“The only rule he had was not to touch you, so…”
“So I was the shiny forbidden toy that made you want it even more?” I mock.
“If you mean the smart-mouthed, sassy pain in the ass, then yes.” He wraps an around my waist and hoists me up higher until I feel his erection between my legs. “You gonna be my girl, or do I need to get a plane to spell it out in the sky?”
I arch a brow, confused.
“You’re not as subtle as you think you are, Rowan Bishop. I knew exactly where this conversation was going, and if you need to throw a bunch of questions at me to make sure I’m ready to be in a relationship with you, then go ahead because I’ve been waiting years for this. I’m not gonna be the dumbass who lets the girl of his dreams slip through his fingers.”
My breathing quickens at his unexpected confession, but it’s one I’ll replay in my head over and over again. Adam Hayes officially has my heart.
“Okay,” I whisper, then bite my lip. For whatever reason, my nerves are shot, and I can feel my cheeks heating.
“Okay what?”
“You’re gonna make me say it, aren’t you?”
The smirk on his face tells me his answer.
“I’m gonna need to hear you say it just so there’s nothing lost in translation,” he states, clearly loving how nervous I am. I rock my hips against him, and he groans. “Better stop that.”
“Or what?”
“Or you better be prepared to finish what you start, sweetheart.”
My eyes lower down his sculpted body. He’s large, and I feel small next to him. Everything on him screams man—his large hands, long legs, and toned arms.
“You’re the one who pulled me onto your lap,” I remind him.
I screech when he shoots off the couch and lays me down on my back, then towers over me. “Answer my question, Row. Are you mine?”
Licking my lips, I nod. “Yes, I’m yours.”
He grins, shaking his head in disbelief. “About goddamn time.”
Diesel crashes his mouth to mine, sliding his hand up and around my neck. My legs wrap around his waist, wanting him against me. I grind against his obvious erection, which causes him to growl against my lips. “Fuck, don’t do that. I only have so much willpower when it comes to you.”
“I said I wanted to go slow, not that we had to withhold from everything,” I reiterate, grabbing his hand and placing it on my breast.
Without another word, he leans back, then lifts up my shirt until it flies off. He presses kisses on my chest and wraps a hand around my back to unclasp my bra. I flash him a suspicious look. “Did you just undo my bra with one hand?”
He shrugs, undoing my bra and flinging it off. “I’m good with my hands, baby.”
I roll my eyes and laugh. “I’m sure you are.”
He cups my breast and wraps his lips around one of my nipples. My eyes close at how good it feels. His hot mouth and his eager tongue have my entire body on fire.
“Adam,” I cry out, arching my back to give him more of me.
“Jesus fuck,” he hisses. “I love hearing you moan my name.”
He moves his mouth to my other breast, giving it the same amount of attention. I’m smacking myself in the face for telling him we needed to go slow because right now, I’m craving more of him.
Diesel has wedged himself into my head and heart so quickly that if I’m not careful, I’m gonna get whiplash. All of my assumptions about him hit me in the gut because I was so damn wrong.
“I’m sorry,” I tell him softly, and he lifts his eyes up to mine. “I never should’ve treated you the way I did growing up.”
He brings his finger up to my face, brushing back the strands of hair that fell from my ponytail. “Don’t be. It’s a part of our story.”
“I don’t deserve you.”
“I’ve told myself that for so long, and I started to believe it, but you know what? It didn’t stop me from going after what I wanted anyway. And now look?”
“Your persistence paid off,” I say, chuckling at his honesty.
“Damn straight.” He smirks, bringing his mouth back to mine. “You have the sexiest tits, by the way.”
I snort, blushing. “Wow. There’s that romantic side of you.”
“I’m romantic as fuck! Just wait until I can take you out on real dates.”
“Oh, really? What would a real date with Diesel be like?” I taunt as my fingers play with his belt buckle. The damn thing must come with a combination because it’s impossible to undo with one hand.
“You will find out very soon, sweet Rowan. Now get your hands away from my dick before I throw your rule out the goddamn window and fuck you against my couch.”