Broken Soul (Deviant Souls MC #3)

5. Diesel

5

DIESEL

I wake up to the most perfect sight - Odette sleeping soundly next to me. She looks so peaceful, so beautiful it makes my heart ache. It’s not just her curves and pouty lips I’m attracted to, however. It’s her magical touch and her soft-spoken words that breathe life into me and give me purpose. I want her body, yes, but more than that, I want her thoughts, her past, her pure soul that has become addictive and necessary for my existence.

I don’t want to disturb my sleeping beauty, so I carefully crawl out of bed and tiptoe my way to the kitchen. I’m not sure what today’s breakfast will be, but it’s still early. Maybe I can whip up some muffins and have them baking while Odette sleeps.

Before I get a chance to open the cupboards, however, I sense Odette. I turn around, taking in my adorably sexy woman. Her hair is slightly mussed and she’s wiping sleep away from her eyes as a yawn overcomes her. She’s gorgeous. Especially in her thread-bare, oversized shirt. It hits her about mid-thigh, giving me a glimpse of her shapely legs.

“Hey, beautiful,” I choke out, trying to keep my dick from growing even harder and more obscene. “I thought you were still asleep.”

“I was kind of hoping for a good morning kiss,” she whispers before biting her bottom lip.

I don’t hesitate. My woman wants a kiss? I’ll give it to her every goddamn time.

Closing the distance between us, I cup the back of her neck and draw her in for our first kiss of the day. My girl tilts her head and welcomes my kiss, opening up for me and letting me slide my tongue against hers.

Odette moans softly as her fingers crawl up my bare chest. She grips my shoulders and pulls me flush against her soft curves, driving me wild with lust. “More,” she breathes out.

“Fuck,” I grunt, feeling the exact same way. I need more of her. All of her. Jesus, how can she make me lose control so easily? One look into those ice blue eyes filled with desire and I’m completely lost in her. Whatever she needs, whatever her body craves… I’m going to be the one to give it to her.

I walk us backward a few steps and press Odette up against the wall, leaning into her and pinning her there with my body. She’s breathing heavily, her lips swollen, eyes shining with lust and admiration. Holy hell, that look has my dick throbbing and leaking precum like a damn faucet.

She licks her lips and stares up at me, waiting for me to make the next move. I cup the side of her face and draw her closer to me, caressing her bottom lip with the rough pad of my thumb. Odette shocks the hell out of me by sucking it into her mouth and swirling her tongue around it. Jesus, her mouth is going to feel amazing around my cock.

I withdraw my thumb, replacing it with my lips. Her arms loop around my neck as I slide my hands down her back, grabbing two handfuls of her juicy ass. She moans into my mouth as I grind her hot little pussy up and down my now painful erection.

Odette trembles in my arms and tips her head back, breaking our kiss. Her eyes are closed and her swollen lips are parted slightly. Fuck, she’s beautiful. I kiss her jaw and nibble at her pulse point before trailing my lips down her neck. Odette tilts her head to the side, giving me more access to feast on her skin.

I growl and suck on the sensitive spot where her neck and shoulder meet. She makes this sexy as fuck mewling sound. It's full of need and a little bit of confusion. Her innocence is evident in her messy kisses and unrestrained passion. Knowing she's inexperienced should make me back off, take my time, and ease her into this. Instead, I'm a fucking animal, knowing she's mine to teach and mold and show her what true pleasure feels like.

My hands knead the soft flesh of her ass, and then slide lower, playing with the hem of her shirt. I ghost my fingers up her bare thighs, groaning when her skin erupts in goosebumps at my touch.

“This okay?” I manage to grunt. I think she’s right here with me, but I want to make sure.

“Y-yes. This is what I’ve needed,” she moans.

Her cries are my undoing. She rocks her hips into me, seeking relief. “What do you need, beautiful? I’ll give you anything.”

“More,” she repeats. “I need more, Diesel.”

“Me too.” I slide my hand all the way up to her soaking center, caressing her pussy through her panties. Odette moans, then buries her face into the side of my neck, muffling more of her desperate cries. “Fuck, you really do need this, don’t you?”

I feel her nod into my neck as she digs her nails into my chest, clawing at me with unbridled lust and anticipation. I toy with the elastic band of her panties, teasing her, and tickling her sensitive skin. Her hips buck, pressing her pussy further into me. I love how responsive she is, and how every single touch seems to be better than the last.

When she’s trembling and gasping in my arms, I finally dip two fingers into her wet slit, stroking her folds and finding her little button.

“Oh God! Why does it feel so good when you do it?”

I grunt in satisfaction at pleasing my woman. I gather up her slick juices and drag them up to circle her clit. Odette gasps and spreads her legs wider for me in invitation. I take her lips in a searing kiss, spearing my tongue inside of her mouth at the same time as my finger enters her dripping wet hole.

We both groan at the sensation. Fuck, she’s so damn tight, her walls pulsing around me as she gushes. I grind the heel of my palm down on her clit while slowly pumping in and out of her.

“Still okay?” I rasp into the shell of her ear. Odette whimpers and nods frantically before stealing the breath from my lungs with a forceful kiss. I was worried I would overwhelm her with my need, but I can taste how desperate she is for me with every kiss we share.

I hook my finger up, searching for that one spot…

“Diesel!” she moans, her breath catching in her throat.

“There it is,” I growl, tapping my finger against her G-spot over and over while grinding against her clit.

“Wha-what… why does it feel so… good?”

Jesus, has no one ever given her pleasure like this? That thought makes me feral. Every muscle in my body tenses as I fingerfuck her hard and fast, needing to show her how good I can make her feel, how good I'll always make her feel if she'll let me.

Odette buries her face in my neck again to muffle her cries.

“God, Diesel, I-I...something’s…” Odette looks confused and a little unsure of her impending orgasm, but not scared. She’s not trying to get away from me. I somehow know she needs me to tell her it’s okay, that she’ll always be okay with me.

“You’re safe with me,” I whisper, sliding my fingers through her folds and then plunging them back into her tight, slick little cunt. “Let go, Odette. I’ve got you.”

I can feel her muscles lock up as if my permission was exactly what she needed to hear. Odette digs her nails into my bulging biceps, biting down on my neck as she comes all over my hand. Her pussy snaps around my fingers as her release pours out of her. I keep fucking her tight little hole with my finger, holding her close as she trembles violently.

Her knees give out as she comes again for me, but I wrap my other arm around her back, pressing her against me to keep her steady. I slowly withdraw my finger, sliding it up to circle her clit in light circles, bringing her down gently.

Odette shivers and tips her head back to rest on the wall, exposing her neck to me. I watch in awe as she sucks down air, her chest heaving and pushing her tits against me. I trail kisses down her slender column and then nuzzle into the side of her neck, breathing in her sugary, floral scent.

I slip my hand out of her panties, unable to resist the urge to take my first taste of her cream. I growl as I suck on my fingers, licking up every sweet, sticky drop. My sweet girl goes completely limp in my arms, and I gather her up, hugging her against me and rubbing calming circles on her back.

“That was incredible,” she whispers from where her head is resting against my chest. “I could never make myself get there on my own.”

I tighten my hold on her, still processing her words. Holy. Shit. Was that…

I lean back slightly and peel Odette off my chest, still keeping a firm hold on her hip with one hand, while my other hand cups her face. “Look at me.” She opens her beautiful eyes, swimming with so much trust and vulnerability it nearly brings me to my knees. “Was that your first orgasm?”

Her eyes go wide and her cheeks are stained red. That’s a yes. I tip my head back and growl, probably a little too loudly, but fuck. I’m filled with pride and complete satisfaction, but also guilt. Looking around at the dirty dishes in the sink and the wall I just fingerfucked her against, my stomach drops. She deserves better than this. Better than me. I practically attacked her, and…

“It was, but I’m so glad I was with you when it happened,” she whispers, sliding her hands up my chest so she can cup my face in her tiny hands. I close my eyes and lean into her touch, letting her soft voice and gentle caresses calm me down.

I press my lips to her forehead and keep them there, breathing her in and resting right here in this moment with her.