Page 57 of Wicked Throne
I hurriedly got Diamond out of there. My foot mashed the gas and didn’t let up until we were as far away as possible. She was shaking by the time we got into the house.
“I didn’t even see him put into the ground,” she murmured.
“It is for the best, Tesoro,” I replied quietly.
My fingers ran along the blinds in the living room. I had no idea who had fired at the church but I wasn’t stupid enough to think that this wasn’t about either me taking over or me fucking over the other families. I was being cautious until I knew more.
There was no evidence of us having been followed from the church. I felt solace in knowing that I had guns tucked around the house. Those had been warning shots. Someone wanted us to know that we could be touched.
“Today has been so draining,” Diamond said from behind me.
Turning, I came face to face with her. She looked exhausted. Deciding that she needed to rest, I took her hand and led her to our bedroom that had been unoccupied for a while now.
With ease, I peeled the black dress from her body. She allowed me to unhook the pearls from around her neck and place them on the nightstand.
I realized that for all the sex we had when we liked each other, this was one of the most intimate acts I’d ever performed for her or any woman, come to think of it.
“I want to get away,” Diamond said as I eased her into the bed.
“Where would you like to go, Tesoro?”
“Anywhere but here.”
Her brown eyes were still a little red, and tears were threatening to peer over her lash line.
“I can find somewhere,” I offered.
“When my mother died…I don’t remember feeling like this. I don’t remember feeling like the floor was out from under me and her death was unexpected.”
Sitting down on the edge of the bed, I took her hand in my own and marveled at her darker skin against my slightly olive complexion. Her skin turned me on. How smooth and unblemished it was. I was already starting to get hard, thinking about her hand traveling over my dick and stroking it.
It's been days,I thought.But you shouldn’t want it like this. Not when she just laid her father to rest.
“When my mom died…we thought the world was ending but it didn’t. Things will feel alright again, Diamond.”
Standing and trying to push the racy thoughts away, I leaned over to try and give Diamond a peck on the forehead. She moved only slightly, and my lips landed directly on her mouth.
As if lightning had hit me, I jerked my head back.
She was biting her lip but she had meant her movements.
God, I want to fuck her brains out,I thought.
“You should get some rest,” I replied.
“There's no rest for wicked people,” Diamond replied sitting up and undoing her bra.
Her breast, heavy and full fell into view. If I hadn’t been hard before, I was now. My dick wanted to be freed and it was straining against my pants.
Diamond licked her lips, and then she was on her knees. Her hands made quick work of my belt and trousers. Soon they were around my ankles, and my shirt was being peeled from my body.
“Diamond, are you…”
“Shh,” she whispered. “I need this, husband.”
Goddamn, I thought.
Naked, finally, I eased up onto the bed, while she scooted back against the headboard. Slowly, she brought her legs up and apart. There in the center of the silk nude-colored panties she wore was a wet spot.