Page 69 of Diamond Don

“Try me,” she rasps, crossing her legs. “Somehow, I really doubt that.”

“You’re playing with fire,” I warn her.

“Good,” she says, brushing her dark hair away from her face. “It’s about time. Because what I’ve been feeling for you is pretty incendiary. And don’t even bother telling me you don’t feel the same—not after last night, and definitely not after tonight. I know a jealous man when I see one.”

“This isn’t going to end how you hope it will,” I mutter through gritted teeth since it’s not like I can deny what is so apparent.

“I’ll take my chances,” she says, sliding towards me over the leather seats.

“Katherine,” I snap as she rises from her seat, moving in my direction, “I’m only going to say this once. Your silly attempts at seducing me aren’t welcome.”

Kat drops her plump ass on my lap, smirking. Wordlessly, she wraps her arms around my neck as she turns, sitting astride me. She leans forward and tortures me by licking the seam of my lips before whispering against them, “Liar.”

I don’t know if I make the first move or if she does, but without another word, I grab fistfuls of her luscious dark hair and pull her mouth closer to mine. Soon, I can no longer tell where her breaths start and mine end. It’s pure, unadulterated bliss. I wrap my other arm around her waist, desperate to obliterate any distance between us.

Kat pulls my hair hard, and I groan in both pain and pleasure. “If you don’t like my teasing, then why are you moaning?” she asks, a playful glint in her deep blue eyes as she rains kisses down my neck.

“I groaned, not moaned. And I’m already dying to take you right now,” I say against her flesh. “Don’t push me.”

“Then take me,” she says against my ear, biting my ear lobe. “I want you. I need you—with me, on me, and in me.”

A sound somewhere between a snarl and a tortured moan escapes me, and I grab her red silk dress, yanking it over her head. I take one look at her undressed body displayed on top of mine, and it almost unmans me.

Kat’s gorgeous breasts are fully exposed, her dusky pink nipples taut under my gaze. Her mouthwatering curves are almost entirely bare, except for the tiny sliver of pale silver silk covering her between her legs. The straps of this maddening excuse for underwear she’s chosen to wear tonight are tiny, sparkling crystals.

Aware of my appraising glance, Kat doesn’t shy away. On the contrary, she leans back, resting her hands on my knees and spreading her legs wide open.

I gaze at her face, and something in my chest tightens at her expression. She’s studying me as I watch her, a look of pure lust and satisfaction glittering in her eyes.

“Like what you see?” the minx asks me, bringing her hands to her stomach. Kat slowly trails them all the way to her chest. She cups the breasts I’m dying to touch, slowly rotating her hips over my straining erection.

“You know I do,” I say, grabbing her long hair and wrapping it around my right fist. With my left hand, I trace the edges of her silk thong. I cup her firmly over the expanse of the fabric, pulling her face close to mine with my right hand.

“You’re mine to touch. No one else’s, Kat,” I say, practically snarling. The sight of Kat in another man’s arms brought home the need to remind her that she belongs to me.

With a smile, Kat agrees. “No one else’s, Nik.”

“Good girl.” I brush a wet kiss against the spot where her neck meets her shoulder.

“Why don’t you fuck me hard enough to make me forget all men but you?” Kat’s breathy plea is almost more than I can bear. I grab hold of her silk thong, and with one hard yank, I rip it from her skin. She gasps. “Oh, yes, please, Nik…”

I cup her again, slipping my index and middle finger between her lips. She’s warm and wet, and I can’t help groaning against her neck as I bite it.

“Nik,” Kat says, panting again. The sound of my name coming from her lips as I finger her wet pussy almost breaks me. Unable to stop myself, I bend over to suck on her tight nipples, my fingers drawing slow circles around her center. She presses her hips down hard on me. On my hand. On my cock. Even through the thick fabric of my pants, I feel her warmth.

“Kiska,” I say against her chest. “You’re so wet. I need to feel you around me…”

“Do it, Nik. Fuck me. Now,” Kat demands.

With my other hand, I slap her ass hard once as I tease her entrance with the tip of my fingers. “Ask me nicely,” I whisper against her mouth.

“Nik,” she pants against my lips, placing her hands on both sides of my face. “Please fuck me. Hard. Please, Nik. Pretty please, with a cherry on top.”

With a sigh, I push her away from me. “Bad girl. You’re in trouble now. On your knees.”

Kat’s eyes widen slightly before a mischievous glint sparkles in them. “Are you going to spank me now?” she breathlessly asks, kneeling in front of me.

“No. There would be no point. You’d enjoy it too much,” I say as I unbuckle my belt and unzip my pants.

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