Before I realize what’s happening, he spins me around, and my back hits the wall beside the door of the darkened room. The only light comes from the window toward the back of the room.
His lips crash to mine in what feels like a battle of wills. This is the first transport where Colt has been gone for more than a day. I guess absence does make the heart grow fonder for bikers because he rushed in here like a man on fire.
He is on fire, I think to myself.
On fire for me.
No words are shared between us. There is nothing to say that can overpower the depth of emotions shared between us. Hot need, desire, and deep-rooted love rush through me after far too much chaos in the last year. I’m finding myself, and I’m finding the new me is bolder and stronger than the old one.
I also know Diem Banner is absolutely okay with losing everything to gain this new life. A life filled with love and trust built on real truths.
Since getting out of the hospital, I had to go through some therapy because Thomas Reigns nicked my voice box when he cut my throat. Before I could retrain my voice, I had to let my artery heal; it was literally stitched back and held together by threads for a time. Having nothing but time in hospitals, and the resources that Colt laid at my feet through the Hellions motorcycle club, I was able to learn my real father is Luke Banner. After everything I learned about Thomas Reigns and enduring the things he did to me, I changed my name to the name I was born with, Diem Banner.
Luke, my actual father, is currently serving a life sentence for the murder of three men. Colt and the Hellions are looking into the case, since my fatherLuke has said that it was all a set up, but he hasn’t had the resources to prove it. He’s a handsome man who still has a picture of my mother hanging above his bunk in his cell. From the times we have talked, he has told me so much about himself and her, I finally feel connected like I have roots in a way I didn’t even know I was missing until finding out the truth.
Luke Banner was head of security for Reigns Enterprises. That’s how Tianna met Adrianne. The two were fast friends, and Tianna ended up being housekeeper, secretary, and personal assistant to Adrianne Reigns. Even though times have changed, my father being white and my mother being African American, they didn’t have friends that were as accepting of their relationship as the Reigns.
Only, it wasn’t acceptance; Luke sees it now. Thomas Reigns saw an opportunity for manipulation, and he took it.
I’m still getting to know Luke, visiting in prison isn’t easy, but I’m determined to get him out one day. All of this has finally given me the direction I need in my life, and I’m working on a degree in criminal justice. Since there was nothing left to inherit from the Reigns, I work at the Salty Dog with Dia, who is becoming a close friend. The money isn’t much, but now I have to pay for school so every little bit helps.
Luckily for me, Colt is more than happy to let me live with him, and he won’t let me pay for anything, so I’m able to keep pushing forward without sorting out a living situation. Trying to sort finances when everything has been handed to me for my life, it has been a hard adjustment.
I have to admit even in all the stress and chaos, it’s nice to crawl in bed with him night after night. Whether we make love or we just talk until sleep overtakes us, I have truly found home.
And home is with the biker kissing me senseless right now.
This is real, and it’s all mine and Colt’s.
I open when he presses his tongue to my lips, and his body pushes me into the unmoving wall. Then I feel the tug as he moves my hair off my shoulder. His lips pull from mine, allowing us both to come up for air. That’s when his head drops to my neck, and he sucks.
Hard.
“Fucking missed you, Diem,” he mutters before sucking on my neck again.
“Right here, waiting.”
“You miss me?”
“Yes,” I say in a whimper moan.
“Touching you, kissing you, feeling you … It’s been too long.” His words come out in pants.
I almost laugh because it’s only been two days. I sense his desire, and it fuels my own. With carnal need taking over, I tug at his belt buckle.
He growls before his tongue traces up my neck and teases behind my ear.
Pushing him away, he backs up as I yank my shirt over my head.
He fiercely moves toward me again and tugs my breasts free from the cups of my bra. The air is cool but not cold. My nipples protrude, showing my desire. He drops his head to my breasts and traces his tongue over my nipple before he sucks. I grip his head, holding him to me as my body climbs higher and higher.
I need to have him inside me.
Reaching out, I unbutton and unzip his pants that his thick length is tenting. “Please,” I beg.
He doesn’t speak. I’ve learned Colton isn’t much on conversation, especially if we could be having sex instead. He reaches out and pulls my black stretchy pants down, taking my panties with them. Dropping to his knees in front of me, he takes them all the way off, his nose hitting my sex, inhaling as my hips rock seeking his attention. His tongue flicks out, teasing the lips of my pussy. I moan as my excitement builds.
He spreads my legs, massaging my thighs, and raises my left leg over his shoulder to expose more of me to him. His onslaught to my pussy is frenzied like a man starved, and I’m the meal he’s devouring. I feel my knees give out as my insides quiver. I shamelessly rock into him, fucking his face.
He slides his thumb inside my core while laying his first finger between my ass cheeks and covering my anus, giving me more sensations as he licks my clit.
He sucks as he twirls his thumb in a circle inside me, and I swear I lose all ability to see, think, smell, or hear as the orgasm rolls through me.
“Colton!” I cry out, feeling overwhelmingly alive.
This is the thing I’ve learned to hold close … the feeling of really living. And living this life with Colton Vaughn.
Boldly we live this life together, from now and forever.