Diamonds Are a Girl's Best Friend (14 page)

She captured her bottom lip between her teeth and nodded.

I strapped her in and ran to the other side. I looked back at the house and saw Nana through the window. There was this smile on her face I couldn’t describe. As if she was relieved.

She had no cause for worry. I would take such good care of Scarlet she’d never have to worry about her again.

“What about my truck?” Scarlet asked when I hopped in.

“You’re not gonna be needing it, Pixie.”

I never saw a side right seat looking so fucking hot. I made it to the house quicker than I thought possible.

“I thought you didn’t like speeding?”

“I don’t like it when you speed. I can control myself when I speed.”

“That doesn’t even make sense, Dax.”

“Oh-damn-well. Shits not gonna make sense until after four or five times having you.”

“WHAT!”

I opened the garage and hurried out of the truck to her side. She opened the door and was unbuckling herself when I flung the seat belt away and picked her up, once again in fireman style.

“Honestly, Dax. Why must you carry me like this? Oh…you drive motorcycles? That’s so hot.”

“Yeah?”

“Makes me want you even more.”

I shook my head in wonder. She never ceased to amaze me. I smacked her behind just because I could, then massaged where I spanked her. I wanted to ease her into the more playful ways we could make love. I knew she really liked it last time. I saw her face flame and her eyes lit with unspent desire. I was going to light that flame until it burned bright and ignited a passion it couldn’t help but burst free.

“Hey! You are so…”

“So what?”

“Fucking adorable.”

That deserved another smack.

I got us in, relocked and set the alarm, and up the stairs within minutes. I got to the bed and flipped her over my shoulder, where she bounced on the bed.

She was trying to right herself when I caged her in.

“I am not adorable.”

“I said fucking adorable.”

I couldn’t take her saying the word fuck. I sighed heavily and put my head down where it landed between her luscious breasts. She smelled so damn good.

I kissed where my lips were touching and made a pathway to her neck, kissing over the shirt until I touched the sweet groove of her neck. I sucked and nibbled my way up to her ear.

Tugging on the lobe before I whispered, “You’re fucking perfect.”

Then I took her lips with mine. My hands roamed over her body, her legs naturally curved around my hips, putting her in the perfect spot for our joining bodies. If only there were no clothes between us.

I had to take this slowly. I’ve never had a virgin. I was going to be her first. I needed to make sure she remembered this night for the rest of her life.

I let go of her lips and looked right into her eyes.

“Are you absolutely sure? Without a doubt in your mind?”

“Yes. I trust you.”

Dax

If that wasn’t the sweetest truth I’ve ever heard, someone shoot me. There was no hesitation. No doubt in her eyes. Just sweet, God honest truth and trust.

“Call me Declan. I want you to always call me Declan.”

“You said only when I’m-

“Don’t say that. I swear I’ll bust a load right here.”

She giggled and scrubbed her fingers in my hair.

“You are so-

She couldn’t finish, so I said, “Fucking awesome?”

She nodded.

“Fucking sexy?”

Again, she nodded.

“Fucking manly?”

“No doubt about it.”

“Good.”

“And fucking adorable.”

“Yeah.”

I got up and took off my shirt. Tossing it to the side, her fingers slid down and tickled over the flesh of my abs.

“You are so fit and muscly. Have you been working out more?”

“Pixie, I’ve been working out like a damn machine since meeting you.”

“Pent up sexual frustration?”

“You stir up so dirty in my mind. You have no idea.”

“Hmmm…I’m hoping you’ll show me.”

“Damn right I will. We’re about to start burning it down.”

I put my hands to the hem of her shirt as I kept my eyes on hers. In my peripherals, I could see the pulse point beating wildly on her neck. Her eyes were nervous though. She was ever curious. She lifted her body until I removed the shirt and tossed it over my shoulder.

Just in her flesh colored cotton bra…plain as fuck, but I swear on all that is holy…nothing looked sexier. Her nipples were beaded into tight points.

My hands caressed up her sides, thank fuck the clasp was on the front. I unclipped her and spread the cups to the sides, sliding the straps down her arms. She flung it off the bed and a blush covered her body. Her hands started reaching to cover herself, but I took her wrists and laid them by her ears.

“You don’t have to hide. Not from me. I’m going to take this slow. I’m gonna make it so damn good for you. I promise.”

Her lips closed tight, with a shy, but sexy smile I couldn’t resist loving. Her green eyes sparkled.

“Alright, Declan.”

“Love my name on your lips, Scarlet.”

I dipped down and sucked a nipple into my mouth.

Her breathing escalated and her fingers clenched into the sheets. When that nipple was a tight, hard pebble I kissed a path to the other. Tugging, sucking on it as my hands roved, and curved into her shape. When they reached the band of her shorts, I licked a trail downward. Skimming her shorts and panties down her body.

I kissed down her hip, into her thigh before sucking a bit of flesh between my teeth. Marking her. Yeah…I was a man totally possessed. Not that anyone would see it except for her and myself. My other hand was massaging circular motions on the other thigh close to her vagina. Her pussy was already coated with a thin gloss of arousal.

I heard Scarlet whimper out a groan and looking up at her, I noticed she was leaning up on her elbows, looking straight at me.

The closer I got to my destination, her eyes widened.

“Uh… I don’t know about-

I didn’t give her time to finish before I was licking straight up her glistening slit.

“Oh. My. Sweet. Jesus.”

I murmured against her clit, “Nope. Just me.”

Then I sucked her clit between my lips.

She breathed in low cries as I gnawed, licked and ate gently into the soft flesh. I opened her entrance with one finger, easing her open. Letting her get used to the invasion. Her body began to drive against my lips. Pushing my finger deeper inside until I felt where her barrier lay.

I eased out and pushed back in with two. Curving my fingers around her inner wall, easing in and out of her warmth.

When I felt her squeezing my fingers, I started really tasting her flesh. I felt her try and relieve herself, but I slipped out of her and gripped her inner thighs and pressed them wide, holding her still as I slipped down and pushed my tongue inside of her. Tasting and swirling my tongue as her cries became moans of pleasure.

Her legs tried shifting but it only made me delve deeper. And I didn’t give a shit as my hands moved up her body, one gripping her hip and the other found her nipple, pulling, twisting and massaging. Her hands found my hair and pulled as her legs closed, opened and began to shake with impending release.

Her voice was quaking as she repeated my name. It was sweet perfection hearing her say Declan like a prayer. That name had always stirred up some bad shit but when I heard it from her lips, especially all sexy and breathless like she was speaking it right now, I wanted to hear it from her lips always.

“Oh, Declan. Please. I don’t know what to do. I feel like I’m spiraling.”

I murmured against her flesh, “Let go. Give it all to me.”

Before taking purchase once more, more passionately. I wanted to feel her release and taste against my tongue. I jerked my tongue back and forth and it wasn’t long before she was fisting my hair, and-sweet fuck-it was like she was ripping my hair out. Once I felt her juice spill from her, I didn’t give a shit. She tasted like sex, sin and sweet perfection. I sucked in her juices into I was lapping her writhing body into pliancy.

Her hands released me and fell to her sides, along with her legs.

My dick was dying for relief. I kissed my way back up her body until I reached her lips. I kissed her with the taste of her on my lips and her response was to suck my bottom lip between her teeth.

I gentled the kiss until I could softly let go. I shifted off the bed and unbuckled my belt. Scarlet lifted her body until her legs were dangling on the bed on either side of my legs.

“May I?”

Her hands were flexed tight on her legs. The question shyly asked and hell if I was gonna stop her from wanting to touch me.

With my belt strap loose, I reached my hands behind my neck. Kept a strong fucking will not to shoot cum onto her with the first experimental touch. At this point, I’d probably shoot it straight up into her face.

Not.

Happening.

Scarlet’s nails scoured down my chest, over the ridges of my abs before reaching to unbutton the denim. Her eyes were intensely focused on the act of unzipping and peeling the jeans down. My dick was spike hard as a nail ready to fucking pound into something. Her preferably…and soon.

She hooked her hands over my briefs and pulled it over the pulsing heft, freeing the tortured flesh. Her eyes widened as she pushed down the clothes and they drifted easily to my ankles. I stepped out and kicked them behind me.

Her fingers wrapped around the girth. Stroking up and down, the head seeped out a thick bead of cum and-sweet mother of God-she rubbed it over the head with her thumb.

She released one hand to reach down and cup my sac.

“Fuck. Scarlet. You’re gonna have to explore later. I’m gonna shoot my load in your face if we don’t progress. Are you nervous?”

“Oh. I’m sorry. Definitely don’t want cum in my face. Right now anyways.”

“Dear sweet Jesus. Don’t say shit like that. Not right now when I’m this fucking close.”

And I showed her by pinching my fingers together. I knew when she looked up at me my eyes were blazing with unspent need. My jaw was locked tight and I knew heat was crawling up my neck. She slowly let me go and scooted back onto the bed. Displaying herself as a sexual sacrifice in the middle of my bed.

I took a moment to look over her body. Her heavy breasts swayed gently with each breath and I could see the tingling sight of gooseflesh arise on her skin. Her knees were slightly bent, but I could easily see the small thatch of coarse blonde hair at the apex of her thighs. Best fucking taste I’ve ever had.

I knew how I looked as I crawled on the bed, and up her body. Like a predator slowly crawling towards its prey. My dick laid against her inner thigh. Feeling the easy, slick juices of her desire on her thighs.

“It’s going to hurt for a moment when I push inside of you. So hold on to me.”

She did. Scarlet wrapped her arms over my shoulders and splayed wide on my shoulder blades.

With one hand on the side of her head and the other on my dick, I guided it to her entrance. Pressing it slowly inside. Her fingers pressed into my skin as I slowly pushed further inside until I came to her virgin wall. She was so. Fucking. Tight. My dick was freaking ecstatic at knowing I was going to be the only man inside of her.

“Take a deep breath.”

She nodded, took a deep breath and my hand moved to her hip as I pushed all the way to the hilt.

Scarlet

Crying out, my nails raked down his back with abandon.

“Fuck. That’s it, baby. Scratch the fuck outta me.”

The penetration was deep and unyielding. There was a quick vicious pain when he pushed through. He held still inside me, and my quickened breath slowed. Getting use to the heavy fullness within me, and I swear it was like never I’ve ever felt before.

I didn’t realize I had closed my eyes tight as he broke through and when I opened my eyes, his forearms were next to my ears and his face was only inches from mine. His eyes were crystal blue fire. Burning through me and simmering a warmth deep in my core.

Dax’s jaw was locked tight. His breath was warm against my face.

“You okay, Scarlet?”

The pain I had felt was lessening and I nodded.

“Yes. Sorry about your back.”

He bent his head and gave me butterfly kisses along my jaw and the kiss settled on my lips. It was brief but that was okay. I wanted him to give me exactly what he intended.

“Mark me anytime. I love feeling your nails scratch down my back with desperation. Fucking sexy as hell. I’m going to start moving, okay?”

I felt an ache begin to fluster and build.

“Please.”

Nodding, he withdrew slowly. Hissing at the movement, I clutched his biceps. Inch by inch searing a mark in my inner flesh. A reminder that he was the first.

“You feel so fucking good. Tight like a fist. Sweet, blessed warmth all over my dick.”

His voice was husky with desire and thick as honey.

Never have I felt so hungry. Feeling him slowly move back and forth, his thrusts torturously unhurried.

Desire fountained inside of me in response to each easy plunge. I could sense the barely leashed passion that lay beneath his ministrations. It was there is his thrumming pulse, the quick intake of each breath. The blistering heat of his skin as it touched mine. With a strong force of will he was holding back, tampering down his desire in order to savor and preserve every single pleasure of each movement.

My hands soothed their way up his biceps, over the contours of his shoulders, and downwards. My fingertips found the small, taut masculine discs and circled around his nipples.

Dax made a harsh noise low in his throat and his mouth came to mine in a passionate, desperate kiss.

He began to jerk himself inside me. The tip hitting a spot that made me cry out in excitement.

“You like that? Is that your sweet spot, baby?”

His lips trailed kisses down my neck. He sucked a bit of flesh between his teeth before continuing down my collarbone, and one of his hands smoothed its way underneath me, finding the middle of my back. Lifting me to his every whim, he captured a hard-tipped nipple in his mouth. Pulled it deeper into his mouth. He sucked at it gently at first. His tongue circling and caressing.

He was pushing me. Heightening the crest of pleasure whelming inside my womb. With each thrust, and every tug on my deeper, the heat deep in my belly grew, moist and pulsing. I was desperate for fulfillment. For this ache and tensity to break wide open.

When he went down on me, I’ve never felt that kind of sweet relief. This felt so much more. Like a dam trying to break through a wall. Building…rising to the fore. My body felt on fire. As if I was trying to reach the brink of rapture but unable to let go. A tension began running through my veins.

He pulled back, blowing a soft tuft of air across the damp, darkened nipple and causing it to prickle, sending sparks straight to my center. He hurried to tease my other nipple, not leaving it out.

I began to move along with him. Desperation crawled up my body. I was practically sobbing with need.

I heard myself whimpering as my body writhed and my hands had a mind of their own as they wrapped around and reached for his buttocks. Squeezing the fleshy mounds.

“Please.” My voice straining with unspent need. “Please…”

He growled deep, and put his forearms back to the sides of my head, his strokes becoming stronger within. Pulling almost out, then thrusting to the hilt, hitting the most sensitive part with quick, pointed precision. My senses were under a hazy, lustful attack. All that mattered-all I could concentrate on, was what he was doing between my thighs. Pleasure swept through my body like wildfire. Set my womb simmering as my inner muscles clenched around his girth.

“Fuck yes, your tight, little pussy is sucking my dick so deep inside. Sweet, hot like liquid fire. Burn me, Scarlet. Give me all that sweet, hot honey.”

The words he was murmuring against my ear, and the calculating thrusts was driving me so high, so close I tried to scream. To beg as his steel rod seemed to curve inside, reaching to a point in the uppermost depths of my vagina. Then all I could feel was a pulse of pure white-fire energy tearing its way through my core, up my spine and reverberate through every nerve. Exploding inside me. It was like complete and utter desperation.

Cataclysmic.

My body arched high and I heard a strangled cry ripped from my lips.

His name coming in hot pants.

“Declan. Oh…yes!”

Then the floodwaters broke and a growl tore from his lips and his mouth curved to the soft, sweat moistened flesh of my neck. His voice was guttural and thick as he spoke but as rapture spread through my body, I didn’t hear a word. It was a mumbled bunch of words and then a warm weight had covered me as his spent body wrapped around me.

His hot breath panted against my neck. My fingers caressed the nape of his neck and a moment later he curved us to the side, bringing a thigh over his.

He was still seated inside me. I didn’t worry about getting pregnant. I was on birth control. I knew it was still a risk.

I wonder if Dax realized the risk he just took. It’s not like I had anyone else to test that the birth control was pregnancy preventing.

“Dax?”

“Mmmm…” his hand flexed on my hip before laying a soft pat to my behind.

“Dax…we didn’t use a condom.”

He stilled for a long moment before massaging the natural curve of my body.

“No, we didn’t.”

His voice was accepting.

“I’m on-

“It’s okay, Pixie. No worries. I could have pulled out of you.”

“Then why-

He interrupted me with another pat to my behind.

“Because I wanted to shoot my cum so deep inside you, you’d always remember who was the first.”

For some reason, that pleased me.

“You are so direct. Trust me, I’ll never forget this. I could never forget you.”

“Damn right, Pixie.”

My body felt quite pleasant and supple. My eyes closed for a brief moment when I heard him whisper, “Thank you.”

My eyes flashed open to see his fill with warmth and a softness I had yet to see in him.

“What for?”

“For trusting me with something so beautiful and precious. If anything did happen where you did become pregnant, I’ll always be here. I’m not going anywhere. I promised you that first night. I won’t hurt you.”

I nodded because all I saw was sweet, hard truth. I believed him. Wholeheartedly. And just like I gave him my body, I had no doubts.

“Rest, Pixie. I took good care of you.”

It wasn’t hard to do. My eyes had already began drifting dreamily. Sighing in pleasure, I knew I was safe and sound here with him. My Dax. My Declan.