Page 67 of Diesel
“The first time,” I cleared my throat trying my best to avoid saying murdered or killed. “I’d gotten my enforcer’s patch just three months before. I wanted to do right by my club and the people we swore to protect. About three years ago, there was a girl that went missing. She was about fourteen. Her dad at one point had been part of the club. But about a year before she went missing, he’d been kicked out. He started to get rough with the club girls and had gone off his shit on some drugs more than once. Things we won’t stand for. Anyway, we suspected he had something to do with the girl’s disappearance. Long story short, we found proof that he’d killed her.
“So, we pulled him in and tied him up in the basement. I’m sure you have some idea of what I did to him. He didn’t make it out breathing and I can’t say I was sorry. But to get me there, I had to find the ugly inside me. And I stayed there for a long time. I’d spent a few years already teetering on the edge. Going on as a shell of myself, constantly living with how I’d failed Rachel and my daughter. That’s where I go every time I need to get things done. Because at the end of it all, I kept myself there. Not because I hated what I’d done to those fuckers who deserved it, but because I felt like I was just like them. I felt that I deserved all the ugliness poured into me.”
I watched her face for any kind of change. She’d already seen the darkness after the storm. Hell, she’d even stood inside the fucking hurricane that I could rain down. She saw the monster in me and I needed to know that she could live with that.
She stared up at me, big green emeralds shining into my soul. She didn’t pull away. No, she held my face and soothed my damn heart.
“Last time was different. You brought me out of my darkness,” I told her. “You made me want more. Want tobemore. I’m no good. I’ve done fucked up things. But you, Ellie, you are good. You are pure and light. You don’t belong in the darkness. And I need you to stay with me,” I pleaded. My heart open to her, my soul begging for her to stay.
“You’re a good man, Caleb,” she whispered. Only I wasn’t. I was far from it. But for her, I wanted to be.
“You saved me. You saved yourself and our baby,” I said and her head nodded like she was trying to believe it.
“I did what I had to do,” her voice came out stronger like she half believed what she was saying. I breathed a sigh of relief, I was getting somewhere. It would take time, but I felt she would one day understand that she had no choice and she would move on.
She pulled me to her and kissed me. It was the best feeling in the world. Then her hands were running all over me, moving down my chest and stomach like she was desperate to touch every part of me. Her delicate fingers traced the ridges of my hard muscles. A deep growl vibrated in my chest as she raked her nails down my bare skin.
“Fuck,” I whispered as I pulled back to look at her. Her face was a mix of dark need and shyness. I smirked at her before burying my face in her neck and nibbling her soft skin lightly. “Ellie, are you sure?” I asked trying to use my brain before the blood completely left it. I had no hope for holding back once her fingers reached for my cock, gripping it through my boxer-briefs.
“You’re hard,” she said and it almost sounded like she was shocked.
“Fuck yes I am. Anytime I’m near you the damn thing is like steel for you. Only you.” I gritted out as she slid down my boxer-briefs and started stroking me.
My fingers danced down her side, and her legs parted as my hand made its way to her slick folds. Her breathy moans filled the room as I rubbed slow circles around her entrance, spreading her desire for me.
“You’re so wet, pixie,” I said low into her ear.
“I need you, Caleb.” Her voice was the right mix of whiny and desperate.
“Tell me what you need, Ellie.”
Her hips started to grind against my fingers and I pushed two inside her with little resistance. She was so ready for me. She bit the corner of her lip as her back arched.
“I need to feel you inside of me, please.” Her grip tightened on my cock and I felt like I was ready to blow just from her touch. “Fuck me, Caleb.”
Well, damn.If I thought she couldn’t get any fucking sexier, she proved me wrong right then.
In one swift move, I pulled my fingers out, rolled her on her stomach, and pulled her hips up. Another second later, my boxer briefs were kicked off and the sound of her panties ripping filled the air. Her back arched further towards me and I palmed her perfect ass cheeks.
“This what you need, baby?” I asked as I pushed into her. As much as I wanted to plow into her tight pussy, I held back, not wanting to hurt her or the baby.
“Yes! Oh, God. More,” she demanded, clawing at the sheets.
Maybe this was her fighting her demons. Maybe this was her breaking. Or maybe this was her finally finding her voice. It didn’t seem forced and it didn’t feel like she was trying to be something she wasn’t. If anything, I could still sense a shyness in her voice. And I hoped that meant she was okay.
“Give me it. I want all of you, Caleb,” she pleaded, turning her head to look over her shoulder at me.
I snapped, not being able to hold back anymore. I fisted her hair, and she moaned. I plowed into her hard and fast. She felt so good. There was nothing I wanted more than to have my dick wrapped in her sweet, velvety pussy as it clung to me like it was trying to suck the damn life out of me. Her moans turned into strangled attempted words.
“Who’s pussy is this?” I growled as I bent over her and lightly bit her shoulder.
“Fuck! It’s yours. Only yours.”
I knew anyone around could hear her. Hell, she was yelling so loud, I wouldn’t doubt it if the whole clubhouse heard her. I almost hated it. I didn’t want anyone to have even the slightest idea of how fucking sexy and beautiful she could be. But that was all pushed aside by my possessive urge to let everyone know who she belonged to.
She rocked back into me with as much power as I pushed into her. My cock throbbed and my balls pulled up. I loved that I was about to fill her up with my cum. And she better damn well know, she was going to stay full of me.
“Say it, baby,” I demanded.
“My pussy is yours, Caleb!”
“Fuck! Yes.” I was going to blow at any second. “Come for me, Ellie. Come all over my cock, baby.”
Her back arched even further. Her walls quivered around me, sucking me in tighter. She screamed out my name in a chant to the fucking heavens as she soaked my dick. And I rewarded her by stuffing her full of everything I had in me.
I held her shaking body as I lowered us down to the bed. I pulled her limp body into mine and moved my leg in between hers. I was still buried deep inside of her and I wasn’t ready to lose that connection. I wanted to fall asleep inside of her and wake up the same way. Every-fucking-day.
