Page 99 of Queen of Ruin

“Yes. But I love it. No one’s ever looked at me so intensely before. You look at me like I’m the anchor to your world, and I love that.” I kiss him as gently as I dare. “I love how warm you are to the touch. All the time. There’s never been a moment when you’ve felt cold. I love that you have a big heart.”

My hand drifts up his bare chest, over healing bruises and marks, to rest over his heart. It lurches beneath my hand and Diego’s hand drifts to my shoulder, where he slips his thumb under the strap of my nightdress and lets it fall.

“I love how you care about everyone. You give your all to people, even those who you know don’t deserve it. Everyone in your life has felt that care and that’s why they kept coming back.” Mindy wouldn’t let him go and Tech hounded him for the exact same reason. Diego caves because he likes to help people, because he cares. I shift my weight and move my hand to kiss directly over his heart.

“I love how that big heart saved my life. Without it, you never would have done everything you did to keep me safe. You never would have trusted me. You would have called the cops and ended things immediately. But you care. I love how you worked so hard to keep me safe even when I didn’t realize it, and I love how even here, you weren’t ready to give me up.”

Diego’s breath catches in his throat and he huffs softly, silenced only when I kiss him again. His hands drift down across both my shoulders until the straps of my nightdress have fallen free, then he gathers the material at my waist and lifts.

The dress slips free from my body and he tosses it to the floor. Then, he turns his warm gaze back to my naked body. A flush of pink suddenly rises across his cheeks and I smile.

“I love how you look at me when I’m naked.”

“Can you blame me?” Diego groans as his cock continues to harden beneath me. “You’re fucking beautiful.”

“So are you. I love that you’re tender with your touches and yet you can fuck like your life depends on it.” I smirk as his cock fully hardens beneath me, and he groans, then tips his head back, exposing his long throat to my wandering lips.

It doesn’t take long to free him from his jeans and boxers, and as I take his heavy cock in my hand, I balance on my knees so as not to put weight on his injured thigh.

“I love that you risked your life for me.”

“You can’t say that,” Diego gasps, and his abdominal muscles ripple as I stroke his cock from base to tip.

“Why not?”

“You’ll train me to be horny when I’m risking my life for you!”

“Oh, really?” I smile coyly, continuing to stroke him. Every second his cock twitches in my hand is another second for the heat pooling low in my gut to tighten and dampness quickly beads between my thighs.

“Yup,” he groans, gazing down at me. “But if that’s how you want to play it.”

“Should I stop?” I pause my fist at the crown of his cock and swipe my thumb over the glistening head. “Do you want me to stop?”

“Please, no,” he gasps. “You’ve no idea how badly I wanna be inside you.”

“Ahh. So should I stop telling you I love you?” One final stroke and I tease the tip of his crown again with my fingers. Precum beads from the slit so I gather it on my pointer finger and lift it to my lips as I crawl back over him. “Should I not tell you how much I love that your eyes crinkle when you smile widely? Or that the sound of your laugh brings me so much joy?” I suck my finger into my mouth, savoring his taste while Diego groans deeply beneath me.

“You can tell me,” he gasps. “Tell me everything and anything.”

“I love how flustered you get even though you know this is all for you. I love how you risked your life for me, how you never betrayed me and even when you were faced with something as terrifying as what you went through…” I pause and brace my hands on either side of his head, locking eyes with him. “I love how you protected my name.”

The second I sink down onto Diego’s cock, taking his thick weight as deep inside me as I can, everything settles inside me. My thoughts calm, the rush of adrenaline rises to my heart and sends it racing, and all the desire pooling in my core finally breathes a deep sigh of satisfaction. That, coupled with the moan that rises from Diego, brings me a deep sense of peace.

There’s nothing more to say. Nothing I can think of. Nothing that will make it past my lips because as soon as I start to ride him, it’s all I care about.

Every moan and whimper that escapes the two of us, every gasp and groan, every twitch of his cock deep inside me as I sink down and let him fill me until my core is throbbing; it’s all perfect.

His hands settle on my hips, then my waist, then they rise to my ribs and trace the scars there that he helped heal. I kiss him deeply, working my hips back and forth while pressing one hand over his heart and soaking up the deep thrum of each pound.

I love him.

I love this.

Never in my life did I think I would be this lucky. Who would ever be brave enough to try and take the Queen on a date? No one I would ever trust. My walls were built so high and so firm that I was resigned to a life alone.

Until Diego.

Faster and faster my hips work over his cock, drawing him deep every single time and clenching on every rise up as if even my own body didn’t want to let him go. We exchange soft yet frantic kisses, barely giving one another time to breathe in between. He caresses my body, gently gropes my breasts and rolls my nipples, caresses the side of my neck and my hair until my entire body is aflame from his touch and hungry for more.