3
GABRIELA
Chastity had left me some documents on La Cruz that she wanted me to check out. I heard under the radar that he had been spotted near the Santa Monica pier. Chastity was still working the case even though her cover had been blown, but she wasn’t about to give up on putting La Cruz behind bars. Shit, if she could, she’d put a bullet in his head. But there was no way Gunner and I would let her destroy herself in that way.
She told me to meet up with Rahyne since she and Gunner had gone out. Something about a surprise that Gunner had in store for her. The big guy, Poe, let me in again. He eyed me up and down before signaling that Rahyne was in the back. I smiled and scooted around him, careful not to get in his way. He looked menacing enough, but I was certain he was just a big dangerous teddy bear.
I spotted Rahyne cooing at the tiny little human in her arms. I smiled. In spite of the harshness of their reality, the Hellbound Lovers had formed a hell of a family. In a way, I envied it. I suddenly wanted desperately to be a part of it. To be a part of something.
“There you are! I was wondering when you were coming by.”
“Sorry love, had some shit go down at the precinct. Needed to handle business. School the boys, you know.”
Rahyne threw her head back and laughed. “Here you go.”
Taking the file out of the baby’s diaper bad, she handed it over to me. I arched an eyebrow and she shrugged. “She said to keep it safe. How much more safe can you get?”
I laughed and opened it, looking through pics of La Cruz with a new drug dealer. He looked familiar, but I couldn’t pinpoint him. I’d have to run him through the system to get the name. One thing I was certain about was that this new fucker I had seen before, which meant he wasn’t good news.
From the corner of my eye I spotted movement, and suddenly Diesel appeared. He didn’t notice me sitting there. He just came in and made his way toward that back hallway.
“What’s back there?” I asked Rahyne.
“The girls’ locker room and the bathrooms. Oh, and of course the velvet play rooms.”
“Velvet play rooms?”
She nodded as if it were a normal thing. “Yeah, you know. The sex play rooms. Cain set them up. He used to play back there, but with Sophia he doesn’t need them anymore, only tends to go back there with her every once in a while now.
“Damn,” I whispered as I imagined my body being hung by a single chain as Diesel manipulated me in the dirtiest ways imaginable.
“Yeah well, I should go.”
“Alright hun. If you need anything you just let me know.”
I nodded and said goodbye to Rahyne, but as I turned to leave I noticed she had walked towards the back of the bar and Poe wasn’t anywhere in sight. Being the curious kitten that I was, and fuck I was a detective, could you blame me? I snuck my way toward that back hallway where Diesel had disappeared. I spotted him going into one of the bathrooms and I quickly snuck in after him.
I slammed the door shut behind me and startled, he immediately turned, taking a defensive stance. I made sure to switch the lock and I stood there, staring back at him. I wasn’t sure what I was doing as I let my eyes wander up his long muscular legs, his wide torso and tanned skin, up to his chiseled jaw and pouty lips. His eyes were a stormy gray and in that moment they were looking at me hungrily.
“Hi.” I whispered, not really knowing what to say.
“What are you doing in here? This is the men’s bathroom.”
“Way to point out the obvious.”
He frowned. “You shouldn’t be in here, Gabriela?”
I smiled at him and shrugged, not giving away anything that might say I was completely freaked out by being in such close proximity to him.
He crossed his arms over his chest, making the muscles in his arms bulge out. I licked my lips wanting to lick every single inch of this man.
“This isn’t a place you should be visiting, Gabriela.”
The way he said my name, in that husky demanding tone, had my panties drenched in seconds. “Good to know.”
“Once again. What are you doing here?” He repeated, his deep voice running through me like hot velvety magma.
I couldn’t respond, because in truth I wasn’t sure what I was doing. But something came over me in that instant, a craving to finally feel something, and a need to please him. I so wanted to hear his gravelly voice beg me to let him fuck me.
I walked towards him until I was pressed up against him. Surprised, he lowered his arms and I was able to run my hands across his crisp black t-shirt, feeling his broad chest and running my hand down to his tight abs. I kissed his chin and trailed my lips down his neck. He grunted as I slipped my hands under his shirt, splaying my fingers against his heated skin. He gripped my waist and closed his eyes.
“I know how you looked at me last night, Diesel. I felt how much you want me. Why did you leave?” I looked up at him. “I would’ve given you anything you wanted.”
My hands travelled up, gliding along the broad planes of his back. My God, this man was built like a Gladiator and I was desperate to feel his whole body consume mine. I pressed my breasts against his hard chest and felt his erection on my belly.
He grunted again and gripped my wrists, slowly dragging them down, gingerly pulling me off him. Instead of fighting him, I followed his lead and dropped to the floor in front of him.
He looked down, startled. “What the fuck are you doing?”
I smiled up at him, his eyes gleamed with lust and I was glad to receive a different look other than his stoic disregard. My hands trailed across his waistline and his soft rumble was full of need. I squeezed my thighs together and forced myself to concentrate on the task at hand-stroking his heavily protruding bulge. I rubbed it slowly and then leaned in and pressed my cheek to it. “My God, I want you so badly right now.”
“You’re crazy, woman!” His words came our strangled, yet he stood there, waiting patiently for my next move.
I shook my head, hypnotized from his growing rod in my hand. “I can’t fucking help myself. You’ve got me wrapped around you’re little finger, Diesel. And to be honest, I should be ashamed of myself. I barely know you.”
“Gabriela, please get up.”
He took a step back, but I shoved him with enough force that he slammed against the wall.
I smiled. “Perfect.” Without giving him a chance to think I undid his belt and unzipped his jeans.
“Don’t!” He shouted, but it was too late.
I pulled down the material and leather chaps, the long swell of him popping out for me. My eyes widened at his size. He was so long and so deliciously thick. I didn’t think he would fit anywhere, but it wasn’t going to stop me from trying.
“Gabriela.” He breathed as I ran my tongue up the base of his dick. It was so hot in my hand and it throbbed with the same type of need it produced inside of me.
I sucked along his length, placing open mouthed kisses on it as he gripped my hair. I groaned, finding power in being able to rock this man’s world. The taste of him was perfect sin and I twirled my tongue along his opening, trying to gather as much of him as I could.
“You like that, Diesel? You like my mouth on you?” I teased him, flicking my tongue against the slit on the head and then kissing it.
When he gripped my hair, seeming to want to pull me off, I quickly engulfed him in my heated mouth. His head fell back and instead of shoving me away he pulled me against him. I slid my lips down onto his rod and then lifted off only to capture him again. I knew I was doing a good job, his groans gave him away.
He grunted and murmured above me, until he finally gripped my head and tilted his hips. “Suck it, baby. Fuck, I’m so hard! Suck me off, Gabriela.”
I moaned around his thick shaft knowing the vibrations would bring him pleasure. He shouted my name and continued to hump my mouth. I sucked him in as he pulled back and slid my tongue around his sensitive tip before consuming him again. He was so wide I could barely fit him along my narrow palette, so I gripped him in both hands and stroked him in strong, slow twists.
I bent down lower and dipped one of his balls in my mouth, sucking it and nibbling on it. He hissed and jerked against me. “Fuck, baby! Fuck, you’re good at that.”
I smiled and took one of his balls in my mouth, twirling it around on my tongue. I continued to stroke him feeling him throb in my hands.
“I’m gonna cum, baby. You need to stop.”
I looked up at him and dragged my tongue along his thickened shaft. His veins were nearly popping as I took his head in my lips and sucked.
“Fuck!” He roared and gripped my head. I stayed put as he fucked himself with my mouth, surprised at how easily I was able to adjust to him. His movements were swift and strong as he slid himself down my throat, forcing me to swallow him. I ignored my gag reflex and instead I concentrated on breathing though my nose. His hips only drove in faster and I moaned around him causing him to stop and roar as streams of his heated fluid filled my mouth.
I continued to milk him, sucking him dry. He tasted sweet and salty and I was quickly becoming completely addicted to his flavor.
Finally, after twenty minutes of worshipping him I popped him out of my mouth, stood up, licked my lips and gave him a brief kiss on his shocked mouth.
“Until next time, sexy.”
Before he could grab me, or even say anything, I walked out. I quickly stepped outside and I was completely shocked and full of adrenaline from what I had just done. There was no better way to make a man want you, then to satisfy him without wanting anything in return.
I smiled and hopped onto my bike. As the rumble of the engine roared between my legs I moaned imagining having Diesel’s cock buried there instead. Soon, I thought. I’d have him soon enough.