4
DIESEL
I was fucking drenched in sweat once again. I looked at the time and it was nearing midnight. For the first time in years I had woken up not due to a nightmare, but because I was balls deep inside of Gabriela Cristiano. Fuck if she wasn’t gorgeous. I couldn’t stop her when her pretty mouth was wrapped around my cock. She gobbled me up like she was starving. It was the best blow job I’d ever had. Fuck I had missed that feeling. The feel of a warm wet tongue kissing and running against me. I had missed the feel of a woman, and Gabriela was seeking out the beast in me.
Guilt ran through me and I stared up at the ceiling realizing that it was the first time in years since I’d had contact with someone. And fuck if I didn’t love it. Shit, I needed it. The last thing I expected was for the sexy vixen to follow me, let alone drop my pants and devour me. To top it all off, she walked away without letting me give her what she really wanted. Me.
“Does she really want me?” I said to the empty room. “I’m damaged goods. Far too fucked up for the likes of her.”
I groaned and flipped over on my side. My cock twitched, seeking attention, but I ignored it.
“Calm down Diesel. No woman has ever been enough to make you forget.” My cock ached and I finally flipped over and took it in hand.
I stroked and squeezed it as I pictured those pretty green eyes looking up at me. I pictured her lying back on my bed as I dipped my cock into her juicy cavern. I remembered her moans and her whimpers as I pictured driving myself into her. I only felt her body for a few moments, but she was all soft and curvy, all woman. Her breasts alone made me drool and her hips, those deep contours, made my cock finally explode. Stream after stream of white cream leapt out and coated my stomach and thighs.
I grunted and shook as I came. But when I was done, my cock lurched and my satisfaction was short-lived. My dick was practically shouting for me to get him what he craved for and my mind was easily succumbing to its pleas.
I needed to get the fuck out of here! I needed to ride.
An hour later I was sitting on my bike staring at the dim light that lit what I knew was her office. I contemplated what to do for a few minutes, but my desire got the best of me. Propping my helmet under my arm I made my way to the front of the precinct. It was eerily quiet and only a couple of police officers milled around. One of them spotted me and approached me.
“Can I help you with something?”
“I’m looking for Detective Cristiano.”
“Who’s askin’?” A big brawny guy came up to us. His badge glimmered as it hung around his neck. If I were any other guy I might have been intimidated, but he didn’t faze me.
“A friend.”
“A friend huh?”
“Look man, we’re working a case together. I’m a Hellbound Lover. I’m not here to cause any problems or hurt her.”
“The officer who had approached me leaned over to the big brawny guy and whispered something in his ear. The big guy nodded and looked at me.”
“Second floor, last office on the right.” As I walked past them he grabbed onto my forearm. I slowly looked down, but he didn’t get the hard clue to release me. Instead he tightened his grip on me. “Watch yourself with her,” he growled.
I narrowed my eyes on him, a surge of jealousy slowly starting to consume me. I pulled back my arm and stared fixedly at him. “I’d say the same to you.”
Pushing past him, I angrily made my way up to the second floor. By the time I got upstairs my blood was boiling and I was pissed off at myself for feeling this way about her. But all I kept thinking as I approached her office was that she was mine.
She was all alone in her office seated at her desk, looking all pretty and sexy. Her hair was swept up in a ponytail, black rimmed glasses were perched up on her delicate nose and those damn luscious lips were coated in some sexy pink lipstick. I strode in and she jumped in her seat as I slammed the door behind me.
“Diesel!” She went to take off her glasses and I growled.
“Leave them on.”
She slowly let go of the rim and her fingertips hovered over her lips sexily. I set my helmet down on the edge of her desk and made my way towards her. Her eyes were glued onto mine as I looked down at her.
Tilting her chin up I grazed my thumb along that bottom, pouty lip. My hands shook slightly, and not being able to wait anymore, I bent down and captured her lips in a deep searing kiss. Our tongues danced against one another, exploring, tasting each other. She moaned in my mouth and I dropped to my knees before her. My hands ran up along those sexy fucking leggings she wore, dragging around her waist and gripping the material, tugging it down over her plush ass.
Breaking the kiss, I stared down as her bare pussy was slowly exposed to my eyes. I groaned at the sight of it, my hands stopping mid-thigh. I lifted her legs up, the seat tilting back at an angle as her folds shined prettily in the dim light.
“Dirty girl,” I growled and leaned down getting my taste of her.”
“Diesel!” She struggled slightly, but in the position she was in, she had nowhere to go. She was trapped against my mouth.
I groaned as I ran my tongue along her juicy folds. Her sexy mewls urging me on. I dragged my nails down the backs of her thighs and I pushed them back, tilting her further as I devoured her hungrily. She tasted so fucking good on my tongue. I missed the taste of a woman’s hot core and I was going to show her just how much.
I teased her entrance with my tongue and she whimpered, holding her legs back for me. I could hear her ragged breaths as she moaned for me.
“Diesel, my God!”
Slowly I devoured her, taking my time savoring her soft flesh, stimulating ever cell in her curvy little body. Giving her what she had given me only hours before. Her whimpers were driving me fucking insane. I ran my hands up her legs dragging her leggings up off her legs. The sound of her heels hitting the wooden floor as I swept the material off her.
She groaned as I opened her legs wide. Her fingers immediately slipped through my hair. Our eyes met as my tongue twirled along her clit, lazily sliding down to dip and tease her delicate orifice.
“Diesel,” she whispered and bit her lip as she spread her legs wider, pressing me against her core.
“Take it, Diesel. It’s yours.” She arched her back and I roared in her pussy as those words did shit to my insides. I fucking wanted to take her, to fucking own her. I wanted every fucker downstairs to know she was mine.
I sucked hard on her clit and she cried out my name as her body shook in release. Her honey coated my tongue as I lapped at her, making her mine.
“Diesel! Oh God! Oh my God!”
I gave her gentle languid flicks of my soaked muscle, slowly allowing her to come down from the ecstasy. She leaned her head back, her body writhing sexily as she moaned sensually. I kissed her mons lightly before letting her legs down.
She sat up and tugged on the lapels of my jacket, bringing my mouth to hers. Her tongue rolling against mine in a hungry open mouthed kiss. She hugged me so fucking close I wanted to lift her in my arms and take her home. I allowed her access to my mouth and she took it, greedily. Tasting herself on my tongue as she sucked it into her mouth. I had to admit, the woman knew how to fucking kiss. I wanted to fuck her as her tongue tangled against mine.
I grunted and slowly broke free of her. She whimpered and watched me as I stood up, my obvious bulge right in front of her eyes. She reached out to touch me and instead I grabbed her hands and bent down to give her wrists a kiss.
I walked backwards and grabbed my helmet off her desk. I paused for a second taking in her flushed cheeks and red, swollen lips. It took everything in me not to prop her on that desk and have my way with her. Instead, I turned and made my way out, making sure to shut the door behind me. I didn’t want anybody else seeing that sex-filled look on her face. That look belonged to me and no one else.