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“But, Nadie, I seem to remember some cheap fuckin’ woman hitting on me, making all kinds of promises. So, why don’t you lose the clothes?” He slaps his thigh, eyes glittering. “Then climb up here and give me a lap dance with an ecstatic ending.”
I shake as I strip, and the hunger in his expression is a revelation. He lingers on every point of exposed flesh. Then he unzips and pulls himself out, thumb stroking over the head as he starts to tug on his cock, making it bigger and harder.
“Or just get here and give me the ride of my fuckin’ life.”
“Diego, we—”
“Just this, you and me. Everything else at the door.” He reaches out with his spare hand and catches my hip, drawing me close. “You’re fucking gorgeous, Nadie, but too skinny. You’re not eating enough, are you?”
A laugh bubbles. This is so Diego, getting hot and dirty and wanking himself while suddenly worrying about my health, about me.
I climb on him, and he holds his cock for me. I lower myself onto it, and he stretches me, filling me until I’ve taken him all the way in.
“Fuck, Nadie.”
“Is that a comment or an order?”
“Both.”
I start to rock on him, kneading at his chest like a cat as I find what I want. Moving up and down on him and rocking forward, pushing my clit into him.
He puts his hands behind his head and lets me do what I want. Soon, I’ve got it, a slow roll and bounce that begins to build.
Each time I come down on him, it’s perfection. Diego inside me, touching everywhere, and my stomach ripples with pleasure as I speed it up.
Soon, he’s thrusting up. His hands grab my hips to take control, working me hard on him, and it’s one of those orgasms that sweep like a wild tidal wave. It takes me hard, and I throb and clench on him.
“Fuck, Nadie. Next time, I’m having your ass. I’m going to paint you in my cum, fuck your face. Use you every way I can think and make you beg for more. Fuck. Fuck.”
He shudders and grunts. His cock twitches, and he comes inside me. I’m still being swept into whirlpools of pleasure, crashing waves of delight that come down on each other until I come a second time, my whole being shaking with it. I yell his name, and I gush from somewhere deep inside.
It’s not an orgasm. I’m still riding it, right down to my toes, to where I’m fused with him, but it’s a different, deeper thing, coming home, beauty and light and Diego.
I collapse on him, and he holds me to him.
My eyes flutter shut for a few moments, and when I open them, I’m up close to the chain. There’s something about the links, the delicacy.
A jolt runs through me.
Years ago, I gave him a chain. It was mine, a girl’s thing, delicate links. Oh. God. My stomach twists as something like nausea almost overtakes me because it’s too much. I don’t know what to do with such naked emotion.
He’s not only still got it, but he wears it. He’s had it woven into another one by a craftsman, but he’s wearing it.
I want to say something, but I can’t. I just run my finger along it.
“Yeah,” he says, picking up my hand and kissing my fingers. “And that watered-down bourbon I got you? Totally worth it.”
I start to laugh.
ChapterSeventeen
DIEGO
I wish I could stay in the cabin with her, life and the past left outside, but that’s not the way things work.
We end up making it to the bedroom where I fuck her again. I shouldn’t keep doing it.
I need to let go of the idea of having her back in my life. Doesn’t matter that I’ve had her. I’m not the same man I was years ago, and I can’t win her back.
