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“That was fuckin’ hot.” Diesel kissed the side of her head.
“It was wild. I feel so good right now.” Her warm sigh washed over him.
Damn… I’m hooked.
And then exhaustion claimed him.
Chapter Twenty
Curling wisps ofsteam followed Diesel as he emerged from the bathroom with a white towel wrapped around his waist. Drops of water clung to the well-defined muscles of his arms and chest.
“Do you want one?” Myla said, lifting her bottle of caramel latte.
“Nah, I don’t go for stuff like that.”
“I can run down and get you a fresh cup of coffee with a splash of cream—your favorite non-alcoholic drink.”
He laughed. “Thanks, but I’ll grab a cup when I get downstairs. I’m giving the fuckin’ badges just one hour, then I’m outta there. I hate this shit.”
“I don’t blame you.”
She sat back in the cushy chair, took a sip of her coffee drink, and watched him dress, loving how his muscles flexed with each movement. As usual, her gaze fell onto his taut, rounded ass, remembering how smooth and firm the skin felt under her fingers as they came together just an hour before.Everything about him is so damn sexy! Even how he buttons his shirt.His long, nimble fingers worked quickly, and she smiled, knowing exactly how deft and nasty those digits could be.
“I hate wearing long sleeves when it’s hot as hell outside,” he grumbled.
Diesel had explained to her earlier that he wanted to cover up his tattoos because he didn’t want the cops to dwell on them. There was no way they wouldn’t know he was a member of the Insurgents MC because it was all over his rap sheet, but keeping the visuals away from law enforcement made for a smoother encounter.
He bent over to pull up his biker boots, wiped his damp hair back from his face, and ran his fingers through it.
“Are you nervous?” she said.
“’Bout what?”
“Going to the police station?”
Diesel snapped his head back. “Fuck no. I don’t give a shit about the damn badges. The whole thing’s just a pain in my ass. I’d rather be riding with your tits pressed against my back than wasting time on this shit.” He slid his wallet into the front pocket of his black jeans.
“I love your confidence. Actually, that’s one of the many things I like about you. You always seem so sure of yourself, so grounded in your independence.”
He glanced over at her. “That’s the only way to be. You can’t let all the bullshit of life or crap that goes around twenty-four-seven pull you down. Living life onmyterms is the only way I know how.”
“I like that. You look handsome. You still have that bad-boy edge, but I suspect that’s inborn.” She giggled.
“Damn straight, darlin’. I don’t want the fuckin’ badges to focus on shit that doesn’t matter. You know, they’re all about that. I want to claim Freddy, arrange for him to be sent home, and get out of there.” He looked over her head and stared into the distance.
She pushed up from the chair and walked over to him. “I know this is hard for you.” She wrapped her arms tightly around him. The scent of clean soap and pine wound around her. “It feels surreal that he’s not here. Whenever I think of it, it’s like a punch to my stomach.”
Diesel pressed her closer to him. “Yeah… like being gutted. Fuck.”
They stood in silence, lost in their own memories of Freddy, deriving comfort from one another.
“I better go. The sooner I’m done with this shit, the better,” he murmured against the top of her head.
Myla tilted her head back, he melded his mouth to hers, and then they were kissing like two drowning people trying to breathe. It was as if they’d discovered something that had never been so real, so connected, so perfect before that moment.
“Damn, Myla… the taste of your mouth, the feel of your body, the fuckin’ scent of your perfume, your pussy,you… have gotten inside me. Fuck, darlin’,” he rasped as he squeezed her tight.
Tears sprang to her eyes, and she blinked them away. Myla wanted to tell him that when his lips touched hers, when his mouth, fingers, and tongue grazed her body, it was like the ground below her melted away and time stopped. But before she could get the words out, he released her and patted her behind.
