Chapter 6

Six

K aila

I shook with need and the absolute desire to be everything to this man.

His huge, gorgeous body pinned me to the door and my legs were spread wide. He was wild, raw and nothing like Wolfe, that was for damn sure.

I buried my fingers in his hair and I pulled him away from my attention-seeking nipples. I wanted the taste of his tongue on mine like I needed air to live.

He lifted me to him, and I finished the job of taking his shirt off. I tossed it aside, faintly aware he carried me through a warmly lit hallway. I was too busy kissing him with everything in me.

The softness of his bed cushions my back, and my lip caught between my teeth when he kissed his way down my breasts to find the nub buried between my cum-covered folds.

We were moving so fast, but I knew something right and good when I saw it. Felt it to my soul.

His eyes never left my face as he stepped from the bed and shed the remainder of his clothes. Seeing him fully naked, I stared in awe of the raw beauty before me. His cock was swollen, veined, and the tip an angry purple. Heavy balls drew my eyes further, and I licked my lips.

A part of me wanted to drink him in for ages. All that tatted skin. My name splashed across a perfectly sculpted pec. The fierce dragon with the same color of eyes as mine.

I raised a hand and crooked a finger at him and he came, cock in hand stroking the thick rod with slow movements.

"Spread your thighs."

Two words entered my mind as I let my knees drop to either side. Deliciously filthy.

Older than me, off-limits, and my brother's best friend. If that didn't tick off a fucking fabulous bucket list, I didn't know what did.

I shivered when his weight pressed onto the bed, and he kneeled between my spread legs. Rivulets of cum dripped from the fat head of his cock and spilled over his fingers. He did nothing to wipe them off, only continued to stroke that beautifully thick cock over and over again.

I whimpered at the size of him versus the size of me. We don't seem compatible at all.

He gripped my leg and wound it around his waist, spreading me wider. He stroked my inner thigh with his thumb and drew the fat head of his cock to my core.

He pushed forward until the head stretched me around the bulbous tip. I gasped at the sensations, loving the sweet burn.

And then he fell over me, his massive body pressing me into the mattress.

"Kaila, baby, fuck."

My legs and arms went around him, and I held him tight. We both trembled. Him from restraint, and I knew he tried not to hurt me. And me from raw desire to have him claim my virginity once and for all.

My clit throbbed, and the walls of my pussy clenched. I stiffened and buried my fingers in the sheets. I couldn't help it.

"Relax, baby, you can take me. I'll be slow." He dropped his head to my shoulder, and every muscle in his body rippled under my touch.

I did, and with one smooth thrust, he slipped in, breaking my hymen. I cried out from surprise and shock. In less than a minute I went from virgin to claimed. His massive cock stretched the walls of my channel to fit him, making me delirious with the need to orgasm. We both stilled and took in the moment, wrapped in each other's arms. He looked at me, and I grew completely breathless from what I saw reflecting back at me.

He kissed me long and deep, and I panted into his mouth. I arched into his arms as he slipped one beneath my ass and drew me into him. His cock eased deeper, and oh God, that felt so good.

I cried out, and juices flooded my channel to wet the bed. He groaned and buried his face against my throat again. His tongue swirled over the intricate details of my hummingbird, and I loved it when he slipped down to do the same to my pouty nipples.

Kneeling above me, I peered down the length of my body and watched as he drew his cock out. He took the swollen shaft in hand and when I saw trickles of white cum drip down to spill over my pussy, I gasped. "Fuck, Diesel," I whimpered.

"Mine," he purred with a devilish grin.

I looked back up at him. The expression in his eyes was something I never saw in a man's eyes. It was possessive and sensual at the same time. He desired me. Wanted me.

He gathered every last drop and fed them to my pussy, driving in with a forceful thrust. My thoughts dimmed to nothing but a hum of noise when he dragged his stubbled chin over my sensitive skin, marking me before he took a candy-hard peak between his teeth. He bit down enough to have my hips raise off the bed. And then he did it all over again before dragging his tongue to the other.

"Sweet and plump. They make me hungrier."

He pulled back, leaving them both wet and aching for more, wicked excitement on his face.

"Get ready to come and come hard, baby."

He spread my thighs and took each of my hands to place on either knee.

"Hold yourself open for me and don't let go."

Eyes riveted to my pussy, he inhaled my arousal with a deep breath, and I readied for whatever he had in mind.

But that was impossible. Nothing prepared me for what he could do to my body.

He started out slow, sinking into me until I could feel his balls slap against my ass.

He lashed me to him and began to fuck me hard and fast. I tightened around him, and my pussy begged for him when he withdrew. I shook under his force. As the need grew unbearable, he kissed me with all the tenderness I craved.

"You get wetter and wetter the longer I fuck you."

His sizzling gaze racked over my body as he withdrew and sank in deeper and it was…

"There, yes, Diesel, right there! More, please, fuck me harder. Yes!"

He growled and leaned over me on his forearms. He pounded into me so hard the bed rocked.

I cried out as I was suddenly rolled and thrust on top. We didn't lose rhythm for long. I found the sweet spot as I took a man from the top for the first time. I moaned with forbidden pleasure and rode my sexy tattoo artist until my orgasm sat just out of reach. Firm hands gripped my hips and held me tight. I can't move. My pulse thundered. He thrust up into me, and I hurtled over the edge into my first orgasm.

My back bowed and my tits grew heavy. I reached for them and pinched the tips. Bolts of sweet pleasure shot through me and the walls of my channel clenched around him.

"I feel you, woman, fuck, I feel you coming. Feel that burning rising inside you, baby? Hold onto that and let go. I'll keep you safe." He thrust so deep, I splintered. Clinging to Diesel, my Diesel. I screamed and trembled in his hold.

His voice sounded deep, tight, and thick with the same emotions clogging my throat.

I rocked my hips and my head fell back with my eyes closed.

Just when I thought it was all over, Diesel clamped his fingers around my hips and drove into me one last time.

"Greedy pussy wants my milk. Fuck, yes!" Diesel roared, and I quivered at the feel of his cock pulsating into me. Ropes of hot cum filled me up and spilled down to leave my thighs sticky wet with our shared release.

I collapsed over him, and he rolled my boneless body to the side and pulled me in close.

As I lay in his arms, my eyes drifted closed and I couldn't help but to think I just had the best fuck of my life with a man I have a deep feeling I never stopped loving. He captured my fingers and drew my hand to rest over his heart. I don't know how we've found each other again, but I don't think I ever want to leave him.