Page 143 of Diamond Devil


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I put my fingers to her swollen lips. She smiles, and I trace the curve of her mouth. “Okay.” I agree to it before I say something stupid.

Like the truth.

She grabs me and pulls me in for another kiss.Goddamn, she tastes so fucking good.

I barely notice her hands sliding up beneath my sweater, but the cold of her fingers yanks my attention away from her sweet mouth. There’s something almost feral in the way she looks at me, and I’d be surprised if I wasn’t so fucking turned on.

I want her to look at me like that more often.

Every day for the rest of my life, preferably.

“I shouldn’t be encouraging this,” I growl, even as my lust yells at me to shut the hell up.

“You’re not scared of a little thunder and lightning, are you?” She’s working my sweater off me, and I now have a deep hatred for wet wool. It’s heavy and impossible to rip apart no matter how fast I want to throw it aside.

“I’m scared that you’re going to be electrocuted, or that you’ll catch a cold or worse,” I explain through gritted teeth. I want her to think I’m irritated and not at all feeling the pain from my wounded arm shooting through my fingertips. The moment she notices I’m in pain, she’ll stop. I don’t want her to stop.

Fuck,I don’t want her to ever stop.

She just ignores me and works my pants open, tugging them down with a naughty smirk I’m ravenous for more of. She brushes her fingertips across my hardness.

“I’ll be fine,” she says confidently. “You’ll protect me.”

Her conviction makes me feel invincible. Like I’m the one controlling the storm that’s now raging around us.

Taylor steps back and peels off her own sweater, quickly stepping out of her jeans with a sexy wiggle of her hips that takes my cock from hard to throbbing. I watch the rain caress every soft curve of her body and it’s now my life’s mission to lick each droplet up.

I want to take my time with her, enjoy every single moment like it’s my last…

But I need hernow.

I drag her to me, my hands grabbing her hips for leverage. She gasps when the cool metal of the parked Hummer hits her naked skin. I don’t even remember pushing her against it—all I know is I need to be inside her.

She lays herself back on the hood, which makes her spine arch and display her swollen breasts for my hungry gaze. It’s been hell and a half pretending not to notice the way her pregnancy has plumped up her curves so perfectly. But now, she’s spread for me, begging for me, and I intend to feast on every inch of her.

Once I’ve sated the beast pulsing between my legs.

I wrap her legs around me and guide myself to her slit. She’s so fucking hot as I push inside; it’s enough to completely forget about the cold rain pelting my back. I lean over her to block some of it out, to keep her warm and pressed to me as I push harder, thrust deeper.

She takes me so good. So fucking good.

I brace my hands on either side of her head, hypnotized by the way her breasts bounce and sway with every thrust. Her nipples have tightened into perfect nubs begging to be suckled, and it would be rude of me to deny her. So I dip my head and suck a sweet bud into my mouth, coaxing and massaging with my tongue.

Taylor squeezes and pulses on my cock in time with each suckle.Fuck, that feels incredible. It makes me go harder, deeper, faster. I want more. I need more. Her moans pitch high and loud as I stop holding back and fuck her the way I’ve wanted to since the moment I met her.

And just like I’d predicted, she bucks her hips and lets out a loud, long, uninhibited scream.

“Yes,” she moans. “Please, please, please…”

I slam my hips against hers. It’s the only thunder I can hear, and the only wetness I want or notice is the surge of her warmth bathing my cock as she orgasms around me. I keep going, and she keeps writhing and begging for more. I lift her leg and rest it against my good shoulder as I lean forward, and we both cry out at the insane pleasure the new angle gives us.

Her hand slams down against the hood of the Hummer as she cries out my name. I run a palm over her stomach, marveling at what’s growing in there right now. I can’t quite tell if it’s starting to swell yet, but I know for a fact that once she does start showing, I’m never going to not be hard as a rock. I’m never going to not want her.

I’ve never felt more deeply possessive of anything in my entire life. All I can think, other than that I need to ruin her for every other man on the planet, is that she’s strong enough to take me as I am.

Mytigrionok.My wild tiger.

Once I’ve reduced her to a quivering mass of hormones, I pull her closer, grinding my cock inside her as deep as she can take it.

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