His Secret Sin, page 7
They made it to his car, and she quickly strapped in without taking her time.
Diego drove fast, and she realized she didn’t know all that much about him. For a man who owned a club, something really important had come up.
When he came to a stop outside of her apartment, she jerked forward in her seat from the force.
Diego was already out of the car and opening her door.
It’s fine. Everything is fine.
“You’d tell me if it was anything serious, wouldn’t you?”
“Yes, of course. It’s nothing.”
“Are you sure?” She hated to pry, especially when he didn’t want to tell her anything.
“It’s nothing.”
They went to her elevator, and she stayed tense at his side, wishing to be at home. He took the key from her, opening her door. He nudged her into her apartment, cupped her face, and kissed her hard.
“I would rather finish our bet than do this.”
She held his arms. “It’s fine. Honestly, it’s fine.”
“I’ll be back as soon as I’m done.”
Another kiss and then he was gone.
She went to the door, flicking the lock into place. The scent of his cologne still hung heavy in the air.
Reaching out for the door, she counted the steps as she took them toward her sitting room. Collapsing onto her sofa, she flung her head back, running a hand down her face.
Diego confused her.
Right now, she knew she should ask him more about his life and what he did, but at the same time, when she was with him, she felt so safe, so protected.
She’d given him her virginity.
“Get a grip, Belle. You’re fine. This is fine.”
She was just worrying for no reason at all. Her cell phone buzzed, alerting her to her father calling.
She instructed it to accept the call. “Hey, Dad,” she said.
“Sweetheart. It has been too long since I heard from you.”
She chuckled. “It has been a couple of days. Not that long.”
“I miss you. Can I convince you to come home?”
“Not yet. Nothing bad has happened. I’m happy.”
“You’re still working in that restaurant?”
“Yes, and tutoring. Don’t forget that.” She loved teaching kids the piano. Hearing them improve and their true talent was precious to her.
“I don’t like you working in a restaurant.”
“Well, I don’t like you eating lots of steak, but you still do it.”
“Steak won’t kill me,” he said.
“Lots of steak will. I’m perfectly safe.”
“I don’t like it. I’m actually thinking of coming out for a visit soon.”
“Has Melanie said something?” she asked.
She had confided to Melanie she’d met someone. She hadn’t told her friend who it was because she was still a little pissed at her friend. Not once but twice now Melanie had left her. If it wasn’t for Diego, she could have really hurt herself, but then, without Melanie, she wouldn’t have met Diego.
No, she couldn’t justify Melanie’s abandonment.
“Why? What should she have told me?”
“Nothing. Nothing at all.”
“Belle, you know I can see through your lies, right? You answer too quickly and your voice goes really high-pitched.”
She groaned. “Okay, I may have met someone.”
“Someone?”
“A guy? He owns a club. One Melanie abandoned me in.” There, her father could focus on that.
“Hold on, abandoned? Met a guy? What the hell is going on?”
“It’s nothing. You don’t have to worry. I’ve got to go.”
“Belle, if you hang up this phone, I will be there tomorrow morning and you will not be able to run away, remember that.”
Taking a deep breath, she ran a hand down her face. “Okay, okay, fine.” She told him everything. Her father was overprotective, and she loved that about him. Only, she didn’t want her dad turning up.
This thing with Diego, it was new, so very new. A week kind of new. Meeting parents was strictly for stable relationships where people knew what was going to happen in the future. She didn’t even know if she and Diego would last the month. He was her first boyfriend, and she didn’t know what the whole protocol was.
There was silence across the line when she finished explaining all that had happened since she last talked to her dad. She did leave out the important detail of sleeping with Diego on his office desk. He really didn’t need to know that.
“I’m going to want to meet this guy,” he said.
“Dad, it’s fine. Please, don’t do the whole scary dad routine. I like this guy.”
“And if he likes you, he’ll deal with me.”
“I don’t even know how serious this is. Could you at least give me a little time to figure out everything else?” she asked.
There was a short pause across the line before he agreed.
At least she had time to work out what it was they were doing with each other.
Chapter Five
A few days later, holding a bundle of roses, Diego made his way to Belle’s apartment. His father had turned up at his apartment, demanding his presence at a business meeting. It was all the capos from different cities, and the head of the cartel. They wanted to start a new business venture, one that could help both of them with their drug trade. The cartel leader needed unlimited access through major cities, and well, he also needed the trade of guns.
The Boss had a week to think about it, and tomorrow night they would make their first deal with the cartel.
They had a mutual enemy in the Russians, and as they were now moving in on their turf, trying to sell them out of drugs, it was time to act quickly. With their connections to the cartel, it made them stronger, and in doing that, it made the Russians weaker. But this was only one part of his problem.
The other was Angelo.
He wanted the capo role, which meant he wanted Diego out. The only way to take a capo out was by death or proving they were working against The Boss. Seeing as Diego was neither working against The Boss, nor on his deathbed, Angelo was trying to find a way to take him out. Hiring a contract killer would be the easiest option, but it would easily be traced back to Angelo.
Diego also didn’t know if Angelo had reached out to any of his men, and who he’d turned against him with the promise of more money and power, the two commodities that seemed to test a man’s loyalty.
He was pissed, exceedingly pissed.
Not to mention he had to also keep his association with Belle a secret. No one could know.
Then, of course, he had to also keep up appearances with Charlotte Durante, his fiancée.
It helped that Charlotte didn’t seem interested in him either. Time was ticking for him to marry her, but he couldn’t find any enthusiasm to claim her since meeting Belle. The only woman who was on his mind, who he wanted, was on the other side of the door.
Knocking on the door, he waited.
The roses were to make him feel better. She deserved so much more than roses. He was a fucking pig.
Belle deserved someone she could love and trust. Not him.
She had no idea he was getting married, or that he was the mafia. She thought he owned a club and was a simple man.
There was nothing simple about his life.
His life was fucking dangerous.
“Who is it?” Belle asked.
He’d already talked to Richard. It seemed the guy with the agenda was the only man he could trust to put a guy to keep her safe. If Angelo ever found out about her, he’d kill her. He couldn’t have that.
She didn’t fit into his world, but he was determined to make it work.
“It’s me, baby, open up.”
He heard the lock click open, and she was at the door, a huge smile on her face. She reached out, touching his chest, and then flung herself into his arms, holding him tightly.
“I missed you.”
This was not the welcome he hoped to receive. He’d left her, and she should be pissed at him.
She doesn’t know the truth.
“Come on. I missed you. I just ordered pizza. It should be here any minute.” She pulled him into her apartment, and he followed her, closing the door and flicking the lock into place. Her safety meant a great deal to him.
“I’m sorry I didn’t call.”
“Don’t worry about it. I’ve missed you.”
He watched her put her headphones away. She listened to a lot of audio books. She walked back toward him, and he noticed her counting, her lips moving just slightly.
She pushed him down on the sofa, and suddenly, she straddled him. It wasn’t very smooth as she kneed him in the thigh, but he put her right and ran his hands up her thighs, moving around to her ass.
“Now this is a welcome I didn’t expect.”
She cupped the back of his head and took his lips in a hard kiss. “I missed you.”
“You’re not pissed at me?” he asked.
“Why would I be pissed at you? You’ve got things to do, and I can take care of myself. Don’t become one of those guys that think I need you every single minute of every single day.”
“Ouch, baby, that hurt,” he said.
She giggled. “I know you’re a busy guy. Is everything okay at the club?”
She thought whatever was wrong with him had to do with the club. He was a fucking asshole.
“Yes, everything is fine,” he said, the lie falling easily from his lips.
“Good. I was worried about you.”
“Next time, I’ll call.” He gripped her ass as she kissed him again. She bit down on his lip, and he groaned. His cock hardened, wanting inside her again.
Breaking from the kiss, he trailed his lips down her neck, sucking on the pulse. Her tits thrust out, and he quickly worked the oversized shirt over her head, throwing it to the floor. Her tits were covered by a plain white lace bra, and her dark nipples stood out in complete contrast against the fabric.
He fingered the strap as he took one of those nipples into his mouth, sucking hard on the bud.
She gasped, his name falling from her lips on a cry. He loved hearing her say his name, in any way she could. Most often it was filled with pleasure, and it drove him crazy. He’d never been addicted to anything in his life, but within a matter of days, he’d found his addiction in her, and he couldn’t let her go.
Even when he knew he was bad for her. She deserved better, but he couldn’t let her go. She was his reward for all the fucked-up shit he had to do.
Sinking his fingers into her hair, he tugged on the length, tilting her head back and arching those gorgeous tits toward his face. He licked them through the fabric, moving to the other breast to do the same.
Flicking the catch open, he pulled down her bra so he could get a good view of those babies. They were fucking amazing. So full. So perfect. They belonged to him.
Sliding his tongue across a nipple, he licked between the valley, going back to the other one.
Letting go of her hair, he ordered her to stay still. Pressing the tits together, he marveled at them before sucking and nipping at the flesh. He could gladly spend all day playing with her tits, but he needed inside her.
He helped her to her feet, and this time, he was the one to kneel before her. He helped her out of the jeans, putting her back to her feet and spreading her legs. He lifted her feet up, placing them on the edge of the sofa and spreading her legs wide. The lips of her pussy had already opened, and as he touched her, he slid a finger deep inside her to the knuckle, watching her take all of him. He added a second finger, pumping in deep.
She panted his name again.
He smiled. What better way to spend his day than with a woman crying out for him?
“You want my cock, baby?”
“Yes.”
Removing his fingers from her pussy, he pressed his face between her thighs, licking at her clit. She tasted so fucking good. He’d been hungry for this cunt, wanting it for days, but holding himself back because he knew he couldn’t have her.
Not yet, anyway.
She pressed up against his face, rocking her body for him. Gripping her hips, he held her in place as he licked and sucked at her pussy, drawing her closer to orgasm. He wanted her to come hard before he fucked her.
He wasn’t going to wear a condom either. She wasn’t on the pill, and he’d deal with all of that soon. For now, he just wanted to fuck her hard. To feel that heat wrapped around his length, and how wet she was.
Diego was used to getting what he wanted, and when it came to Belle, he wanted it all. Even as he thought about the other men in her life, and what she deserved, he couldn’t bring himself to let her go. There was no way in hell he’d ever let another man touch her. She was his and his alone.
He would make this work with her.
She’d stumbled into his life, and now he couldn’t give her back. He would do whatever it took to take her.
“I’m not going to last, Diego,” she said.
“Come for me. Let me hear how good I make it for you.”
She cried out, the sound echoing off the walls as she came hard.
He teased her clit, flicking his tongue repeatedly over her nub as she came.
The moment she started to come down from the peak, he pulled his cock from his pants and sat beside her, moving her to straddle his dick.
Holding himself at the base, he found her heat and lowered her onto his shaft, driving in deep and hearing her cry out.
With his hands on her hips, he controlled her motions, making her grind down on his length to take all of him. Every single inch was now inside her. He felt her pussy pulse with the ripples of her orgasm.
“I’ve missed you,” she said.
“Me too.” He had missed her. She was the first woman he’d ever thought about once he left her.
He moved one hand up to the back of her head, pulling her down for a kiss. Squeezing her ass with the other, he held perfectly still, feeling her body, hoping to memorize every single part of her for when he was away.
With Belle kissing him, he returned both of his hands to her hips and began to work her pussy over his length. He slid her up and down, slamming her the last inch or so. He swallowed all of her moans as he did this, wanting to keep them all to himself.
When it wasn’t enough, and he had to go deeper, he moved her so she was lying on the sofa. Lifting one of her legs up along the back of the sofa, he held her open and watched his cock slide in and out of her. His length was covered in her cream, the evidence of how turned on she was by this.
“Touch your tits, baby.”
She cupped those large beauties, and he pounded inside her, taking her harder as she grew wetter on his bare cock. Seeing her like this, all open and ready, he wanted to flood her with his cum, to make the final claiming of her.
He couldn’t do that.
Whatever they had, it couldn’t have children, at least not yet.
Staring at her, he wanted it fucking all. It was a feeling he’d never once experienced. This wasn’t supposed to happen like this. There was no woman out there for him.
Pounding her pussy, he watched her, needing her, desperate for her, hungry for her. He felt the first stirrings of his orgasm, and for a split second, he wanted nothing more than to say to hell to the consequences and flood her pussy with all of him.
Only, reality set in and he had no choice but to pull out and cover her stomach with his release. It was unsatisfying, but he knew he had to at least protect her this way. He could keep her safe for now, but a baby would require him to move her, or something else.
Collapsing over her, he heard her giggle.
“We’re going to need to shower.”
He wrapped his arms around her. “We’ll shower in a minute.”
“Are you okay, Diego?”
“Yeah, I’m fine.”
“You’d tell me if there was something wrong, right?”
“There’s nothing wrong. I won’t ever lie to you.” He kissed the side of her breast, hating he had already lied to her. What was the problem with several more lies?
****
“You know what I realize?” Belle asked, a few days later. They were in her apartment. Diego hadn’t taken her back to his, and she’d just finished her shift at the restaurant.
“No, what do you realize?”
“We rarely spend any time during the day together. I’m starting to think we’re vampires.” She did a little growl. She rested her chin on her hands, which were on his chest. It didn’t matter to her what time of the day or night it was.
She did know the difference though. She liked working at night, and during the day, she loved to explore, when Melanie was available to.
Her friend hadn’t exactly been around, and there currently wasn’t a dog for her. Soon, she hoped. If her dad found out how she felt, he’d be here within the day. This was the only thing she missed about home, the freedom to go out and not worry about being attacked. In a big city it was a risk, not to mention all the different sounds, smells, and that she wasn’t entirely acquainted with the big city. Melanie was supposed to help her but had proven to not be as good as her word.
“Do you want to go out more?” he asked.
“I don’t know.”
“You don’t have to hide from me.”
“Is it weird that I’d just really like to go for a walk?”
“It’s not weird.” He paused. “If I can arrange something, would you be willing to work with me?”
“This sounds a little mysterious.”
“My garden is rather big. It’s safe for you to go, but it’s a couple of hours from here.”
“You have a big house?”
“It’s private. No one knows about it. I’ve been renovating it for a couple of years. I purchased it at a good price. Daylight robbery in truth, but I’ve been wanting to check on things. I could take you with me. It’ll give you a chance to walk around.”
“I like that.” She kissed his chin, aiming for his lips. “You’re so good to me.” She stroked his chest. They had already made love twice and were currently waiting for Chinese to arrive. She stroked his chest. “How was work today?”
