King of Diamonds (All About the Diamond #2), стр. 34

words, only he does this to me. Suddenly he pulls out of me and takes control, turning me around, he wraps his right arm around my waist and lifts me to him, sliding me down onto his cock and guiding me to wrap my legs around him and hold on. He fucking surprises me with what he can do, and with one arm no less. He claims my mouth with his and I know why. He needs me, he wants to communicate more with me without words. He loves me and he needs me to know, he wants to know I feel the same. It sounds silly because I’m right here with him, but he needs to know I’m here with him, for him, and it’s real. Sex is almost a moment of weakness and insecurity we need to surpass, to prove our love. Sometimes I swear he wants it to be more than sex, almost like he has a specific purpose in mind. Other times, like where he’s taking us now, he simply wants to love me and everything is in his kiss. He wants a deeper connection and I’m not talking about his dick. His kiss drives the mood and our need. He licks my lips, tasting me with need while he pushes into me. I move on him, stroking him the best I can while I hang onto him. The intensity is getting the best of me quickly. Rick breathing heavy whispers in my ear, “I love you, baby. Can you feel it?” His tone tells me he’s not talking about his cock.

“Yes, my love. All over, especially in my heart. I know you love me. I couldn’t have a better king.” This man just kills me sometimes and I don’t know what to say. “Can you feel that I love you?” I wonder if he asked because he doesn’t feel it. Tears roll down my face.

Rick presses his lips to mine, over and over. Open-mouthed he slides his tongue into my mouth to dance with mine. His right hand firmly on my back and holding me to his chest, his cock rubbing against my clit with every stroke. He’s using his kiss to drive me to orgasm, sucking on my tongue. He moves to my neck, kissing at the perfect spot and when he knows I’m on the edge he sucks hard sending me down the rabbit hole. He leans back against the wall and slides down to the floor. I have no idea what happened. I go dark and I’m surrounded by the firework show with stars and pink bursts. I hear music and I’m relaxed with no worries. Rick kisses me, “Sherry, are you with me?”

I open my eyes and gaze straight into his. He’s holding me in his lap. “Why are we on the floor?”

“You let go all of the sudden and I didn’t want you to fall, so I leaned back to keep you from falling and slid down to the floor. It was the best I could do with one arm. Are you okay?”

“I’m better than okay. Sometimes you rock my world and I don’t know where I go. You should see the fireworks. This time there was music.”

“You were singing, my queen.” I sing a line from the music I heard and Rick says, “That’s what you were singing.” I need to get control of this talking and now singing when I’m not conscious. Apparently, “We Belong” is still possessing me.

We get up off the ground, rinse off and get out of the shower. Rick towel dries his hair and pulls on shorts, while I find panties, denim shorts and a Seals tank top. He sits on the edge of our bed and pulls me over to sit next to him. “I know you love me everyday when I wake up feeling like a king. It’s all you, your sweet words, how you make me feel. You make me warm all over and I can’t control my smile when I’m with you. I meant it before when I told you I wasn’t living. Your love gives me life.” He kisses me sweetly and slowly, then pulls back while keeping eye contact. “Someday I’ll ask because I want to be with you forever, but I’m already committed to you. You’re more than my girlfriend.”

“It’ll always be us, my king.” I hug him warmly with my cheek to his.

“So, do you want to watch the game tonight?” I ask wondering how this will play out. I want to watch the game and we haven’t watched a game together.

“Yes. I need to go to the stadium this morning to get my elbow checked. Drive me? I don’t want to show up without the sling on.”

“Anything for you, my king.” He pulls a T-shirt on by himself, but he did put it on his left arm first. I help him get the sling back on and can’t wait until I get both arms around me again. I pack my work bag, so I can get some work done while I wait for him at the stadium. He won’t be staying there, since he’s suspended. I brush out my hair, find my sandals and grab Chase’s chocolate chip cookie bars, so I can leave them for him. I cut one out of the pan to eat it with my last drink of coffee, and its obvious Rick has been picking at them. I yell through our home, “I’m ready whenever you are.” Rick walks out and hands me his keys.

I drive Rick’s Challenger into the player’s garage and park. I follow him in and check with Carter to find out where my boundaries are today. He checks the clubhouse and let’s me leave my special package for Chase in his locker. Since I’m allowed to wander the seating bowl and concourse, I decide to sit in my season ticket seat and enjoy the view while I get some work done.

Text to Rick - I’m sitting