Triple Diamonds (Mystic Nights #2)(19)

Jewel once again did as she was told. She was enjoying the way he commanded her to do things, taking the lead. No one had done that with her before. And this man new what he was doing.

He began to move again, and she began to glide along his shaft. Meeting him thrust for thrust. “Reach down with one hand. Play with yourself. Don’t worry, I got you,” he told her as his hands clenched her hips harder to support her. His fingers were painful, but it felt good too. He owned her. And she liked that feeling. His possession.

With one finger she parted her folds, until she felt her engorged clit. She circled it softly wanting it too last. She felt so full of cock. And she knew she was lost again. Joseph pumped inside of her, back and forth, as she rocked against him, her breasts slapping against her rib cage. And she could see him watching through squinted eyes in the mirror beside them. But they were open too.

“Fuck, baby, I’m gonna come. Are you close?” he asked. At her nod, he picked up the pace.

She watched the muscles of his arms ripple in the mirror as he held her weight easily. She saw the cords in his neck tighten. She felt her orgasm building, and rubbed furiously at herself to time her release with his.

“Grr,” he groaned. His passionate moan helped her to go over the edge with him and she began to feel the coils of pleasure licking away at her. The spasms in her cunt spiraled out, and the walls of her * clenched so hard, she squeezed him out, but he forced his way back in, and then stilled as he shot his load into her tight sheath.

The sight of this man, f*cking her from behind, made her orgasm go on and on even though she had stopped fingering her clit after the first wave hit her. She felt liquid seep out of her, around his cock, as he grew softer. It had been like a rod of steel had been plunging deeply inside of her with those first few strokes. And he hadn’t ripped her apart. They had fit. Remarkably.

It had been incredible. Mind blowing. Joseph thought to himself. Normally, he would have asked the girl to leave then. Given her a kiss as he handed her dress to her. But instead, he rolled her over and crawled onto the bed beside her.

He pulled her into him. He stroked her arm and listened to her erratic breathing. “Give me a minute, baby. I want to do that again.” And he did.





Chapter 6




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When Joseph woke up the next morning, he rolled over reaching out for the warm body that lie beside him. Jewel had pleased him very much last night. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d enjoyed himself so much with one partner.

But to his dismay, he found the other side of the bed empty. He opened one eye and glanced across the expanse of the room. Nothing. He listened. No sound from the shower either. Looking over the side of the bed, he found her clothes missing. She was gone. How had that happened? He hadn’t felt the bed shift, or heard her dress and leave and he was usually such a light sleeper. Well, didn’t that beat all hell? A girl leaving his bed without him having to initiate it. It was definitely a first for him.

He’d never had a woman give him the slip before. That was usually because he’d ushered them out the night before with cab fare. He wasn’t a complete ass when it came to those types of things. And they also knew before coming up that it was just for the one night. He hadn’t been involved in a long term relationship since his college days. Still baffled by the turn of events, he lie still for a moment contemplating his own reaction in finding the girl gone. He was disappointed. But why? That was the question.

He took a breath and turned towards the window. It was full bright out. Normally, he rose earlier and got a jump start on the day. He enjoyed a run, or the gym first thing in the morning, but he had quite the work out last night. It was rare to find him still in bed even at this early hour. He checked the bedside clock. It was nearly eight in the morning. He had definitely slept in.

Enjoying the sun streaming in through the windows for a moment longer, he contemplated what to do. It was still early and it looked like a beautiful day. So instead of the gym for his cardio and workout regimen, he decided to run. It was still cool in the morning, a nice chill was in the air, and soon that would depart as spring was just around the corner. Running would help clear his head, and put Miss Diamante’s disappearance into perspective.

Getting up completely naked, he crossed the room and walked into his bathroom. It was a decent size for this suite, but nothing like the one he had at home. He’d purchased a home last year, next door to his brother’s house. As soon as his brother told him the property adjacent to his was on the market, he knew he wanted it. It sat along the Mystic River, in a great location with a beautiful view. Unfortunately, he didn’t get to spend a lot of time there. But it was his retreat when he got to leave the hotel and wasn’t working or volunteering on the reservation. And it looked like his free time was going to become even more stretched thin, now that he was throwing his hat in the ring for the empty tribal council position which he needed to do today.

He made the shower a quick one. Wrapping a towel low on his hips after quickly drying off, he went into his room and opened the chest of drawers. Finding what he was looking for, he let the towel drop and donned a pair of running pants and a long sleeved t-shirt. From the small refrigerator in the kitchen nook area, he grabbed a bottle of water, and hit the hall, doing his stretches in the elevator. He hated wasting time. He waved to a few early birds in the lobby, and then once outside began to run. Slow at first until his muscles warmed up. It was a glorious day in Lantern Hill. Spring had most assuredly sprung.