Page 17 of Chaplain

"If you're going to see your girl, your ass better not be back that soon," Ronnie shoots back with a grin. "I know you got more stamina than that, brother. Take your time and do it right."

He makes a crude pumping gesture with his fist. "Hell, maybe her pretty mouth will even say a little prayer for you first."

"You are one dirty mother fucker, Prez. You know that?" I throw the bag over one shoulder and make my way to the door.

I peel out of the lot, letting the vibrations of the road settle my eagerness.

Ronnie's right, though. When I'm with Eden, time stands still. I plan on worshipping every inch of her today.

The rumble of my bike cuts off outside Eden's place. Taking the stairs two at a time, I pound on her door, adrenaline and anticipation already coursing through my veins.

The door swings open, and hunger flashes in Eden's eyes. Without a word she grabs my kutte and yanks me inside, kicking the door shut behind us.

Her mouth crashes onto mine, all pent-up need and heat. I slam her back against the wall, kissing her roughly as her nails rake down my chest.

We don't make it far, clothing shed in a trail leading to the couch. I pin Eden's wrists above her head, grinding against her core as I latch my mouth onto her neck. Her back arches, hips rising to meet my arousal.

"Diesel...need you..." she gasps out.

I smirk, nipping at her earlobe. "Tell me how much, baby."

"Too much," Eden whimpers, writhing under me. I let go of her wrists and trail my fingers down her body my touch feather-light. She shivers in anticipation.

"Please..." Eden begs, eyes burning with lust.

I hover over her, our lips barely touching. "Please, what? Use your words."

"Fuck me," she breathes out. "Fuck me hard, Diesel."

Satisfaction floods me at her pleas. This girl drives me wild in the best kind of way. I grab Eden's hips roughly, positioning her under me.

"As you wish, beautiful."

I slide home in one swift motion, pulling a strangled moan from Eden's lips. Gripping her tight, I set a relentless pace, claiming her body again and again.

I pound into Eden's slick heat over and over, the sound of flesh striking flesh echoing in the room mixed with her cries of pleasure. She scratches angry red lines down my back, spurring me on. I grip her thigh and hook it over my shoulder, driving into her at a new angle that has her eyes rolling shut.

"Fuck, just like that," Eden pants, one hand twisted in my hair. I groan as she tugs sharply, the sting spurring me on.

I slip a hand between us, finding her clit and rubbing tight circles in time with each snap of my hips. Eden's moans pitch higher, muscles starting to tense and flutter around me. She's close. So fucking close.

I grasp her jaw, forcing her eyes to meet my burning gaze. "Who do you belong to?"

Eden just whimpers, lost in sensation, so I repeat the question with an emphasis thrust.

"You!" she finally gasps out. "I'm yours, Diesel."

Satisfaction blooms in my chest at her admission. I crush my mouth to hers, swallowing Eden's scream as she shatters around me. The feel of her pulsing heat is enough to push me over the edge right after, emptying deep inside her.

We stay locked together as we come down, hearts racing in tandem, bodies slick with sweat. Eden looks thoroughly ravished but sated. I smooth back her tangled hair, pressing a gentler kiss to her swollen lips.

"Mine," I affirm in a gravelly voice. "And I'm yours."

She just smiles softly, trailing her fingers along my jaw. I've never wanted to belong to someone before. But with Eden, it doesn't feel stifling. It feels like coming home.

Afterward, I lay back against the pillows, catching my breath. Eden curls into my side, absently tracing patterns on my chest.

"Mmm, I could stay like this forever," she sighs contentedly.

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