CHAPTER SEVEN
Diesel
My mind raced and I did my best to hide my thoughts. I had rules. I had ways that I did things. And I had completely blown it all out of the fucking water. My perfect way of keeping everything in check was crumbling. I needed to stop it before I spun out of control. But I wasn’t ready just yet. I wanted to have Ellie for a little longer. Fuck if I wasn’t loosing my damn mind.
What was I thinking? I didn’t really have her.
Rule one, never mess with someone who was involved. It would never lead to anything good. She already belonged to someone else, not that I had any intention to make her mine. I didn’t like or want attachments.
Rule two, no kissing. I found it too intimate. You could read so much in one simple kiss. Kissing Ellie was the worst kind of drug. She opened herself up willingly and we melded together like we were made for each other. But we weren’t. I wasn’t that type of guy. I was made for no one. I learned a long time ago that it would only lead to disappointment and pain.
Rule three, don’t let them get attached. As I rolled over and she tucked herself into my side, I realized that was thrown out the window, too. Whether or not she wanted or realized it, she had given a part of herself to me. She had shared something with me that was far beyond just her first time.
I got up and carried her into the bathroom. There would be time to process all of it later. Right then the only thing I wanted to do was take care of her. I wanted to enjoy whatever time we had together before I said goodbye to her forever. Because that was what I was going to do. No way around it. She would go on with her life and I would go on with mine.
I placed her in the shower and she leaned against the wall, her eyes half-lidded with sleepiness. I turned on the water with one hand and did my best to pull off the condom with the other. I made sure the condom hit the trashcan before I stepped into the shower in front of her. Once the water was warm, I started the spray. I washed her, my fingers sliding lightly over her pussy. I knew she would be raw and I didn’t want to make it worse. Her breath caught when I touched her and desire swirled in her eyes as she looked up at me. I had no intention of taking her again so soon, but the way she was looking at me made me think twice about it. She wanted it. She wanted me. And damn if I didn’t feel the same about her.
Her hands slid all over my body, leaving trails of tiny bubbles everywhere. She took time exploring everything on me and when she made her way down my stomach, I let out a shaky breath. Her fingers grazed hesitantly over my hard cock. I stood there, arms braced on the wall behind her, her petite body trapped by mine. She ran her fingers up and down, pausing briefly to toy with the balls of my double dydoe piercing. A shiver went through my body and I tried to hold myself back.
“Did it hurt?” she asked, as she continued to play with it.
“Didn’t feel great,” I said watching the curiosity in her eyes. “But not having sex for eight weeks was the hard part.” She looked up at me wide-eyed. Then a smile broke on her face as she coughed out a laugh.
“Oh,” she whispered as the blush crept up her chest and neck.
“I really like you touching me and all, but if you don’t stop I will lose all of my restraint and take you up against this wall,” I said in a tone that was meant to be a warning. She peered up at me through her long lashes, her green eyes sparkling with mischief.
“Please,” she begged shamelessly. And fuck if I could say no to that.
I reached out of the shower and grabbed a condom off of the counter. I sheathed myself with lightning speed then reached for her. I lifted her up effortlessly, the slickness of the soap long washed away from our skin. Her legs went around my waist and her arms hooked around my neck. I ran the head of my cock around her entrance testing the waters, only to find her drenched for me again. I slid into her with less resistance than last time, but she still fit me like a fucking glove.
I took her up against that wall, slowly at first, until she was clawing and bucking at me in need of more. I pounded into her tight pussy over and over. Her moans bounced off of the tile. I couldn’t believe she was so wild and needy. She wanted more and I gave her more.
She came hard, clenching so tight around me that I struggled to move. Her walls sucked me in and I was done for. I came with the force of a freight train inside of her, spilling everything I had into the condom between us, almost wishing it wasn’t there.
But that was crazy. I hadn’t fucked or even wanted to be inside of anyone bare in a long fucking time.
She went lax in my arms. I eased her down until her feet hit the floor. Then I took care of the condom while still holding her up with one arm. I quickly washed her again then wrapped her up, wishing I had something other than the scratchy, cheap towel to cover her in. I carried her to the bed and laid her out. She was completely sated and her eyes closed as soon as her head hit the pillow.
I sighed to myself as I crawled into the bed and settled behind her. As soon as I covered us up, she rolled over and tucked herself tightly into my side. I watched her for a long time. Her pouty lips were still swollen from my kisses. Her body was giving off a kind of warmth that seemed to fill my soul. I didn’t understand at that moment what I had done and I refused to let myself think about it. She was everything I wasn’t. Light and tiny compared to my dark and big. She was everything I was trying to run from.
The things she told me about her life didn’t sit right with me. They started playing over and over in my head, nagging me deep in my chest as she slept peacefully beside me. I didn’t understand how she had come to me. I didn’t understand how anyone would want to do that to such a delicate flower. And I didn’t understand why she seemed to think it was a normal request. I had my reservations about her fiancé, but I also had no place to get involved. It was her life. It was her choice. I was nothing but a stepping stone to get to where she was going. However, realizing that didn’t settle the storm brewing inside of me.
I fell asleep running my fingers over her soft, smooth skin and trying my best to let all of it go. Tomorrow would come and we would go on with our lives as they had been as if we’d never met and didn’t know each other.
I woke hours later to an odd feeling that someone was beside me. They were watching me and I resisted the urge to open my eyes. Then it all came rushing back. Ellie. A smile broke out on my face before I could stop it. Then her fingers were there, sweetly tracing the lines of my lips.
“How long have you been awake?” she asked playfully suspicious. I cracked an eye open and pulled her tighter into my body.
“Not long,” I said in a voice thick and gravelly with sleep, then kissed her forehead. “How long have you been watching me?” Her face broke out in a panicked blush.
“Oh, um, is that weird?” she asked and ducked her head, hiding her beautiful face in my shoulder. “Oh gosh, I’m being totally creepy right now, aren’t I?” I laughed and the sound echoed off the walls.
“It’s okay, I don’t mind.” I tossed back the covers revealing my naked body and hard cock. “Admire all you want,” I said in a joking way. I didn’t want it to come out like I was treating her like any other girl. She was anything but.
She gasped in shock and I loved the cute blush that tinted her cheeks. Then she broke out in a fit of giggles as she covered her face with her hands. But I could see her peeking through her fingers.
“I can’t believe I slept with you… I mean... I had sex.” She said it like it had just hit her.
“That you did, beautiful.”
“And you are… well, very attractive.” She blushed again at her admission. I chuckled at her. She was absolutely adorable and I fought to remember a time I had felt this light.
“So what did ya think? Was it any good?” I asked even though I already knew the answer. She was clearly satisfied and I hoped I didn’t ruin her for her fiancé. Or maybe I did hope. A smirk played on my lips at the thought.
“I mean, I don’t really have anything to compare it to,” she said with a smile. “But it was way better than what I can do to myself.” She bit her lip nervously.
The thought of her touching herself sent all the blood rushing straight down to my dick. She seemed so innocent and naïve that I was surprised that she did that, let alone admitted it.
“You do that?” I asked sounding more shocked than I meant to.
“Yes. Doesn’t everybody? I thought it was just like one of those things everyone does but no one ever talks about.” Her eyes went wide and I could see the doubt flooding her mind.
“I want to watch you,” I said as I kissed up her neck.
“Really?” Her voice was higher than normal and cracked. My fingers ran down the side of her body and my hand settled on her hip. She swallowed hard and hesitated for a moment.
“Yes,” I breathed onto her skin, loving the way it prickled at the slightest things I did.
Her legs fell open and her fingers moved hesitantly down her body. She circled her clit and her back bowed at the touch. I was torn between watching her face and her hand. Moments later, she was rocking her hips and panting. I kissed her hard, knowing she was close. That was all it took for her to explode, her body shaking all over and her moan vibrating my mouth.
“You are so beautiful. I could watch you all day.” Though it sounded like cheap lines, it was the truth, and I hoped she could see the sincerity in my eyes.
“I need another taste,” I said remembering how sweet she tasted on my tongue. She didn’t hesitate this time and I kissed my way down her body; she relaxed and melted into my every touch.
Just as I was about to get my first lick my phone started ringing. I knew the only people who would be calling me were my brothers, and I also knew that they wouldn’t call unless I was needed. I sighed heavily and dropped my head onto her thigh. Disappointment ripped through me as I rolled off the bed and dug my phone out of my jeans that were still a crumpled mess on the floor.
“Yeah?” I barked answering the call.
“Savage called a meet. Need you on that ride.” Cal’s rough voice blasted through the phone.
Savage was the president of The Devil’s Kings MC down on the coast. He had recently taken over the import of the guns into the country. He was a man not to be messed with. Our club had been working on getting out of the gun runs and going legit. Each chapter had started opening various businesses that were making their own money. We started to see the light at the end of the tunnel. We all wanted to leave a legacy that we could be proud of.
However, Savage and the Devil’s came in, killed off the entire club of the Dogs of Wrath, and forced us into keeping the runs going. Only now we were making next to nothing for doing them. All the chapters took a vote and decided to continue on and wait for the perfect moment to strike. Just wasn’t sure how long that would take. The longer we were under Savage’s thumb, the longer we had to constantly look over our shoulder.
“Be there in an hour,” I simply said. I had a bad feeling in my bones. I disconnected the call and turned back to Ellie. She looked so sweet sitting there with her face clean of makeup and her hair a tangled mess. Regret filled me for the first time in a long time.
“You have to go?” She asked with a knowing expression on her face. It was soft and understanding. Something about it was like a punch straight to the gut.
“Yeah, I’m sorry.” I started to get dressed and she moved to do the same.
I collected everything and then realized that I couldn’t just leave her there. I had no idea how deep into town she lived and I wondered how far back it would set me. But I didn’t mind. It was the least I could do and she deserved more.
“I’ll take you home,” I said taking her hand and heading to the door. She stopped, her hand sliding from mine, and I turned back to look at her.
“No, it’s okay. I’ll just call a cab.” She sounded sure of her decision. “It sounded like you need to be on your way.”
“There is no way I’m leavin’ you here alone.” It wasn’t the worst of places, but it was still too shady for me to feel like leaving her there was safe.
“Okay, then take me over to the diner. I’ll be okay there.” I nodded, still feeling unsettled.
I loaded up my things on my bike. She stood there hesitantly as I climbed on. I nodded to her letting her know I wouldn’t let anything happen to her. She climbed on behind me and wrapped her arms around me tightly. She was so tiny that they barely made it all the way around my waist. I took off slow and not even a minute later pulled into the diner parking lot. I helped her off and held onto her until I knew she was steady. She smiled at me and tucked her hair behind her ear nervously.
“Well, thanks, Diesel,” she said smiling. “It was… nice.” I laughed at her choice of words. I pulled her into me and gave her a deep kiss. One that said it meant something to me and also said goodbye. I needed one last taste of the girl who I knew would begin to haunt my dreams. She melted into me, her fingers clenched onto the front of my shirt, and when I pulled away she sighed.
“Take care of yourself, pixie,” I said with a nod, then took off before I changed my mind about leaving her behind.