Diesel (Hellbound Lovers MC, #7)

by Crimson Syn

  “You’re crazy, woman!” His words came our strangled, yet he stood there, waiting patiently for my next move.

  I shook my head, hypnotized from his growing rod in my hand. “I can’t fucking help myself. You’ve got me wrapped around you’re little finger, Diesel. And to be honest, I should be ashamed of myself. I barely know you.”

  “Gabriela, please get up.”

  He took a step back, but I shoved him with enough force that he slammed against the wall.

  I smiled. “Perfect.” Without giving him a chance to think I undid his belt and unzipped his jeans.

  “Don’t!” He shouted, but it was too late.

  I pulled down the material and leather chaps, the long swell of him popping out for me. My eyes widened at his size. He was so long and so deliciously thick. I didn’t think he would fit anywhere, but it wasn’t going to stop me from trying.

  “Gabriela.” He breathed as I ran my tongue up the base of his dick. It was so hot in my hand and it throbbed with the same type of need it produced inside of me.

  I sucked along his length, placing open mouthed kisses on it as he gripped my hair. I groaned, finding power in being able to rock this man’s world. The taste of him was perfect sin and I twirled my tongue along his opening, trying to gather as much of him as I could.

  “You like that, Diesel? You like my mouth on you?” I teased him, flicking my tongue against the slit on the head and then kissing it.

  When he gripped my hair, seeming to want to pull me off, I quickly engulfed him in my heated mouth. His head fell back and instead of shoving me away he pulled me against him. I slid my lips down onto his rod and then lifted off only to capture him again. I knew I was doing a good job, his groans gave him away.

  He grunted and murmured above me, until he finally gripped my head and tilted his hips. “Suck it, baby. Fuck, I’m so hard! Suck me off, Gabriela.”

  I moaned around his thick shaft knowing the vibrations would bring him pleasure. He shouted my name and continued to hump my mouth. I sucked him in as he pulled back and slid my tongue around his sensitive tip before consuming him again. He was so wide I could barely fit him along my narrow palette, so I gripped him in both hands and stroked him in strong, slow twists.

  I bent down lower and dipped one of his balls in my mouth, sucking it and nibbling on it. He hissed and jerked against me. “Fuck, baby! Fuck, you’re good at that.”

  I smiled and took one of his balls in my mouth, twirling it around on my tongue. I continued to stroke him feeling him throb in my hands.

  “I’m gonna cum, baby. You need to stop.”

  I looked up at him and dragged my tongue along his thickened shaft. His veins were nearly popping as I took his head in my lips and sucked.

  “Fuck!” He roared and gripped my head. I stayed put as he fucked himself with my mouth, surprised at how easily I was able to adjust to him. His movements were swift and strong as he slid himself down my throat, forcing me to swallow him. I ignored my gag reflex and instead I concentrated on breathing though my nose. His hips only drove in faster and I moaned around him causing him to stop and roar as streams of his heated fluid filled my mouth.

  I continued to milk him, sucking him dry. He tasted sweet and salty and I was quickly becoming completely addicted to his flavor.

  Finally, after twenty minutes of worshipping him I popped him out of my mouth, stood up, licked my lips and gave him a brief kiss on his shocked mouth.

  “Until next time, sexy.”

  Before he could grab me, or even say anything, I walked out. I quickly stepped outside and I was completely shocked and full of adrenaline from what I had just done. There was no better way to make a man want you, then to satisfy him without wanting anything in return.

  I smiled and hopped onto my bike. As the rumble of the engine roared between my legs I moaned imagining having Diesel’s cock buried there instead. Soon, I thought. I’d have him soon enough.

  4

  DIESEL

  I was fucking drenched in sweat once again. I looked at the time and it was nearing midnight. For the first time in years I had woken up not due to a nightmare, but because I was balls deep inside of Gabriela Cristiano. Fuck if she wasn’t gorgeous. I couldn’t stop her when her pretty mouth was wrapped around my cock. She gobbled me up like she was starving. It was the best blow job I’d ever had. Fuck I had missed that feeling. The feel of a warm wet tongue kissing and running against me. I had missed the feel of a woman, and Gabriela was seeking out the beast in me.

  Guilt ran through me and I stared up at the ceiling realizing that it was the first time in years since I’d had contact with someone. And fuck if I didn’t love it. Shit, I needed it. The last thing I expected was for the sexy vixen to follow me, let alone drop my pants and devour me. To top it all off, she walked away without letting me give her what she really wanted. Me.

  “Does she really want me?” I said to the empty room. “I’m damaged goods. Far too fucked up for the likes of her.”

  I groaned and flipped over on my side. My cock twitched, seeking attention, but I ignored it.

  “Calm down Diesel. No woman has ever been enough to make you forget.” My cock ached and I finally flipped over and took it in hand.

  I stroked and squeezed it as I pictured those pretty green eyes looking up at me. I pictured her lying back on my bed as I dipped my cock into her juicy cavern. I remembered her moans and her whimpers as I pictured driving myself into her. I only felt her body for a few moments, but she was all soft and curvy, all woman. Her breasts alone made me drool and her hips, those deep contours, made my cock finally explode. Stream after stream of white cream leapt out and coated my stomach and thighs.

  I grunted and shook as I came. But when I was done, my cock lurched and my satisfaction was short-lived. My dick was practically shouting for me to get him what he craved for and my mind was easily succumbing to its pleas.

  I needed to get the fuck out of here! I needed to ride.

  An hour later I was sitting on my bike staring at the dim light that lit what I knew was her office. I contemplated what to do for a few minutes, but my desire got the best of me. Propping my helmet under my arm I made my way to the front of the precinct. It was eerily quiet and only a couple of police officers milled around. One of them spotted me and approached me.

  “Can I help you with something?”

  “I’m looking for Detective Cristiano.”

  “Who’s askin’?” A big brawny guy came up to us. His badge glimmered as it hung around his neck. If I were any other guy I might have been intimidated, but he didn’t faze me.

  “A friend.”

  “A friend huh?”

  “Look man, we’re working a case together. I’m a Hellbound Lover. I’m not here to cause any problems or hurt her.”

  “The officer who had approached me leaned over to the big brawny guy and whispered something in his ear. The big guy nodded and looked at me.”

  “Second floor, last office on the right.” As I walked past them he grabbed onto my forearm. I slowly looked down, but he didn’t get the hard clue to release me. Instead he tightened his grip on me. “Watch yourself with her,” he growled.

  I narrowed my eyes on him, a surge of jealousy slowly starting to consume me. I pulled back my arm and stared fixedly at him. “I’d say the same to you.”

  Pushing past him, I angrily made my way up to the second floor. By the time I got upstairs my blood was boiling and I was pissed off at myself for feeling this way about her. But all I kept thinking as I approached her office was that she was mine.

  She was all alone in her office seated at her desk, looking all pretty and sexy. Her hair was swept up in a ponytail, black rimmed glasses were perched up on her delicate nose and those damn luscious lips were coated in some sexy pink lipstick. I strode in and she jumped in her seat as I slammed the door behind me.

  “Diesel!” She went to take off her glasses and I growled.

  “Leave them on.”


  She slowly let go of the rim and her fingertips hovered over her lips sexily. I set my helmet down on the edge of her desk and made my way towards her. Her eyes were glued onto mine as I looked down at her.

  Tilting her chin up I grazed my thumb along that bottom, pouty lip. My hands shook slightly, and not being able to wait anymore, I bent down and captured her lips in a deep searing kiss. Our tongues danced against one another, exploring, tasting each other. She moaned in my mouth and I dropped to my knees before her. My hands ran up along those sexy fucking leggings she wore, dragging around her waist and gripping the material, tugging it down over her plush ass.

  Breaking the kiss, I stared down as her bare pussy was slowly exposed to my eyes. I groaned at the sight of it, my hands stopping mid-thigh. I lifted her legs up, the seat tilting back at an angle as her folds shined prettily in the dim light.

  “Dirty girl,” I growled and leaned down getting my taste of her.”

  “Diesel!” She struggled slightly, but in the position she was in, she had nowhere to go. She was trapped against my mouth.

  I groaned as I ran my tongue along her juicy folds. Her sexy mewls urging me on. I dragged my nails down the backs of her thighs and I pushed them back, tilting her further as I devoured her hungrily. She tasted so fucking good on my tongue. I missed the taste of a woman’s hot core and I was going to show her just how much.

  I teased her entrance with my tongue and she whimpered, holding her legs back for me. I could hear her ragged breaths as she moaned for me.

  “Diesel, my God!”

  Slowly I devoured her, taking my time savoring her soft flesh, stimulating ever cell in her curvy little body. Giving her what she had given me only hours before. Her whimpers were driving me fucking insane. I ran my hands up her legs dragging her leggings up off her legs. The sound of her heels hitting the wooden floor as I swept the material off her.

  She groaned as I opened her legs wide. Her fingers immediately slipped through my hair. Our eyes met as my tongue twirled along her clit, lazily sliding down to dip and tease her delicate orifice.

  “Diesel,” she whispered and bit her lip as she spread her legs wider, pressing me against her core.

  “Take it, Diesel. It’s yours.” She arched her back and I roared in her pussy as those words did shit to my insides. I fucking wanted to take her, to fucking own her. I wanted every fucker downstairs to know she was mine.

  I sucked hard on her clit and she cried out my name as her body shook in release. Her honey coated my tongue as I lapped at her, making her mine.

  “Diesel! Oh God! Oh my God!”

  I gave her gentle languid flicks of my soaked muscle, slowly allowing her to come down from the ecstasy. She leaned her head back, her body writhing sexily as she moaned sensually. I kissed her mons lightly before letting her legs down.

  She sat up and tugged on the lapels of my jacket, bringing my mouth to hers. Her tongue rolling against mine in a hungry open mouthed kiss. She hugged me so fucking close I wanted to lift her in my arms and take her home. I allowed her access to my mouth and she took it, greedily. Tasting herself on my tongue as she sucked it into her mouth. I had to admit, the woman knew how to fucking kiss. I wanted to fuck her as her tongue tangled against mine.

  I grunted and slowly broke free of her. She whimpered and watched me as I stood up, my obvious bulge right in front of her eyes. She reached out to touch me and instead I grabbed her hands and bent down to give her wrists a kiss.

  I walked backwards and grabbed my helmet off her desk. I paused for a second taking in her flushed cheeks and red, swollen lips. It took everything in me not to prop her on that desk and have my way with her. Instead, I turned and made my way out, making sure to shut the door behind me. I didn’t want anybody else seeing that sex-filled look on her face. That look belonged to me and no one else.

  5

  GABRIELA

  I slumped down into my desk chair, my cheeks warming as I remembered what Diesel had done to me the night before. He’d taken what he wanted and left. I couldn’t be mad at him. I deserved it. But when he walked away, he had this look in his eyes. It was lust, but it was something along the lines of guilt ridden lust. I couldn’t help but want to know what those secrets were that he held so close to his heart.

  I stared at my computer and realized there were a few messages I hadn’t opened the night before. One of them was just titled Diesel. Taking a moment, I clicked on it. At first I thought I was misreading things, so I carefully re-read what came up for me. It was him, Diesel, in my shock I realized it was his profile I was looking at. Diesel had a family, a wife! A newspaper clipping suddenly popped up. The title reading FBI Agent’s Wife Found Slain in Home. I scanned through the article and according to the report, FBI Agent Jack Roma, husband to Isabel Roma, was the one who found his pregnant wife dead in their home.

  My hand shook as I continued to read the article-

  Drug Kingpin, Liam Calvaro, was found to be the leading suspect of the heinous murder. FBI Agent Jack Roma had been in pursuit of Calvaro and his corrupt organization for years. It was known among the community that there was a death threat placed on Roma by Calvaro only a few days before his men were arrested for drug trafficking. According to witnesses who spotted Calvaro enter the property, gun shots were heard and he was seen fleeing the scene shortly after. The city’s push against drugs just took a step back with this vicious crime.

  A cross agency manhunt has been issued against Liam Calvaro. Any leads on Calvaro or his known associates should be reported immediately to any law enforcement officer or FBI Agency.

  I couldn’t stop myself from digging deeper. My heart ached for Jack, for his young pregnant wife, for his loss. A picture of Liam Calvaro stared back at me and I quickly dug through my folders, searching for that one picture I had received of La Cruz. There they were. Two fucking criminals having a leisurely drink as they planned to destroy more lives.

  From the corner of my eye I noticed Chastity walking in. I hesitated for a moment, but figured it would be best to tell her, she would find out one way or another.

  “What’s up? What’s with the scrunched up eyebrows?”

  I grabbed her arm and tugged her towards the screen.

  She smirked. “I know you like the guy, but having him as a screen saver is a bit much, don’t you think?”

  I frowned and pointed to the documents strewn on the screen. “Read.”

  She sighed. “Uhh, ex-military, ex-FBI agent, Jack Rom…” She paused and backed away from the screen. “Ex- FBI? What the fuck?”

  I nodded and turned my chair towards her. “I know. I know!”

  “How the hell did you find out?”

  “Remember those backgrounds I pull on all the guys I date?”

  “You actually do that?”

  I shrugged. “Better safe than sorry.”

  Chas rolled her eyes. “Okay. So, what did you find?”

  “Nothing. Jack Diesel doesn’t exist. He’s a ghost.”

  Chas rolled up a chair next to me. “So, how’d you get the information?”

  “I contacted Daryl Simmons up in D.C.”

  “You contacted the CIA! Who the fuck does that?”

  I looked over at her, partially annoyed. “Like you wouldn’t have done the same?”

  “I didn’t need to do that. I trust John.”

  I smirked. “I don’t trust anyone.”

  I clicked on the mouse and pulled up more details on Diesel. A handsome picture of him wearing a Navy Seals uniform popped up. “Daryl found him through an image scanner after I sent him a picture. He was merited the medal of honor for his courageous efforts in Afghanistan. He was also a hell of an FBI agent in New York. One of the best.” I paused and looked up at her. “He was married. Awaiting the birth of his first child.”

  “So, what happened?”

  I pulled up another file titled Liam Calvaro. “This is what happened.” An image of a white Italian male, bald, brown eyes and weighing around 250 lbs po
pped up.

  “This is Liam Calvaro. He’s a feared Kingpin out of New York. Wanted to make a name for himself a few years back. FBI agent Jack Roma was on the case. He placed six of Calvaro’s men in jail and was after him next, so Calvaro took action.”

  Chas took in a breath, expecting the worse. “He killed her.”

  I nodded. “Raped Isabel Roma and mutilated her body, leaving her on Jack’s bed so he could find her.”

  “Fuuuuck!”

  “Jack went crazy, found him, and tortured him. Before he could kill him the cops arrived and arrested Jack…and Calvaro was let go pending charges.”

  “Pending charges?”

  I nodded. “Next thing you know the fucker disappears. They let him the fuck go and now he’s running around with La Cruz!” I slammed the photos down on the desk and she quickly rummaged through them. “So, the FBI had Jack Roma change his name, gave him a new identity and he became Jack Diesel.”

  “Holy shit! This is big!” Chastity stood up and started to pace. “Gunner’s always protecting D, I never understood why.”

  “Do the other Hellbound Lovers know about this?”

  Chastity shook her head. “Other than maybe Wolf, I don’t think so.” She stopped and looked at me. “This explains why Diesel’s always on the move. Why we couldn’t find any information on him. He’s always taking trips out to the middle of nowhere.”

  I nodded. “He’s looking for the man who killed his wife.”

  Chas slammed her hands on the desk. “Does anybody else know about this?”

  I shook my head. “Just Daryl.”

  Quickly, she grabbed the mouse and started deleting the files off my computer. I tried sideswiping her but she pulled the mouse away.

  “Stop it! What are you doing?!”

  She stopped and turned to me. “Do you love him?”

  My eyes went wide and I opened my mouth to answer, but nothing came out.

  “Gabriela! Do. You. Love. Him?”

  I nodded. “What? I don’t know what I feel for him.”