by J. M. Madden
They both gasped at the new position and Diego’s movements took on a new desperation. Lilly ran her hands down his back to dig her fingernails into his tight, luscious ass and he surged into her faster and faster. That ball of burning tension centered low in her body expanded with every plunge, then exploded in a massive orgasm, arching her off the bed. Diego cried out above her, slamming his body into hers hard enough to shove her across the mattress. Lilly felt the hot rush of his orgasm fill her.
As they held each other through the aftershocks she stroked her hand up and down his back. They were a little sweaty, even in the coolness of the room, but she was too replete to move. Diego shifted as if to pull away, but she tightened her arms around him. “Not just yet.”
“I’ve got to be heavy.”
“I can still breathe. You’re good.”
With a snort he let his head fall forward into the crook of her neck and shoulder. Spasms still shuddered through him occasionally as he softened inside her. Lilly let herself relax.
* * *
Diego fought the post-coital grogginess to revel in holding Lilly in his arms. The woman had wrecked him. And he’d loved every minute of it.
As her breathing deepened and the strokes on his back slowed, he knew she was falling asleep. He lifted his head enough to see her.
The moonlight made her skin look paper pale. The dark curve of her eyelashes rested on her cheek, creating a little shadow. He took pride in the dark lushness of her lips. He’d done that to her. Thick black hair was spread across the pillow, mussed. With a single finger he brushed some of her bangs across her forehead.
His throat tightened with emotion at the fragility beneath him. Shifting carefully he moved his weight off of her, but immediately folded her into his arms. Her dark head settled into the crook of his shoulder perfectly, as if he had been built just for her. The entire night replayed in his mind. There had been several things that had happened tonight that he could not have dreamed of. Her humor and willingness to forgive him. The way they fit together. Why had he fought against her for so long?
Diego drifted off to sleep looking forward to the morning, and her shining face.
Chapter Five
Lilly slept like a rock. At one point she’d woken up cradled against Diego’s chest. Shimmying out of the bed she went to the bathroom. When she returned he grumbled but folded her right back against his chest.
She woke to her breasts being suckled. A hot mouth worked her nipple like a pro, teasing and tugging. Something low in her body contracted, responding to the arousal.
Diego looked up at her, grinning, and she cupped his head to her, moaning. “That feels too damn good.”
He shifted to the other breast, laving it the same way. “You have beautiful breasts.”
Lilly thought they were passable, but she did not plan on arguing. They had better things to do.
Diego must have heard her thought because he left her breast and kissed his way down her quivering stomach. When he cupped his mouth over her warming labia, his tongue finding and twirling around her sex, Lilly thought she’d died and gone to heaven. It took a true master to pleasure a woman this way and Lilly had been disappointed before. But Diego proved to be more than she could resist. He tongued her to climax once, let her relax for a few seconds then started all over again. This time he pressed a finger inside and against the front of her pelvic bone, giving her a completely different, deeper kind of orgasm.
But Lilly needed to feel his fullness inside her. As soon as she could lift her arms, she cradled him to her, spreading her legs wide to accept him. Diego teased her with the head of his cock, making her jerk in reaction, before he finally glided into her. Lilly wrapped her legs around his hips, just relishing the feel of him stretching her.
Lovemaking became a true dance between them then. They matched moves as if they’d done it for years. She learned that he responded to her fingernails clutching at his ass. He learned that his excitement fed hers and that his orgasm had the power to trigger hers.
Lilly had never been with a better lover. Diego epitomized perfection to her.
As they lay panting after the latest climax, his head on her chest, she wrapped her arms around his head and kissed his thick hair. “I knew we would be good together.”
Diego laughed, glancing up at her. “How did you know that?”
She shrugged. “Just did.”
Diego pushed off her, heading for the shower. Lilly watched the tight curve of his ass move and took a little bit of pride in the half-moon marks she’d left on his skin.
“We should get up and ready to go,” he told her reluctantly. “It’s already after seven.”
They showered together, soaping each other up. Lilly relished being able to put her hands anywhere on his body she wanted, but stayed respectful of the eye patch. She did ask him if it was okay to get wet and he shrugged. She didn’t say anything more about it.
When they walked into the kitchen, Winnie gave the two of them a narrow-eyed look, then a beaming smile. “I would ask you if you slept okay but I guess I don’t have to.”
Lilly flushed, embarrassed at being read so easily. “I slept like a baby.”
“Mm…” Winnie murmured. “I’m sure.”
Even Diego looked a little uncomfortable, but he played it off with a wink and a broad smile.
Taking one of the breakfast sandwiches Andrea offered and a Styrofoam cup of coffee, he gave Winnie a bit of a bow. “Winnie, it has been a pleasure. I appreciate your hospitality and hope you will use Lost and Found Investigative Service again.”
Winnie’s pretty blue eyes twinkled with humor. “Oh, I definitely will. I hear my very dear friend Rosella Markham has hired you for the rest of the week. You’ll have fun. I’ll be down for the birthday bash in a couple weeks.”
Diego winced but he maintained his smile. “That is what I heard as well. I look forward to it.”
Lilly fought not to laugh out loud at the bald lie. Wrapping her arms around Winnie in a big hug, Lilly promised to call her as soon as they got home.
Lilly settled into the front of the car for the return trip home, stowing her bag in the back seat where Diego had placed his. She buckled her seatbelt, waved to Winnie and they were on their way.
“I warned you about Mrs. Markham.”
Diego sighed. “Yes, you did. Believe me, I’m not looking forward to the next few days. Or the party in two weeks.”
Actually, she wasn’t either. There was a lot she needed to do. She needed to come up with a couple of dress designs for Rosella. And as much as she disliked the thought she needed to find a house. Something separate from her parents’ place that she could come and go as she wished, possibly a little closer to the shop she’d rented. It needed to have storage. She had set up an appointment for Thursday to look at some properties and already had a couple in mind.
As they left Salt Lake and headed south the land around them became more and more desolate. Scrub brush covered the landscape leading up to huge mountains. It was hypnotic. Occasionally she would see an animal, a rabbit or a hawk. Once she thought she saw a jackal or coyote. Whatever it was it had a swaying jog that was very distinctive.
When she pointed it out, Diego smiled. “Coyote. They do fairly well out here. Lots of small game.”
They settled into an easy quiet, occasionally remarking about something in the passing scenery. A couple of hours into the drive, though, Lilly took her courage in her hands and reached across the center console of the car. She ran her hand up Diego’s jean-clad leg. “I’ve never had sex in a car. Is it fun?”
He flashed her a startled, heated look. “Most sex is fun, but the logistics of a car can be a little difficult.”
She turned enough to look into the back seat. “I think if I sat on the seat and scooted to the edge, you could go to your knees in front of me. Or maybe we could just lay across the seat itself.”
Diego’s fists tightened on the steering wheel and she heard the leather crack. Le
aning back in the seat he shifted. “I don’t know if that’s a good idea, you little tart. Yes, it’s desolate, but if a cop sees a car at the side of the road he may stop to investigate.”
Lifting a brow at him, she couldn’t help but laugh. “Do you really think a cop is going to come along? We’ve seen five cars in the past hour and none of them were cops.”
“So it’s time to see one,” he persisted.
Lilly sank back into the seat. “Okay. If you change your mind I’ll be right here.”
She debated unsnapping her own jeans and reaching to pleasure herself, but she figured it would be a long time for rescue if they crashed out here. Diego already looked to be at the end of his rope. Shifting subtly, she worked her hips against the seat. It would be so easy to get herself off.
Unable to help herself, she let her fingers drift over her erect nipples. They were hard as could be. Diego glanced at her, then muttered another curse.
“Unbutton your shirt,” he commanded.
Lilly didn’t hesitate. She unbuttoned a few buttons, enough that he could see the pale white silk of her bra. Then, being ever helpful, she edged the cup just beneath her nipples.
The car jerked in the lane but she wasn’t concerned enough to look up. He wouldn’t let them crash.
A broad hand reached over and cupped her left breast, tweaking the nipple. Lilly moaned, wondering if he was going to leave her wanting. “You are deviant,” he muttered.
Laughing, she covered herself up, though it almost killed her to do it. But Diego reached over and kept her from buttoning the two halves together. “Just leave it like that.”
Lilly left the shirt gapped open, then had to deal with him reaching over every few minutes for a squeeze. It was absolute torture.
Diego didn’t pull over for more than a quick pee break, but as soon as they pulled into her drive he was out of the car and around her side. He didn’t give her time to fiddle with her things or worry about her bag. With one strong hand he tugged her up the walk of the guesthouse and waited, not so patiently, for her to unlock the door. As soon as they were through the door he began dragging at her clothes. “Where is your bedroom?”
Lilly dropped her jeans to the floor, followed quickly by her pale pink panties. “Too far away.”
Diego seemed to agree because there was a wild look on his face. Releasing himself from his jeans be backed her up against the couch, then spun her around. Lilly had a second to brace her arms against the back before she felt his fingers invading her soaked depths. Gasping, she relished finally getting the attention she’d wanted for the past six hours. “Oh, Diego, yes!”
She felt him shift behind her and his fingers left, but almost immediately the head of his cock was there. He teased her a little but Lilly arched back, embedding him into her body.
Diego moaned. “I was trying to go slow.”
“Why?” she gasped.
Diego seemed to take that as encouragement because he shoved himself into her with a lusty groan.
Lilly’s fingernails dug into the fabric of the couch. “Harder.”
His movements quickly became frenzied. Lilly cried out as he struck deep and the first orgasm crashed over her. Her legs weakened and she would have gone down if he hadn’t reached a hand down to hold across her stomach. Groaning, he continued to pump through her spasms, although he slowed considerably. Lilly felt him nuzzle her shoulder even as he arched into her.
When her shudders slowed, he picked up speed again, pulling out almost completely, then surging in again. The flare around the head of his penis rubbed against her deliciously and Lilly knew she would need to come again, preferably at the same time he did.
Lifting herself enough to rip off her shirt, then her bra, she brought his hand from her belly to the breast he’d been teasing for hours. Immediately he began to tweak her nipple, cupping the weight of her in his hand. Lilly moaned, arching to pull him into her even deeper. She tightened the muscles in her pelvis and he gasped. “Whatever you just did do it again.”
Lilly tightened her body again and Diego let out a harsh sound. Bracing her hand against the couch and arching back against him, she did everything she could to make him lose control. And it worked. Body slapping against hers Diego gave a shout as he began to orgasm. She couldn’t tell what it was exactly—his enthusiasm or the fact that he was hitting so hard—whatever it was it set Lilly off as well. Screaming, arms and legs giving way, she panted through the best orgasm of her life.
When she opened her eyes next she had to laugh. They were sprawled over the back of the couch, asses in the air. “Not a very sexy ending, Diego.”
He levered himself up and ran his hand over her bare ass cheek. “Oh, I don’t know about that.”
Lilly laughed, pushing herself up from the couch. When she regained her feet she turned and pressed a lingering kiss to his lips. Diego cupped her head in his hands and kissed her back. Thoroughly. If she hadn’t been so satisfied she would have dragged him back toward the bedroom. Maybe she could talk him into staying.
“You don’t have to leave right this minute, do you?”
Diego looked up from tucking himself away. “No, not really.”
“Well,” she told hime slowly. “I’m going to hop in the shower if you would like to join me.”
With a nod he followed her down the hallway to her bedroom, then paused. He’d never been here before so Lilly knew he was probably mapping out escape routes or something. Crossing to the marble bathroom she started the shower, then turned to watch Diego. Damn he was a nice piece of man. Though he wasn’t as tall as Grif or even the other investigator Brian, he was a bit taller than her, which was perfect. Lilly didn’t know if she could date someone she had to look down at. That would be a little strange.
As they stepped into the steaming shower, Lilly wondered how long he would stay.
* * *
Diego didn’t want to leave but he knew he had to. They’d had a leisurely shower and had lain naked on the bed for a few minutes naked to dry. Lilly had the most incredible skin. So pale but flawless. It was such a contrast to his own Hispanic coloring.
Would they be considered an interracial couple? Kind of, he guessed, though he didn’t like the title. The social circles she participated in probably would see their relationship as some kind of aberration.
Grif and Kendall got away with being together, but Grif didn’t generally give a damn what people said. Kendall had more money than most of the people in Vail, so it didn’t matter what she did either.
Lilly was trying to start a business here though. Would their relationship have an affect on that? He would like to think no, but people could be petty.
Diego ran one finger down the slope of her back and up the curve of her ass. Shivering, she turned her head enough to look at him. “That tickles.”
“Do you want me to stop?”
A smile curving her lips, she shook her head as she rocked her butt a little closer to him. Diego leaned down to press a kiss to the lovely swell, then traced a finger down the crack of her ass to her hidden heat. Lilly widened her legs a little and Diego touched her deeply. She was soaked. Heat surged into his cock.
“Damn, woman. You’re trying to kill me. How can I leave you wanting like that?”
She chuckled, though she didn’t lift her face from the pillow.
“Roll over.”
Lilly did as she was told, letting her legs fall open provocatively. Diego burrowed his finger back into her wetness. “You’re not sore from before?”
She shook her head. “Not enough to stop.”
Diego leaned down enough to drag her nipple into his mouth. “You taste of sinful sweetness.”
Lilly laughed. “You have the advantage. I haven’t had a chance to taste you yet. Are you going to let me?”
A sharp surge of arousal slammed through him. “Eventually. Right now I think I want to play.”
And play he did. Lilly was so responsive to the most minute of touches, coming to or
gasm easily with focused attention. And as he lapped at her release, prolonging her pleasure, he couldn’t imagine being anywhere else.
After he’d teased her to a second release he levered himself over top of her. She was so hot and wet he glided in easily, making them both gasp with pleasure. As he surged into her, he tried to remember a time when he loved the feel of a woman more, and he couldn’t.
Lilly contracted beneath him, rocking her hips up to get them closer. “I want to absorb you into me. I just can’t get close enough.”
Leaning down he took her mouth, sweeping his tongue inside. He felt the same way. And as she cradled him in her arms, taking everything he had to give her, he found his own release.
* * *
Lilly hated to see Diego go. But she knew he needed to. A lot had happened in the past two days and they both needed time to assimilate it all.
It was full dark out and as he slipped on his jacket she had a flash of anxiety. Quite simply she didn’t want him to go.
“Be careful driving down the mountain. And have fun with Rosella tomorrow. She’s actually a really nice lady, just a little goofy.”
Diego cocked his eyebrow. “Great sendoff.”
She grinned and shrugged. “Maybe you can come over tomorrow and I’ll commiserate.”
He barked out a laugh. “I may, actually. Can I call you when I get off?”
She nodded. “Of course.”
He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her lips, then paused to kiss her a little longer. Lilly cupped the back of his neck, as reluctant as he to let go. But he eventually pulled away.
“I’ll call you tomorrow,” he promised.
“Okay.”
Lilly bit down on the I love you that came to her lips and watched him walk away. It made her heart very sad.
As she closed and locked the door, she turned and leaned against it. How the hell had she fallen so fast?
She’d always been drawn to Diego but the more time she spent in his company the more she enjoyed him. And the man could love like a fiend. Her body was so satiated right now, so well used, she knew she would be sore tomorrow. But she would be a happy sore.
