Pasting her usual plastic expression onto her face, she decided to bring the impromptu evening to an end. Going into the living room, she stood by the couch. “Thanks again for bringing my car—”
“Do you mind if I finish this program? If I leave now, I’ll miss the end.” Rider glanced up from his show, hitting her with another puppy dog look. Diamond tried to stand strong, however Knox took a seat on the couch and then stretched out his long legs in front of him.
“No, I don’t mind,” Diamond found herself saying. She was about to sit down in the chair when she found herself gripped by the waist and hauled to sit between the men on the couch.
“You can see the television better from here,” Knox explained, not taking his eyes off the television.
At first, Diamond sat between the men uncomfortably, remembering that both had been in Knox’s bedroom the day the warrant was issued. When neither man made a move, she gradually relaxed to watch the show. After it ended, both men rose to their feet without any prompting from her.
“Thanks for dinner and the movie,” Rider said with a grin. Diamond smiled back at the friendly biker. He was definitely the flirt of the group and had learned to use his good looks to his advantage.
“You’re welcome, Rider. Thanks again for my car.”
“Anytime.” Rider went to the door, leaving with Knox following, but Knox paused as she came to the door. Expecting him to go out the door like Rider, she looked at him curiously.
As he shut the door and pulled her to him, Diamond immediately stiffened, trying to pull away, yet Knox put his hand on her ass and pulled her against his hard body.
“I’ve had my mouth on your pussy, but I haven’t had your mouth yet.” Knox then lowered his head before Diamond could object, covering her mouth with his. She tried to tear her lips away, but Knox’s hand buried in her hair, tilting her head to the side as he used the tip of his tongue to part her mouth. As he began thrusting into the warm recesses, gently exploring her mouth, her hands flattened on his chest as she stopped resisting.
His body turned, pressing her body against the door as his tongue raked against her own; the ball a reminder of how it felt against her clit. With that thought, Diamond tore her mouth away from his demanding lips.
“Knox, I’m not going to do this—”
He stepped back from her, staring down at her with a hardened face. “Why not? I know you want to fuck me just as much as I want to fuck you.” Diamond winced at his blunt words.
“Because I could lose my license for one, and for another, I’m not going to become another woman in your big bed.”
“Diamond I’m not going to affect your career because I didn’t kill Sam. My bed will have you in it, whether anyone else is in it is up to you.” Taking her by the arms, he set her away from the door before opening it.
“You jerk, I just told you we aren’t going to happen. I have no intention of getting involved with you.”
“Oh, you’re going to be plenty involved when I put my dick up that tight pussy and you’re begging for more.,” Knox answered as he went out the door.
“Jackass.” Diamond slammed the door behind him, furious at herself for letting down her guard enough to even let them in her apartment in the first place.
Knox was the type that, if you gave him an inch, he would take a mile. Because she had been temporally insane letting him give her an orgasm, he felt he was going to take anything else he wanted.
He was going to be disillusioned. She had dealt with arrogant bikers her whole life. She was going to put a stop to his plans before he cost her the career she had worked hard to achieve as well as, most importantly, the heart she had kept protected.
Chapter Eleven
Diamond came out of the courthouse, exhausted from having been in court since morning. Playing catch up after missing the last two days was going to have to wait. She was starving, having given away most of her dinner the night before and missing breakfast. She was more than ready for lunch. Crossing the street, she went to the diner, seeing she wasn’t the only one wanting lunch in the packed restaurant.
Her attention was caught by a hand waving. Winter was sitting at a large table with two other women. Not wanting to encourage a friendship, she looked around the restaurant, but they had the only empty seat available. Her grumbling stomach made the choice for her as her reluctant feet carried her to their table.
“Hi Diamond; want to join us?” Diamond winced at the use of her hated name, although she accepted her invitation. As she sat down at the table, Winter made the introductions.
“This is my friend, Beth Moore, and her sister, Lily.”