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Diesel (Hellbound Lovers MC, #7) by Crimson Syn (2)

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DIESEL

Present Day…


My eyes shot open and I was once again drenched in sweat. I lied there for a second, trying to come to terms with reality as I stared up at the ceiling of my apartment. The dreams just keep coming, and they’d gotten stronger ever since this whole bullshit with these fucking gangs had emerged. It’s got everyone on edge, and I’m fucking stressed as fuck. The sleepless nights aren’t helping either. I kept seeing her face as she screamed for me, and then that moment, the moment I lost everything. That moment continued to fucking haunt me.

I slowly got up and headed towards the glass partition in my bedroom. Sliding the glass door open, I stepped out onto the balcony. The cool breeze sending goose bumps across my bare chest, but it felt refreshing, alleviating the pressure that engulfed me.

It had been six years and in all that time I hadn’t been able to shake this feeling off. I’d come so close to getting my hands on the motherfucker who ruined my life, and the lead I received a few months ago in Vegas was finally going to close this fucking case for good. Liam Calvaro was going to pay for everything he did to me, and I was going to be the one to take him down. I hadn’t told anyone, not even Wolf, but he knew what I was up to. He was always sending Gunner or Knox after me. I suppose he was watching my back and making sure I didn’t commit murder, dragging both mine and his name through the shitter. He was the only one who knew who I really was and what had happened to me all those years ago. He and Gunner were the only souls left in this world who knew.

I ran my hand through my hair and gave a deep sigh. Another sleepless night and another stressful fucking day. The only leeway I had on La Cruz was gone after Gunner and Chastity decided to bring the FBI in. Now we needed to start from zero once again. And then there was that damn temptation that kept hovering around the damn club. She’s woken up some shit in me I’d had buried for years. And she wasn’t one to take no for an answer, not that I wanted to give it to her.

When she’d landed on my lap a few weeks ago I wasn’t expecting her to stay. I’d heard about Gabriela Cristiano. She held high rank on the force and she was no joke when it came to her knowledge on narcotics. She was the best Narcotics Detective I’d ever seen and she was fucking beautiful, all five-foot-four tantalizing curves of her. Fuck! She had me tightly wound and highly aroused. My dick struggled to go down when she was around, and in the last few nights I’d pictured her above me, riding me as I jacked off my cock to her. I hadn’t touched myself in years. Shit I hadn’t had sex since…well, since her. In a way I felt like I was betraying her. My wife. My sweet Isabel.

I knew I couldn’t live like this anymore. I understood that I needed to move on with my life. But I couldn’t let anything divert my attention from my mission. Gabriela Cristiano was a fucking provocative distraction and her presence was fucking off-putting if anything.

I took a deep sigh and made my way to the bathroom. Taking off my shirt I stared at myself in the mirror. I was looking haggard in my thirty-eight years. I ran my hand down my face, tugging at my beard. I needed a good trim and my hair was getting too long. Dark circles ran under my eyes making me look worn out. I stared at my reflection and frowned at myself. I shouldn’t be feeling guilty for wanting another woman. Fuck! She was the first woman I’d ever even thought about since Isabel passed away. I looked down at the bulge in my pants and tried to ignore it as I turned on the water, turning the knob so that it was steaming hot. I quickly got under it and let the water hit my back and neck. My cock throbbed as I ran the soap across my chest and shoulders. I was a big guy, six foot two, and broad shouldered. I made sure my body was kept in good shape-that I was always ready physically, and mentally, for when I had to confront my past.

It wasn’t strange that a woman like Gabriela would notice me, what was strange is that I wanted her to. I wanted her eyes on me and only me. As I rubbed the bar of soap down across my abs, my stomach tightened and my cock swelled. I pictured those pretty green eyes on me, hungrily watching me as she spread her legs. My hand flew down to my cock and I couldn’t help but groan as I pictured her stroking her pretty pussy for me, begging me with those emerald eyes to take her. I got lost in the fantasy of her as I stroked my cock slowly, leaning a hand against the cool glass frame. My grip was tight as I gave my dick long twisting strokes, imagining her parted lips as she fingered herself while I watched. Her jet black hair falling down onto the pillows as she threw her head back. Those luscious tits, all soft and plush, jutting out for me. I stroked my cock vigorously, my muscles tensing as I continued to masturbate with the thought of claiming her. Of grabbing her ankles and yanking her down to me, raising her legs so that my cock could play along her folds. My breath hitched and my hand drew into a fist as I jerked my dick in fast, hard pulls. I desperately wanted my fist to be her curvy little body. I wanted to sink my cock into her and hear her call out my name.

I could feel that familiar pressure start to surge up my legs making my muscles clench. I swayed forward and grunted as I tugged harshly on my cock, hot cream spewing out at full force as I came for her. I pressed my head against my forearm as my body thrummed. The water now getting cool from being under it for so long.

I stood there for a few minutes before washing off and getting ready for work. I had errands to run for Wolf and I needed to hit the road following those leads Ryan had been talking about. Not that I didn’t trust Ryan Simon, the President of the Death Row Shooters had gotten our backs more than we could count. But I needed to make sure I wasn’t following a dead lead. I had shit to do and Gabriela Cristiano was definitely not on that list.

Putting on my leather bound jacket, I sauntered over to the door. As soon as I opened it, Gunner and Knox just waltzed right in. I stared at them as they chatted to themselves, not even greeting me in the process. I watched as they went into my kitchen and started ransacking it. I slammed the door shut and they both looked up at me.

“What up D!” Knox nodded at me while he downed my milk, guzzling it straight from the carton.

“Fucker, use a glass!”

He shrugged and placed the damn milk carton back into the fridge. It was always the same with these two. Ever since I got back they kept tailing my ass. I knew what they were doing and they weren’t very good at hiding it. If Wolf’s orders were to follow me, then these fuckers were going to trail behind me for as long as it took.

“You know, I’m leaving. If you want to follow me, that’s fine, but I gotta get the hell out of here.”

Gunner smirked. “Where you headed?”

“None of your fuckin’ business.”

“You know we’re gonna find out anyway. Just tell us, D. We’ve got your back, man.”

I closed my eyes and counted to ten, really trying to simmer myself down. “I’m headed to the boardwalk. There’s a guy there who may be able to give us some Intel. Anything else you gentlemen would like to go run to Daddy about?”

Knox smirked. “Look man, we just follow orders.”

I shook my head and headed toward the door. “Lock the fucking place up when you leave.”

A few minutes later I was cruising down the California coastline towards Ventura Beach. My man Charlie stated he had information on La Cruz and I was going to see if it matched what Ryan Simon had brought over. I parked my bike on the side of the road and went up to the local bar on the Pier. I spotted him sitting in a back booth taking a sip of a beer. I made my way towards him and slid into the booth across from him, always making sure to check my exits and face that entrance. Charlie already knew my routine which is why he wasn’t sitting in my seat.

“Hey man, how’s it goin’?”

I gave him a quick nod in response. “It’s goin’. What do you have for me?”

Charlie was an FBI agent, a good one. I’d saved his life once and now he thought he owed me. Every once in a while I asked for his help and the kid always came through. Never asked any questions either, which is exactly how I wanted it.

He pulled out a manila envelope and slid it towards me. “You’re gonna want to see this.”

I frowned and watched him carefully, his eyes stayed glued to the envelope. I opened it and slid out the contents. The very first item had me immediately on edge. I was staring at the picture of the one person I had been searching for, for years. Liam Calvaro was sitting across from none other than Juan de la Cruz. They looked like they were in a deep, chummy conversation.

“Where the fuck did you get this?”

“A week ago, over in Santa Monica. Fucker’s been going up and down the coast making sure not to leave tracks. Problem is, he got involved with the one man who’s on everyone’s radars. An anonymous call was made about Liam Calvaro and I got lead on it. At first I thought it was bullshit, but when I spotted him myself I couldn’t fucking believe it.” He leaned in and pointed at the picture. Lowering his voice he took a quick cautionary glance around us before speaking. “And then to be spotted with La Cruz, fuck man you know what this means?”

I glared at the picture, my hand slowly fisting it. I’d finally found the fucker. “Who’s seen this?”

He locked eyes with me. “Just you and I.”

I nodded and quickly put the contents away. “Let’s keep it that way.”

I stood up and went to walk away but Charlie hooked his hand onto my forearm. “You’ve got a week.”

I stared down at him as he slowly met my eyes. His look was firm and his grip tightened on my arm. “I’m not playing around this time. I’m keeping this shit to myself for now. But not forever.”

For the first time, I realized the kid had more gumption than I ever saw in anybody I’d met. He helped me, but he was by the book. I nodded and patted him on the back.

“I’ll contact you.”

He nodded and went back to sipping on his beer as if nothing had transpired. Tucking the information into my waist I pulled down my sunglasses and made my way back to my bike. I shook my head as I spotted Knox and Gunner leaning up against their bikes watching me.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”

Gunner shrugged. “Talk to Wolf man. I’m sure he’ll like to know what you’ve got hiding in your back pocket.”

“Fuck you,” I snarled and hopped onto my bike, speeding the fuck out of there. I knew they were behind me but I didn’t give a fuck anymore. I had finally found what I’d been searching for and my time had finally arrived.

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