His secret sin, p.22
His Secret Sin, page 22
“Wait a minute. I want to hear Belle tell me her answer.”
“Of course she is going to accept. She has to accept.”
“Why do I have to?” Belle asked.
“Because, you two love each other. It’s so clear to anyone who sees you. Diego’s a mean asshole, but he looks like a big cuddly teddy bear around you. You must say yes.”
“Charlotte, get out.” He didn’t need his ex-fiancée to scare away his current one. He wanted this to work, and right now, Belle looked like she wanted to throw up. It wasn’t the idea he was going for.
“But?”
“Nope, get out,” he said.
“I could help.”
“You can help when I say you can. Get out. I’ve already gotten you something out of this. Please, leave.”
Charlotte didn’t put up another argument, turning on her heel and leaving him to talk with Belle.
“You want to get married to me?” Belle asked.
“I do. I want you to have my name. I know I lied when we met. I’m not just a nightclub owner. You don’t know how many times I wanted to tell you the truth, but I was afraid.”
“You’re admitting to me again you’re afraid.”
“I can’t lose you.”
“Diego,” she said, putting her hang to his cheek. “You will never lose me.”
“You’re going to marry me?”
“Yes. Of course.” Belle laughed. “I told you, I don’t share.”
He picked her up in his arms, slamming his lips down on hers. “I’m taking you to bed.”
“Diego?”
“Nope, I’m not listening to any other complaint right now. I’m taking you to bed, and I’m making love to you, then fucking you.”
He held her close as he walked out of the movie room.
Charlotte was waiting, and he shook his head. “Are you going to get her ready to go out? I want to take her shopping for dresses.”
“Rain check. I’ve got my woman for the day.”
“Diego, there’s not enough time.”
“There is always enough time.”
Without being stopped, he carried Belle to her rom.
“You know, everyone in the house could hear us.”
“Don’t care.”
“They all know you’ve brought me up here to have sex.”
“Again, don’t care.” He kicked his door closed, lowered Belle to the bed, and returned to flick the lock into place.
“You can tell me now, Belle. You can either stay with me, and I will make love to you for the rest of the day without any interruptions, or you can go with Charlotte. Spend the day with her, trying on dresses, knowing my dick wants to be inside you.”
“Now that is a tough one?”
“Really?”
She lifted the shirt she wore over her head, throwing it to the ground. “Come here.”
He removed his clothes as he stepped toward her. They were both naked, and he picked her up, dropping her to the bed. She spread her legs wide, and he moved between them. Claiming her lips, he plunged his tongue into her mouth, relishing her moan. Breaking from her mouth, he trailed his down to her neck, sucking on her pulse.
“You better start playing with that pussy,” he said.
He felt her hands move between her body and heard her as she teased through her wet slit. She was already aroused, and he loved the sound. Biting at her nipples, he flicked the buds with his tongue before sucking them into his mouth.
“I’m going to watch you nurse our child. I can’t wait to see you full.” He placed a hand on her stomach, hearing her gasp as he stroked her.
Staring down at her pussy, he watched her fingers move over her clit, slowly at first before moving down to plunge inside her. In and out she moved. Her arousal glistened on her fingers, and he wanted to taste her before filling her up with his cum.
She drew her fingers up to her clit, and as she pleasured herself, he attacked her clit with his tongue, hearing her gasp.
She was getting in his way, so he caught her wrist in his grip, keeping her in place as he licked and sucked at her pussy.
“Put your hands above your head. Don’t move them,” he said, spreading the lips of her pussy to get to her clit. She was already soaking wet, and as he licked her nub, the taste of her was incredible.
One touch and he couldn’t get enough. He didn’t want to stop. Sucking her swollen bud into his mouth, he pressed two fingers inside her, feeling her tighten around his fingers. It was perfect to feel her.
“I’m going to be inside you every single chance I get, baby,” he said, muttering the words against her clit.
“Yes, yes, please, Diego, I can’t take much more.”
He wasn’t in the mood to make her wait either. Flicking his tongue back and forth across her clit, he pumped his fingers into her cunt, feeling the first stirrings of her orgasm. He let her come. The sound of her pleasured cries filled the room, driving him wild for more. His cock ached, his balls feeling so full with all the cum he wanted to fill her with. To knock her up.
Pulling his fingers from her pussy, he moved back between her thighs, wrapping his slick digits around his cock. Placing the tip at the entrance of her pussy, he slid up to bump her clit, watching her gasp and wriggle. Each touch to her oversensitive clit had her begging him not to stop.
She was always so responsive. None of her reactions to him were ever fake, and he found it highly addictive. Drawing his cock down to her entrance, he watched her open up, taking him, inch by glorious inch. She was still as tight as she was the first time, but he loved it.
Sliding in deep always reminded him of taking her virginity, of claiming her as his. Knowing no other man would ever get the chance to be inside her. Diego had made her his all those weeks ago, and now, he finally knew she would be his.
His wife.
His woman.
The mother of his children.
She was the one for him.
Diego pulled out of her, seeing her release shining on his dick before he plunged in deep again, fucking her harder.
Belle wrapped her legs around his waist. The heels of her feet dug into his ass, pulling him in close.
“Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?” He put his hands either side of her head, kissing her neck, feeling her wriggle beneath him, thrusting up onto his cock.
“I want you, Diego.”
“You have me. All of me. You have me more than any other woman could ever have.” She had every single part of him, and he wouldn’t hide from her either. He wouldn’t tell her lies or cheat.
With Belle, he would be honest, and show her she was worth everything to him. This woman, without even realizing it, had given him a second chance, the best kind he could ever think of.
Pulling all the way out only to slide back inside her, he watched her, took his entire fill of her, and couldn’t get enough of all things that were Belle.
She was his life, his very reason for existing, and as he slammed in deep, he knew he’d made the right decision going to her private booth.
Plunging in deep, he filled her to the top, and as he came, he did so roaring her name. Wrapping his arms around her, he kissed her shoulder, neck, and basked in knowing she would soon be his, all of his.
****
“Isn’t taking the test a little pointless now?” Belle asked a week later.
Diego held the pregnancy test, which she refused to take. He’d tried to push it into her hand, but she wasn’t having any of it. The last thing she wanted to do was to take that test. It scared her. There would be so many changes.
The first one was her father had told her he was selling his home and moving closer to her. She could understand that. It was the home he’d shared with her mom, and well, being with Diego and finally experiencing love, she wanted the same for him. He’d made a full recovery, much to the surprise of the doctors. Belle didn’t doubt it though. Her father was a tough fighter, and he wouldn’t let anything keep him down, not even a bullet wound.
“It’s not pointless. We’re going to be married in a couple of days.”
“I know.” She still remembered the horrible dress fitting. The woman had picked out what felt like a hundred wedding dresses. Charlotte had loved them all, but Belle had to go on feel.
The moment she had on the right dress, she knew it would be perfect. For two days she had to do that, and she was tired of this wedding already. She’d asked Diego if they could just elope. She’d never been the kind of girl to sit around dreaming about her wedding day.
Diego let out a sigh. It wasn’t the first one he’d given her either. He seemed to be doing it a lot lately, and she wasn’t even trying to piss him off or annoy him. It seemed it came naturally to her right now.
“Something is bothering you,” he said.
“It’s nothing.”
“You can’t lie to me, baby. I know you. I know when something is bothering you, and it’s time you tell me.” He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her in close. Every time he did this, she felt safe, complete.
“I’m … what if I am pregnant?” she asked.
“Then we’ll take care of it.”
“Get rid of it?”
“Hell, no. What the fuck? You want to kill our child?”
“No, no, no.” She put her hands on his chest, not wanting him to let her go. “What if I’m a bad parent? I can’t see.” She pressed her lips together, suddenly overwhelmed with emotion. “There’s no miracle cure for me, Diego. I’m blind. What if it makes me a bad mother?”
“It’s not possible.”
“How can you know that?”
“Because I know you, and no matter what, you could never be bad at anything. Our child, our children, will be loved and protected with you around. You’re not a bad person.”
“You have so much faith in me.”
He cupped her face, staring into her eyes. “It’s not hard to do. This love I feel for you, it’s all for you. Not a moment goes by when I don’t think about you. Before I met you, Belle, I was nothing. I was a shell of a man with no direction, no passion, but you’ve come into my world and completely shattered who I am. You’ve made me care about you. That kind of love, it doesn’t go away easily.”
“You always know what to say.”
“If you’re pregnant, we’ll take care of it, meaning we’ll plan and we’ll prepare. You won’t be alone during this. I will be with you every single step of the way. There’s no way I’d let you push me aside for this.”
She rested her head against his chest. “How did I get so lucky?”
“Luck has nothing to do with this. We’ve got each other, and that’s what has been missing from our lives from the start. I love you, Belle Johnson, and regardless if this test comes out positive or negative, I’m going to always love you. Every single second of every single day of our lives.”
She couldn’t help but smile. “You’re very romantic.”
“You bring it out in me.” He kissed her lips. “Now, I’d really like to know if I’m going to be a baby daddy or not.”
“You could qualify as a sugar daddy. You are old enough.”
He grabbed her ass, making her moan.
“You know just what to say to push the right buttons. Come on.”
Diego was there as she peed on the stick. She didn’t want him to be, but he refused to leave the room. Every step of the way, he promised to be with her. She just didn’t realize exactly how close was close.
She washed her hands after placing the stick on some tissue. Diego handed her a towel. “What does it say?”
“Nothing yet. We’ve got to wait.”
“If we were pregnant, would you want a boy?”
“Belle, I’d want a healthy child. That’s all I care about.”
“I heard Richard talking to you the other day, and how important male heirs are to you.”
“Belle, I don’t give a fuck what kind of child we have, just so long as we have one that is perfect.”
“What if it has … problems?”
“I don’t care.”
“Deafness and blindness?”
He pulled her into his arms. “You are determined to make a big deal out of this when there really doesn’t need to be one.”
“I’m just thinking ahead to our future and our baby’s future.”
“Our future is fine, Belle. I just want us to have a family. We’ll take care of the rest.”
She heard the alarm beep. “That’s our time.” She squeezed Diego’s hands, terrified and thrilled all at the same time. “Tell me. Tell me please.”
His lips brushed across her cheek. “We’re going to have a baby.”
Belle didn’t know how she would take the news. She was worried she’d freak out over the smallest detail, but hearing that the pregnancy test had confirmed she was pregnant, she couldn’t be sad about that.
“We’re going to have a baby?”
“Yes.” He lifted her up, spinning her around.
“We need to get married soon. I don’t want us to have a huge belly in the pictures or for our child to think the only reason we got married is because of my being pregnant.”
“They will never think that.”
“We’re pregnant, Diego.”
“I know, and I’ve got the perfect way to celebrate.” He started to move, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, holding onto him.
“You’re so strong.”
“I could carry you everywhere.”
“I wonder if you’ll still feel that way when I’m the size of a tank.”
“I may just need a little help, but I’ll always find a way to carry you.” He lowered her onto the bed, and she gasped as he kissed her neck, moving her back against the bed. He climbed between her thighs. His hands gripped her legs and moved them open, making room for him.
He didn’t let her go though. He slid his hands up her legs to cup her pussy. The skirt she wore rode up as he moved aside her panties, and she cried out the instant he touched her.
“Diego?”
“I know, baby, I know. I can feel it too.” He plunged two fingers inside her before slowly circling her clit.
She sank her teeth into her lip, not wanting him to stop. “Please.”
“Thank you so much for everything you’ve given me, Belle.”
“I’ve not given you anything,” she said, trying to think, but his fingers were making it impossible for her to even make out the words that were coming out of his mouth. Why was he even talking? Nothing made sense, but his touch on her pussy was … oh, my.
“I fell in love with you against all the odds. I love you more than anything in this life, and I know it’s because of you. I know it’s all down to how you’ve made me feel, and I fucking love you for it. Not a moment goes by when I’m not thinking about you. When I don’t love you. I’m never going to allow you to forget what I feel for you.”
“Diego, please. I love you too, so much it scares me at times. Now is not the time to try to analyze our feelings. Please, I need you to keep moving your fingers.”
His chuckle was deep, and she gasped as his fingers were suddenly inside her, stroking in and out, fucking her, taking her, and she wanted him, wanting it all, and didn’t want him to stop. Not even for a single moment.
He brought her close to the edge, working her body like only he could, drawing out the pleasure. She didn’t know how much more she could take before he finally allowed her to hurtle into an orgasm that had her panting and gasping for more. He knew what he was doing, and just what buttons to press to make her scream.
Diego didn’t give her the chance to come down from her release as he found his way inside, plunging to the hilt.
“I will never get enough of you. I will never get enough of this. You are fucking incredible, Belle.”
He pulled out and slammed back inside, his hands locking with hers as he deepened the kiss. There was no way she could ever doubt his feelings for her. They were everything and absolute, and perfect, just like the two of them. He melted her heart and threw her into a whole new world of pleasure, one she couldn’t deny she wanted.
“I love you. I love you so much.”
He claimed her lips as he took her. His strokes were deep and hard, but she sensed him holding back.
“You won’t hurt me,” she said.
“I know. I have no intention of ever hurting you.”
He kissed her harder, and his thrusts started to lose control, stroking to the hilt, touching a part of her that had her moaning his name and arching up, not wanting him to stop.
Over and over he stroked that spot, and as she came, Diego followed her, swallowing her cries as he filled her with his cum. Not once did he let her go. He surrounded her, and there was no doubt in her mind, she was safe with him.
Loved and protected.
Exactly what she always wanted.
Chapter Eighteen
“I could hide you,” James said.
Belle smiled. “I don’t want to run and hide.”
It was her wedding day. She was in her room with James and Charlotte. The two people she was close to, not as close as she was with Diego, but he couldn’t be here. He couldn’t see her.
“You look so beautiful. The most amazing bride in the world,” Charlotte said.
“Yes, and she would still look the most beautiful bride if I ran off with her,” her father said.
Charlotte chuckled. “It would make you Diego’s enemy.”
“He’s my enemy.”
“Dad, you like him. Stop trying to pretend that you don’t.”
“I need to go and grab a couple of roses from the spares. I’ll be back,” Charlotte said, kissing her cheek.
The door closed, and she heard her father laughing.
“What?”
“Only you’d be the kind of person to befriend the ex.”
“Charlotte wasn’t really his ex. They were being forced into this.”
“And you’re not?”
She and Diego had told her father that she was pregnant. There were a few times leading up to this day that she wasn’t entirely sure if he was happy with the news or not.
“No, Dad, I’m not being forced.” She placed a hand on her stomach. “I’m marrying Diego Leoni because I love him. You always told me that once I found the one that no matter what, I would know the truth. I would know what true love feels like, and I know it does when I’m with him. It’s exactly how you describe your time with Mom. How the two of you met. All of it.”
