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Diesel and I rode the elevator down and walked to our rental car. I stopped him before he could get in.
"Diesel you're covered in chocolate." I unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off of him. "You don't want to get it on the seats." My phone chirped. I was tempted not look at the text but I couldn't help it.
Babe, Vinnie said he thought you might have trouble with the skip, need help?
Crap. Ranger. Now I had a problem. I was fine with sleeping with Diesel until I thought about Ranger. I loved Ranger. And Ranger loved me. But he wasn't a relationship type of person. But then neither was Diesel.
Diesel sighed and slid himself into our car. I stood outside for a second, fidgeting with my phone. I sent Ranger back a short reply.
I think we have it covered.
His reply was even shorter.
Be safe.
I slid myself into the car next to Diesel and glances at him nervously. I didn't want him to be mad at me. I didn't want to be a one night stand.
"I'm not mad and you would be a vacation fling, not a one night stand." Diesel's grin was huge and I couldn't help but answer it with one of my own. Diesel admitting that didn't help my problem any.
"Steph you are thinking about this too hard. I like you, you're a good friend to me but I'm not going to push you into a pseudo-relationship. I'm not around a lot and I'm off the grid most of the time. I don't know if you would be okay with that kind of relationship so I'm just going to leave it up to you."
I ran through the possible outcomes in my head. I was done with Joe so that narrowed down my options.
I could sleep with Diesel. No relationship. Just casual sex. Probably in the end this wouldn't work out.
I could sleep with Diesel and we could try to have a semblance of a relationship. Maybe we could stay friends if it didn't work out.
I could forget about my urges to ride Diesel and try to work things out with Ranger. It could work out. Maybe.
I could forget about my urges to ride Diesel and have things not work out with Ranger. And never have sex again. Eak.
Okay so option four wasn't really a good option. I needed sex. Diesel snickered.
"I like option two myself. It seems to point toward more frequent sex." Diesel's grin made my doodah hot.
Yeah more frequent sex and more disappointment for me. The truth was I wanted to get married and have a family. Maybe not now, but at some point. And Diesel didn't want to fit into that equation. So what was the point?
I had a mental picture of Diesel in between my thighs while I thrashed on the bed screaming and ripping the sheets. Hoooo Boy. Diesel made a good point. Orgasms would be the point. I bet Diesel could give me a great orgasm. Or several great orgasms.
"I could give you more than several. I would ruin you for all men." Diesel gave me a look that screamed pure sex and a small moan escaped me before I could stop it. Maybe trying idea two wasn't such a bad thing.
"So basically we should be friends with benefits?" I asked Diesel with a grin.
"Yeah, except we'd stay friends even if the benefits stopped." I saw no down side to this and grinned at Diesel.
We were walking across the hotel lobby when a bellboy with his hands full ran into me. We got untangled and I looked up and into my skips eyes.
"AH! Diesel! That's him! It's the skip!" The guy tried to run but Diesel grabbed him. I dug in my bag and cuffed him. We caught a skip! Without really trying. It was a miracle. It was a sign. I was supposed to sleep with Diesel!
There were a lot of things in life that I took for granted but catching a skip wasn't one of them. I was ecstatic. We hauled him down to the Seattle PD so they could hold him for the night. We'd have to take him back to Jersey tomorrow. I called the airlines and got three tickets for tomorrow afternoon.
We got back to the room and I walked over to the window and looked out the view. I felt Diesel walk up behind me. My back stiffened but his hands found my shoulder and oh god that felt good. He kneaded my shoulders gently and I leaned back into him. Small noises of contentment were coming out of my mouth and I could sense Diesel's grin. His hands turned me around and I found myself facing him. The look in his eyes was dangerous.
Diesels lips felt like silk when they finally crashed down on mine. His arms were wrapped around my waist keeping my body flush again his. His tongue ran over my lips and I granted him entrance with a moan. My hands found his hair and I tugged on it gently. His left hand came up under my shirt and he cupped my breast, weighing it in his palm. His thumb ran over my already pebbled nipple. Diesel managed to get my shirt off of me and then my ass was on the window sill. The glass felt cool on my back and I shivered slightly.
I watched Diesel as he stepped back and stripped off his own shirt. His muscles were toned and tanned. I ran a finger over his abs and grinned. Rock hard. I looked a little further south and realized that his abs weren't the only thing that was hard. I licked my lips and grinned.
"Christ Steph that look alone could get me hard." He stepped in between my legs and pressed his lips to my neck. He kissed down to my collar bone and then down to the swell of my breast. My back was still pressed against the window but I realized my bra hook was no longer digging into my skin. I looked down. No bra. Huh. "Magic." Diesel said. And then his mouth covered one of my nipples and I forgot how to think for a second. His tongue flicked over it a few times and something tightened low inside of my body.
Diesel pushed me harder against the glass and bit my nipple gently. I moaned and Diesel shushed me. "Not so loud, someone will complain." His hands were busy fumbling with the buttons on my jeans. He finally gave a hard yank and they came open. He had the jeans and my underwear off me in a second flat. He was on his knees in between my legs now. He slipped my legs over his shoulders and…oh my god was he going to…oh god, yes he was. I grabbed onto the window sill for support. Diesels breath was hot on me as he kissed and licked my thighs. I squirmed trying to make him get to the good part but he wasn't giving me that much satisfaction yet. He started making his way inward, licking and nibbling at my folds before finally licking my slit in one long slow motion. His tongue swirled around my clit and then he sucked it into his mouth. My hips jerked and I grabbed his hair. My moans were getting louder and louder as he continued to lick and suck me. He started flicking my clit repeatedly with his tongue and I was very close to coming. He took his hand from holding my legs open and placed it between my legs. He thrust three fingers into me and pushed me over the edge with a few 'come here' motions against my g-spot. My back slammed against the window and I screamed his name as my pussy clenched around his fingers. I felt cum start to dribble from between my legs and he licked me until I was clean, sending little mini orgasms through my body.
It wasn't nowhere near enough. I needed him inside of me, now. Diesel chuckled and stood up. "I want you to take some time to think about this, about me. Make sure it's what you really want. We'll reevaluate in a day or two." I thought he was joking but the look on his face made me realize he was serious.
"You don't want to have sex with me?" I asked. I was a little…pissed…hurt…something. I mean Diesel was always flirting with me and now suddenly he didn't want to have sex? "Why did you just do that then huh? Just to fuck with my feelings?"
"No I did that as an enticement. I wouldn't mess with your feelings Steph. I really do want to have sex with you. And I really do want you to think about it carefully before you make any decisions. I'm not willing to lose our friendship over this. So it needs to be what you want. For sure. No regrets. Now put on your PJ's and get some sleep.
I suppose that made sense in a way. But god I wanted him. He stripped off his pants and got into the bed clad only in his boxers. I climbed in naked and he raised an eyebrow at me. "Enticement." I said.
"Smart ass." My answer was to press myself against him, draping a leg over his thigh. "Christ, you're dripping wet."
"Do you want me to move?"
"No." I idly ran my fingers up and down his abs until I fell asleep.
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