If he'd been gentler, she might have done it, but Diego knew how to push her buttons. Or, he was learning how to very quickly. When it came to pleasing her, he'd become an expert, and the way he was punishing her mouthy behavior with all that sweet pounding was exactly what she wanted.

Her hand moved around to his side, holding on there as she lifted up and met him again, head falling back a bit before she made sure she could see those dark eyes watching her. The intensity in his gaze always felt like the edge of danger, and she could see the potential for it simmering there- but she also knew without a shadow of a doubt that it would never be directed at her. For her, definitely. But never at her. "A, B, fuck me." It was panted out, and she followed it by lifting her head to crash her lips into his. She loved the way he tasted.