Chapter 25
All goes quiet as Diesel settles over me, shielding me with his body, kissing my temple, my forehead, murmuring my name.
I’m already floating, my heart feels too big for my chest as he rocks gently from side to side. Settling into the cradle of my legs.
This feels right.
Everything about him fills up some part of me I didn’t know was empty. Until him.
“Lord, you feel good below me, sweetheart,” he murmurs, guiding his cock up and down, teasing me open.
When he dips his mouth to mine, I take his tongue deep, the same place the veiny length of him was moments ago.
He pushes inside of me and the whimper he causes hangs at the base of my throat.
Oh. Yes. He’s huge.
“Fuck, River. That’s a tight little heaven you’ve got there.” He groans, shifts, catches my thigh with his hand, pulls, and hooks my leg over his elbow.
Spreading me wide open.
“Oh my god,” I gasp when he strokes into me.
“That’s…deep,” I moan.
“Mmm hm. That’s me hard as steel for you.”
He strokes again, my head pitches back and a sound tears out of me that’s never formed inside me before.
“You take me so good,” he whispers against my neck. Biting, sucking as he braces himself on his left elbow. Keeping up that slow glide of his cock in places I didn’t know existed.
He works me up ’til I’m crying out with every stroke, our bodies jammed against the headboard, skin slick against each other.
Then he shocks a gasp out of me by pulling out.
“No!”
“Yes,” He flips me over on all fours, jerks my hips back against his. “Tell me what you need.”
“This. I need you.”
He groans, plants his hand on the bed next to mine, lowers his body over mine, slick skin against my back and pushes inside.
My hips tilt automatically, dragging a groan out of him. Every thrust goes deeper, harder.
The slamming force jostles my breasts, makes my breath catch.
“Oh god,” he groans. “Fuck. Fuck me. That’s g-good.”
“Yes,” I whine, the shake in my voice matching the tremors tearing through me. It’s coming. I’m close.
The heat. The pressure. The jolting force. It’s wild and raw. And everything this man is. That we are.
I’m breathing in gasps, my vision wavering when he cracks his hand on my right cheek. The shock reverberates through me, making me scream.
“Fuck, cowgirl. This ass makes Daddy want to fuck it too. Mark what’s mine everywhere.”
I leave my body. The very thought of him filling me there, wipes my vision out.
I should be terrified, instead a flood of pressure fills my pussy. “Oh my god, I’m…”
Diesel reaches around me, rubs his fingers back and forth over my clit. “You’re gonna squirt for me, River.”
Nothing has ever felt like this, but it’s good. So good. And then relief hits me, liquid splashes his hand, runs down my thighs, sending him into a frenzy.
“Oh god, don’t stop, daddy. Don’t. S-s-stop.”
He pounds me into next week. I come so hard my teeth chatter, my legs collapse, and my screams echo off every surface in the hotel room.
Security’s definitely coming.
It sounds like I’m being murdered. And when Diesel shouts, it’s so loud and deep, it rolls through me like an earthquake.
I lie panting on the bed, trembling, gasping for air, as he pushes my hair aside, uncovering my face.
“God, you’re beautiful.”
“I might be dead.” I lick my swollen lips. Pretty sure I bit them ’til they bled.
He chuckles softly, crashes down on his side, dragging me into those strong arms. “That was incredible.”
“That was… devastating.”
He kisses my ear, sighs happily. “You look owned.”
“I… am.”
When I peel my eyes open with great effort, Diesel’s watching me up close.
There’s a look in his gaze I’ve never seen before. Peace.
“I love you,” he whispers.
The speed at which my heart forces tears to my eyes has to be faster than sound.
“I love you too, Diesel.”
Stoking his thumb gently over my cheek, he smiles.
God, it’s a beautiful sight. “Now that we have a dog, I think it’s only appropriate that we talk about getting married.”
I’m struck silent for a long minute. “Is this a proposal?” I finally ask, voice still hoarse from his destruction of my body.
“No, consider it a warning.”
I close my eyes and just breathe. Married. To Diesel. With a ranch and a dog.
It sounds like heaven.
“There’s still the problem of my brother.” I say, emotion making my voice thready.
Diesel’s eyes go serious. “I’ll deal with him. Any kind of problems I deal with from now on. Whatever worries you is mine to fix.”
I nuzzle into his arms, the threat of crying very real. I didn’t realize what that would mean, to know someone was there in my corner, until this very moment.
“I’ve never had that before.”
He tucks me into his arms, cradles my head against his chest. “I know. But you’re mine now, and I protect and shield what’s mine from the world.”
I fall asleep listening to Diesel’s steady breathing, safe, warm, happy in a way I didn’t know was possible.