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“That’s amazing. Your father will be the only way to beat my father at his own game. I wanted to play the long game and take him down from the inside after uni but Cuyler made a good point that that’s still five years away and time I can’t ever get back. I’m just done.”
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Diesel has been pacing the floor of the walk-in closet for fifteen minutes. He thinks he should wear a suit, I think he should dress less formal.
“Do you even know who your father is?” He calls from the closet. I roll from the bed and pop my head in, taking in his half naked form.
“I do, and if you try too hard, he will see it the instant we walk into his house. Here, wear these jeans, with that belt and the black button-up shirt, roll up the sleeves. It's lunch casual but still looks nice.”
Diesel smirks at me as I take him in. “Like what you see?”
I bite my lip and nod. “Turn around and put your hands on the mirror.”
I do as he asks, I place my hands on the floor to ceiling mirror and watch him stalk towards me. I look down under the scrutiny of his gaze.
“Eyes on me,” he breathes in my ear, moving my hair to fall over my left shoulder. “Ass out…good girl.”
Diesel flips my dress over my ass and slides my silk underwear down my legs, throwing them to the side. His large hands grip my ass cheeks and spread them apart, my core thrums with need. “Please, I need you to touch me.”
He buries his face between my legs, running his tongue from my ass to my clit ever so slowly. “Fuck, you taste good. When we get back from visiting your father, I want you on my face, grinding that sweet pussy against my lips. I want to be able to smell you for hours afterwards.”
Diesel stands and slides his boxer briefs down his muscular legs. “Are you sure you want me?”
“Yes,” I pant.
“Not just my cock but me, the possessive, jealous, and slightly insecure me.”
“I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t, but no more lies between us, no matter how bad. We work as a team.”
He thrusts inside me, not breaking eye contact. “I love you, even if being near you makes me crazy.”
I swallow back a lump in my throat, can I say it back? Tears well in my eyes, I never expected to ever feel this way again. “Shh, don’t cry. I understand, just let me love you.”
I nod, unable to form any coherent words. Diesel grasps my waist and slowly thrusts inside me. We move together in silence, just looking into each other's eyes. The unspoken words passing between us, we both need to heal together and learn how to trust and love without the fear of our pasts overshadowing us.
One of Diesel's hands moves around to rub my clit, the way his finger slides over my nub sends a perfect ache through my core, the friction building between us has me pulsating around his cock as an orgasm washes over me. Diesel follows behind me quickly.
My phone starts vibrating on the small bench next to where Diesel keeps his watches and other jewellery.
“Shit, that will be my father’s driver.”
“Hello, Cyrus’s phone…Yes, thank you, we will be down in five minutes.”
I smile at him, standing before me naked with my juices lining his now flaccid dick. “Who needs clothes, I’m sure Celine would at least appreciate the view.”
“And risk you taking advantage of me in front of your father? I think not.”
We both throw on our clothes, and I make sure to spray a little extra perfume on. I don’t need us walking in smelling like we just fucked. My father isn’t an idiot, but I’m sure he wouldn’t be pleased thinking about it.
Once we’re ready, Diesel drives us to the front entrance to Briar Academy and parks his cart in the small parking facility. We show our day passes to the security, and they log our exit, quickly making our way over to the awaiting vehicle.
“Hey Brick,” I say to my father’s driver as I slide into the car.
“Long time no speak, you look well.”
“I feel good. How are Mellie and the kids?” I ask, and Diesel moves in beside me and silently watches our exchange.
“Mellie still busts my balls, and the twins are eleven going on twenty. Your father insisted they come on this trip, so they're at a hotel probably causing chaos.”
