful than the rising sun, but what has put that sadness in your eyes?”

I raised a brow at my lover and fell into his open arms. Today he wore a tight-fitting black T-shirt paired with black jeans that did things for a man’s assets.

“Caleb. My father.” I felt like an ass bringing them up after the night we had, but someone had to. “Where do we go from here, Diesel?”

He pulled me back and looked into my eyes. “In case I wasn’t clear yesterday, after what we shared, you’re mine, baby. Just as much as I am yours.” His arms tightened around me, and I loved the smell of his cologne. It fit a dominant alpha like him perfectly. It held powerful undercurrents of strength but didn’t overpower and suffocate. It was all Diesel.

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