Knox’s head dropped to her shoulder as his hips thrust into her, burying his cock over and over into her silky pussy that grasped him tightly.
“This is what I want from you, Diamond.”
“It’s yours, Knox. Take me.” Her words lit a storm within him that had his strokes becoming rougher as his control began to loosen at the feel of her surrounding him.
“If I take you the way I want to, you’ll be sore tomorrow,” Knox warned.
“There’s always the hot tub,” Diamond tempted as her hand went to his back, scoring him with her fingernails.
At those words, Knox lost his restraint to the point that his strokes became hard enough to send the bed slamming against the wall. Diamond’s hips thrust back against his, coming as his piercing found a spot that had her screaming. Knox’s cock jerked within her as he climaxed at the same time, finally bringing both of them down from the torturous need that had been driving them.
When he moved to her side, pulling her onto him, Diamond lay relaxed and drained on his chest. His hands stroked her hair, straightening the tangled mess. The calming movement made her drowsy since she hadn’t slept well last night.
Diamond woke sometime later when Knox rolled her to the side, getting out of bed. Lifting her, he carried her into the bathroom before turning on the shower. Opening the shower door, he pulled her inside under the warm water where his hands picked up the soap and washed her slick body.
“Open your legs.” Knox gently commanded.
When Knox rose, Diamond took the soap, putting a generous amount on the palm of her hand. She began washing him. The muscled smoothness had Diamond grinning up at him. “I think you’ve lost a little weight.”
Knox looked disgruntled. “Maybe a few pounds.”
“You need to eat more.”
“My appetite may be coming back. Let’s go raid the kitchen.”
“Sounds good to me.” The thought that she might have been the reason he had lost a few pounds had her stomach doing flips.
They dried off and Knox put on a pair of sweats before giving her a large t-shirt that fell to her knees. Searching through his drawers, he then managed to find a robe that fell to her feet.
“I didn’t think you would own a robe,” Diamond joked.
Knox grinned back. “It was a Christmas present last year from Beth. She gave all the brothers one.” Diamond laughed.
She had expected the party to be over, but there were still several members and hanger-ons downstairs.
Heading towards the kitchen, Rider gave her a sideways grin when he saw how she was dressed. Blushing, she went into the kitchen to see Evie and Cash sitting at the table eating a sandwich.
“Take a seat, I’ll fix us something,” Knox said.
As Diamond took a seat next to Evie, the silence at the table was uncomfortable. “I’m sorry, Evie. I lost my temper when I went in the bedroom and thought Knox was there, which is no excuse, but I’m sorry.”
“Your sister is a bitch,” Evie retorted, not ready to accept her apology.
“I know, but to be fair, she was going to walk away. I’m the one that egged it on.” Diamond accepted full responsibility for the fiasco upstairs.
“You did?”
Diamond nodded. “I didn’t know I could get that angry,” she confessed.
“That kind of happens when you care about someone, don’t you think?” Evie probed.
“Yes, but I still had no right. Knox hasn’t made any promises and I was wrong to take it out on the women. I should have just kicked his ass.”
Cash and Evie both shared a glance. Evie started to say something, but was cut off by Knox setting a sandwich down in front of Diamond then sitting down with a plate for himself.
They obviously didn’t want to continue the conversation with Knox there, so the topic switched to a big order The Last Riders had going out next week and how much the new employees hired from Treepoint helped with the grueling schedule.
“When did the Blue Horsemen start caring about what Sex Piston and her crazy assed friends did?” Cash asked, changing the subject again.
“The Destructors became a charter of the Blue Horsemen. I think Sex Piston and her crew are going to be in trouble for helping me get in to see Knox. Stud didn’t look too happy with them.”
“They broke a big rule going into another clubhouse,” Cash explained.
“They weren’t inside ten minutes,” Diamond took up for her sister and friends.
“I don’t think it’s going to matter to Stud,” Cash said with a grin, as if the thought of Sex Piston getting in trouble was a good thing.
Diamond didn’t say anything else, she merely gave Cash a dirty look, which he ignored. Picking up her sandwich, she was about to take a bite when the basement door opened and Jewell and Raci walked out, both flushed with red faces, wearing t-shirts that made it obvious they had nothing on underneath. Shade followed behind them, his hair also wet, and he was wearing nothing other than jeans. His whole upper body—to his neck and dipping below his waistband—was covered with tats.