“I’ve been fucking up my entire life, Rose. Fucking up until I met you. I’ve been existing, doing shit for the hell of it. Some of it I thought was what I was supposed to be doing only to discover it was just part of the process…the process that ultimately led me to you,” he said and smiled, dropping his head. He knew that shit he said was cheesy, but for Rose, he would be a cheesy motherfucker.
By now, the floor was wet and so were his work pants and shoes, but he didn’t give a fuck. He actually found it quite comical since that’s how they had met, with him getting wet in the rain. She looked down at the same time and snickered.
“Where’s your towel? You’re getting wet…again.”
Diesel busted out laughing. He hadn’t laughed that hard in well…never. Rose had actually done it again. Again meaning, giving him another reason for him to have a first with her. Then he pulled a small towel out of his back pocket. As a mechanic, towels were essential to wiping your hands off when they’d gotten dirty, but he didn’t mind getting wet up and dirty if it meant he could get close to Rose.
“Ah, shit. There’s the towel,” she said and smiled. She then whispered, “Come in here because I need you, too.”
She could barely stand still, tears falling down again. She was angry, angry with herself for being so stubborn. She’d abandoned him, abandoned him since he’d been rescuing her since the first day they’d met. And even when he tried to move on after getting her car fixed, he still made sure Rose’s protection was a priority because in his heart, he’d always needed her.
“You sure, Rose?” he asked as she watched him swell before her eyes, his length beyond half of his thigh. She sucked in air, in shock yet excited all of that could belong to her. He looked down too and chuckled, shaking his head. He came with lots of dick, but even more love…love for her. “Crazy ass, girl.”
“I am crazy,” she quickly agreed, grabbing his hand. “Crazy for running away, crazy for being so stupid fucking stupid, crazy for—”
He stopped her from rambling, swiftly taking her mouth. He was gentle but intentional when it came to how he loved on her. He sucked, licked, and pulled her tongue in his mouth, savoring the texture and taste. Like her pussy, her mouth was just as sweet. Rose, as a whole being, was like a sweet treat he could suck, fuck and lick on forever.
It was crazy how he finally felt like he could breathe, yet had his mouth was totally consumed with hers. While cupped her face, raining her face with kisses, Rose wasted no time disrobing him as she unbuttoned his shirt. Her small hands were all over him, pushing his shirt off of his shoulders until it was caught at his elbows.
“Diesel,” she whined, eager to have his skin against hers. “Take it off.”
“Naw, you started this shit. I’ma let you have that,” he said, winking his eyes. “And your floor is soak and wet.”
“So,” was all she said, pulling his shirt off of one arm and then the other. She then worked on his belt, unbuckling it quickly in anticipation of what she wanted and needed to see…his dick. His girth and length made her tremble once she worked his pants and boxers down as it sprung in the air. “Damn,” she hissed.
Despite of what she said, Diesel could also hear her thoughts. She was scared, nervous, unsure of herself. Especially since his baby had never sucked dick before, causing him to chuckle.
“You don’t have to, Rose. It’s my job to please you.”
“But you have,” she said quickly. “Take off your shoes.”
“Bossy ass girl,” he muttered, loving her tenacity, her will to please him.
“Haven’t I always been?” Rose shot back, lifting her brow to challenge him. He smiled, basking in the lust he heard in her voice. It was thick, needy yet like music to his ears he’d die to hear for the rest of his life. Rose Steel wanted him. Rose Steel took initiative this time. Rose Steel, for the first time, had ceased running from him. Rose Steel finally stood her ground and demanded to receive the love he wanted to give and only to her.
“You’ve tried to be,” he said with a shrug, now with both shoes off. “But I’m the fucking boss around here,” he said, cockily as she grinned and tucked her lips.
Stepping on each heel with the opposite foot, there he stood totally naked physically but now he was emotionally too. Immediately, it was Diesel who took a deep breath, pacing himself. The last time he really entered a woman he cared to say he loved, it didn’t end too well. It damn near destroyed him.
Then it was as if she heard him thinking, felt it too when she grabbed his chin and said, “Diesel, you can trust me. Come inside,” she whispered, motioning for him to enter the shower with her.
And inside he went. By the time he was fully under the water, Rose was on her knees. She gently grabbed his dick and he groaned, placing his hands on the wall to steady himself. Rose smiled at the heaviness and warmth of it, even cooed once she felt how smooth it was wrapped with two veins from the head to the base of his dick. Veins she wanted to feel against her tongue and down her throat.
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