Page 16 of Before I Should Leave
He kissed my neck, my jaw, and sucked my nipple into his mouth as his hips rolled deeper. “Goddamn, you feel good.” His voice sent shivers down my spine. His stroke hit every wall like he built the room.
And when I clenched around him when my moans turned to whimpers and my legs shook? He slowed down.
“Mmm. You take this dick so well.”
I cried out. He kissed my lips again, his thrusts going deeper now, rhythm hitting that spot over and over until I came again. This time louder and harder, eyes rolling. Mouth open. Full-body unraveling. “Oooohhh! Yessss!!!
And he didn’t stop. Just kissed me through it. Slid his fingers to my clit and rubbed as he kept stroking. “Lemme feel you nut one more time. Just like that.”
And I gave it to him. Back to back. Hips jerking. Sheets damn near on the floor. My nails dragging down his back as he finally groaned in my ear: “Fuck, I’m ‘bout to nut. . .”
Diesel kissed me hard as his body shuddered against mine. Thrusts slowing. Breath catching. Heart racing. He stayed inside me for a moment, chest to chest, sweat, and air between us. His hand caressed the side of my face. Then he whispered, “I told you I’d hold you while you sleep.”
And this time? I didn’t pretend. Sleep came easily.
Ididn’t wake up to the sun, my alarm, or the flight notification I forgot to set. I woke up to Diesel. I woke up to slow, warm breaths between my thighs, a thick tongue dragging across my clit like he owned it, and to moans coming from my mouth before my brain even caught up.
He was under the covers with his handsome ass buried. His hands were holding my hips like he wasn’t going anywhere like breakfast was already served, and I was on the plate.
My body hummed with the memory of last night, and was already climbing again under his mouth. “Diesel…” I gasped, eyes fluttering open.
He didn’t answer with words. He answered in tongue. With pressure and slow, deep strokes that made my hips roll towardhis face. He groaned low, the vibration sending shockwaves through my clit.
I grabbed the sheets. One hand slid into his braids, tugging gently. His grip tightened. He licked me like he had time and he wanted to taste every inch. Then sucked hard just once right over the bundle of nerves that had me crying out, twisting, breathless.
“Right there,” I whispered. He did it again. Then again. “Shit... Diesel.”
He came up for air, lips glistening. “Good mornin', beautiful.”
I laughed, shaky and winded. “You’re insane.”
He kissed the inside of my thigh. “Nah. I’m hungry.” I tried to sit up, but he pushed me back gently with one palm on my stomach. “I ain’t finished.”
“I thought you. . .”
He smirked. “That was just my warm-up.”
Then he slid two fingers deep inside me, curling just right. My back arched and his mouth was on me again—licking, sucking, rubbing that spot inside with every stroke of his fingers. “Diesel, fuuuckkk. . .”
“Yeah,” he growled against my clit. “Give me that shit. Let it go.” I came fast and messy, legs shaking, voice breaking. He climbed up the bed, grabbed a condom from the nightstand, and slid it on in one smooth motion. “Turn over for me.”
I did. Breathless. Legs still trembling. He kissed my back. My shoulder. Bit my earlobe. Then slid in from behind. It was deep, slow, and thick. My moans echoed off the walls. “Oh, my god. . .”
His hands gripped my hips, pulling me back into him with each slow thrust. “Damn, you feel too good,” he muttered. “Wet as fuck.”
“You did that,” I gasped, bracing against the headboard as his rhythm picked up.
He grunted. “I’ma do more.” He pulled me up to my knees, back pressed to his chest. One hand on my throat. The other rubbing my clit. “Play wit’ that pussy for me,” he whispered. “I wanna feel you lose it on this dick.” I reached down, rubbing tight circles as he fucked me deep from behind, his breath hot in my ear. “You ain’t gon’ forget this shit.”
“Uh-uh...”
“Say it,” Diesel commanded, sucking on my neck.
“I won’t forget you.”
He slammed into me harder, deeper, groaning, owning every part of me. I came again, damn near blacking out, body clenching so hard around him he cursed and grabbed my hips to stay steady. And then he flipped me and laid me back. Hooked one leg over his shoulder and went slow again.
Deep.
