Chapter Fifteen #2
A smile exploded across Krystof’s face, taking fifteen years off him. “You’ll need that bonus. My son has expensive tastes. Plus, my hope is that you don’t intend to take on another client. That number is a pittance to me. It would be an insult for you to return it.”
Well, fuck. Krystof had him with that one. Judging by the smile he wore, he knew it.
Krystof waved him forward. “Come. Hug your future father-in-law.”
A surprised bark of laughter burst from Diesel, but he hugged Krystof. The guy had them married already.
Krystof pulled away, smiling like an idiot. “You laugh, but you’ll see. Svoboda men are irresistible and loyal. He won’t let you get away.”
Diesel realized his smile matched Krystof’s. He didn’t hate the idea of spending the rest of his life with Kuba. In fact, that was exactly what he planned to do. First, he needed to get to know his future stepmom.
While Kuba had been more than fine going to lunch and then hanging out at Nova’s, he had to admit he was more than a little relieved when they got home.
It had been important for Diesel to get to know Tory.
That was a big step for Nova. The entire day had been a tremendous step for him as well.
He was proud as hell that Diesel was his.
It was just hard to unlearn years of hiding.
But hell would freeze before Kuba ever risked his relationship again.
Most of all, he was glad to have Diesel alone.
They had still been asleep when Nova called to ask them to lunch.
The mental and physical exhaustion from their breakup had them dead to the world.
They had been forced to rush to get to the restaurant on time.
Kuba hadn’t gotten the chance to fully ease his heart over losing Diesel.
He couldn’t stop touching Diesel in any small way he could.
There was still a tiny part of him that was scared as hell this wasn’t real.
As they walked inside the warehouse, Kuba’s gaze landed on the boxing ring in the middle of his home gym.
He stuffed his hands into his pockets and stared.
His gaze simply wouldn’t budge. There was a lump in his throat.
This was one aspect of his life Kuba hadn’t figured out yet.
Since his drive had been beating Dread and nothing else, he didn’t know how he felt any longer.
Diesel wrapped his arms around Kuba and dragged him back against his chest. “Tell me what you’re thinking. I might not have the answers, but I’m here to listen.”
A melancholy smile touched Kuba’s lips. “That’s the saddest part. I have no idea what to say. Everything in my life revolved around humiliating Dread in the ring. Now what?”
Diesel led Kuba to the recliner and sat.
He pulled Kuba into his lap and raised the footstool.
After pressing his lips against Kuba’s head a few times in sweet kisses, he snuggled close.
“Tell me this. If this fight hadn’t been a vendetta, and you won the title again, what would’ve been your next step? ”
“I would’ve kept training. You need to stay sharp for the next challenge.
” Kuba swallowed and licked his lips in nervousness.
“The thing is, I’m tired. It’s exhausting being angry and filled with hatred all the time.
I don’t know where to go from here. Do I take on other challengers?
Dread was the best. Do I focus on bulking up and going up a weight class, taking the next step in my career?
Should I retire a champ or take a break for a little while?
I’ve lost my trainer and I have no idea what I want. ”
“Do you have to decide today? Can you take a week or two to gather your thoughts? To me, it seems like you need a moment to breathe. You’re definitely owed that.”
At Diesel’s words, Kuba’s shoulders relaxed.
It was as if his overstimulated mind had been waiting for someone to give him permission to just stop for a moment.
“Yeah. I can pause everything for a break if you’d like.
Maybe we should take a trip or something.
It definitely feels like something we should do.
” He felt Diesel’s mouth shape into a smile against his forehead at the suggestion.
“I’m up for that. Where would you like to go?”
Kuba shrugged. “As long as we’re together, I don’t care.”
“What if…” Diesel ran his hand across Kuba’s hip. “…we just stayed in bed for a few days? We could cuddle while we look online and check out vacation spots. I could steal all the kisses.”
“Mhmm. I like this idea. We could just lock up the place, set the alarm, and make love.”
They were both silent for half a beat before Kuba leapt from the recliner, laughing like an idiot. Diesel was hot on his heels without bothering to lower the footstool. Kuba locked the door and set the alarm while Diesel disappeared into the kitchen. They met back at the mouth of the kitchen.
Diesel held up two sports drinks. “We need to stay hydrated.”
Kuba gave him a sharp nod. “Good call.”
Again they paused for half a beat before running for the back of the building to their bedroom, laughing the entire way.
Kuba was on the bed and scrambling from his clothes before Diesel had even set the drinks on the bedside table.
The moment his hands were free, Diesel raced to get nude while still laughing.
The sound died the moment he tumbled onto the bed, and Kuba attacked.
Their tongues battled. Kuba’s skin burned with desire.
Diesel brought out the beast in him. It was empowering as hell knowing, before Kuba, Diesel had been slightly awkward when it came to sex.
With Kuba, his every inhibition went out the window.
They knew each other’s bodies. Diesel acted free with him and Kuba couldn’t get enough of that.
“Goddamn, D. You make me a glutton. I just want to stay right here and feel like this forever.”
Diesel kissed his neck and massaged Kuba’s cock. “I’m not going anywhere. We can do what we want.”
Kuba’s claim hit unexpectedly hard. All the overwhelming emotions flooded him again.
If he didn’t get inside Diesel, he was afraid he would fly apart.
His eyes burned with unshed tears he didn’t know how to free.
His chest felt like it might explode from all the big feelings he had pushed down for years.
He could barely breathe past the lump in his throat.
Kuba quickly found the lube and a condom.
“I’m sorry. I don’t want to hurt you, but I need you.
” His voice shook on the claim, and Diesel took the condom from Kuba.
Their gazes collided, and Diesel gently rolled Kuba onto his back while never breaking eye contact.
To his shame, a tear rolled from the corner of his eye and back into his hair.
Diesel rolled the condom down Kuba’s length while kissing his tears away.
He lubed himself and the outside of the condom.
They didn’t look away from each other as Diesel lowered himself onto Kuba’s cock.
A shaky gasp escaped Kuba as Diesel's hot hole engulfed him. He moved slow, making love to Kuba. Kuba felt the act with his heart every bit as much as his body. Diesel kissed the corner of his eyes again. “Shhh. I’ve got you.”
Kuba’s teeth chattered, and he realized he still cried.
He could have lost this. All the fucking anger and hatred had almost destroyed the most beautiful part of his life.
He had almost let Dread steal another person from him.
Never again. No matter what else Kuba had going on in his life, Kuba would water this relationship and feed it everything it needed to thrive.
“I love you.”
Diesel swiped his lips across Kuba’s at his words. “I love you too.”
“Please don’t let me fail at this. I can’t lose you. I just can’t.”
“You won’t. You’ll see. We’ll be so damn bright and beautiful, everyone will be jealous of what we’ve found.”
Kuba’s body reacted the same as his heart. A deep moan escaped when Diesel increased his speed. Their kisses turned wild, and the fear vanished. All Kuba felt was ecstasy. His body’s needs overshadowed everything.
“Yes. Take it, D. Use me. You’re so fucking beautiful.”
Diesel leaned back and tilted his chin toward the ceiling.
He visibly fought to come. Kuba massaged Diesel’s cock, needing to see it happen.
Everything inside him balanced on the edge of a knife while holding on for the vision Diesel would be.
A cry tore from Diesel. Hot cum hit Kuba’s torso.
He pulled a flip he had used a thousand times on the mat and had Diesel pinned beneath him in an instant.
Kuba pumped hard, taking Diesel’s ass and riding his orgasm into his own.
When the tingle in his spine turned into an explosion, Kuba couldn’t stop crying Diesel’s name.
Even after thrusting until not a single twitch remained, the passion didn’t end.
They fell into a heap and their mouths clashed.
Love coated the air, surrounding them with a bubble no one could break.
This was their time. They needed to stay put and savor every second.
Kuba finally had the life and love his mom had always wanted for him. He would fight to the death to keep it.