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He could say the same about how Jessica smelled, if they were having that discussion. There wasn't much conversation after she gave the driver the location for the pita pickup. Diego looked around the electric vehicle, never having been inside of one before. He was sound asleep by the time they stopped for the food.

In fact, he didn't wake up until feeling himself getting pulled out of the car. "Stop, stop, stop." The words were mumbled then followed by a yawn. "I can walk," Diego uttered in a sleep filled voice. He let out a disgusted noise, grabbing the collar of the shirt he wore to wipe the drool at the corner of his mouth. To say he was sleeping hard was an understatement.

The ride-share was a comfortable ride through the city with a nice scent and soft jazz playing, a nice turn for Diego after not being able to get into the car. It also helped that the driver wasn't chatty. Number Two would've been impressed if he was more alert.

"I thought you were getting food?" he asked without focusing on Jessica after she set him down.

"I did," she answered, lifting the bag with her hand after setting him down. He was drooling, just a little, and she had to keep the chuckle firmly to herself so he didn't think she was laughing at him. She wasn't. Not really...

The Tesla took off behind her, and it was just her and Diego on the sidewalk in front of her building, Jessica willing to give him enough time to wake up enough to pull himself together. "I got you a pita. So let's get inside and eat so I can tuck you in, mm?"

It bothered her that she hadn't gotten him to leave sooner. The fact he'd fallen asleep so quickly and so soundly told her that he'd worked himself to his limit.

"I need a shower to get this paint off. Then bed," he grumbled while rubbing his eyes and walking into the apartment building. "Mmm, is that the Olympian?" His favorite gyro so far. Chicken shawarma and lamb gyro with feta, onions, tomatoes, lettuce and tzatziki sauce on a fresh baked pita. His stomach growled with approval.

Diego held the door open for Jessica, following close behind when she walked in. "Are we splitting it or did you get something for yourself?"

He mashed the elevator call button then started to pick off some of the paint on his hands, with his eyes looking between the task and Jessica.

"Depends on how hungry you are. You think you can eat a whole one?" He'd been so tired, and it gnawed at her that she'd let him get so far down that hole without dragging him out. She slid her hand over his, stopping him from picking at the paint. "If you're too tired for a shower, we can just crash and clean up tomorrow. If you're not still absolutely wrecked then. If you are..."

There was a look. A look that spoke of what she was willing to do to ensure that he actually got a full block of rest. "We'll just talk about that later." No, they would not. She'd just sit on him.

His eyes peered up as she put her hand over his. "I'll be fine. Not going to bed with paint and whatever else might be on me from working today." For the past 3 days. Granted, Diego did keep a wash cloth and cleaned up a little on a daily basis but there was no way he'd get in bed without a shower.

"This elevator takes forever. Crazy how the one in the factory is older, but runs better." Thanks to some improvements made by Rand Enterprises. Then again, the factory elevator was originally built to carry a lot more than the small residential lift. "The one at home," he quickly corrected.

As if to spite Diego, the elevator dinged and the doors opened to their floor. He was happy nobody interrupted their trek to the apartment. Jessica called it when she said being sleep deprived made him grumpy. It would be the absolute worst time for Vido or anyone to drop in on them.

"Eat, shower, bed?" he asked while pulling the chain from around his neck to unlock the door.

She let him grump, struggling not to smile, but she had to keep behind him as he walked, otherwise the gig would be up. She barely suppressed a chuckle at the tone, watching him shuffle a bit less elegantly than his usual stride. She loved watching him walk, not only because she had a great appreciation for his ass. There was a reason she kept thinking of him as a big black jaguar or jungle cat. He moved like one. All slink and grace and fluid motion.

Unless he was tired. Then he was a little panda bear that grumped at her and she wanted to cuddle him. She came up behind him when he got the door unlocked, an arm sliding around his middle. "Eat, shower, bed. Here, you get started on the food and I'll warm up the shower for you."

She held the bag up for him, thinking about plans to keep him in bed in case he got another case of the 'need to fix this right now' in his brain.

Her touch had the ability to stop him dead in his tracks, and not just because of her strength. Being his soulmate gave her the uncanny ability to soothe him almost instantly. And her touch could also invigorate him better than any energy drink or espresso. Diego could also feel Jessica without her being present. They were getting the hang of their connection, similar to how he learned his powers.

Yet it wasn't an exact science. She missed the signs of him overdoing it just as Diego had not picked up on her being hurt until Jessica called him. Each could sense something being off but hadn't pinned down exactly what. "Then you warm up the bed, naked." His voice was husky which could be a factor of how tired he was but also a nod to what she'd told him back in the factory.

He took the bag of food and headed to the small table in the kitchen. Tired eyes still held a glint of mischief as he looked over his shoulder to Jessica before taking a seat and starting in on his pita.

"That's a request, huh?" She shut the door and locked it, then shrugged out of her jacket. "Should I just guarantee your submission to my demands by doing everything naked? Because I'm not above playing dirty."

The boots got kicked off as he watched her, then her shirt was pulled off over her head. She saw that smile, heard that huskiness, and her body couldn't help but react to it. Diego just flat out did it for her, more than anyone she'd ever met, and it would never cease to amaze her how every little thing could have her body turning into a gooey mess for him.

Her arms reached behind her to undo the bra, which she dropped, before she shimmied out of her jeans and underwear. "Eat, Diego. The food. I'm going to go make sure the water's nice and... hot."

Flirty wasn't something she would usually be accused of being, but with him, she gave him a wicked smile over her shoulder before she walked off to the bathroom, putting an extra swing in her hips.

"I plead the fifth," he uttered through a crooked grin. Diego unloaded the paper bag and began to unwrap the foil from around the pita. He took a bite, moaning appreciatively just as Jessica started to peel off her layers. It would've been easy to mistake the sounds he made and how he licked his lips as a response to the pita he was eating but his brown eyes fixed on his better half.

She awakened a hunger that had been dormant as he busied with renovations, surrounded by work everywhere he looked. One hunger had fueled the other and he scoffed down the sandwich. Hopefully she hadn't planned on having half as Diego did what Jessica said and ate his food.

"Ready or not, here I come." Diego meant that in more ways than one. There was no doubt in his mind that his eyes would close with at least one mind blowing orgasm. He didn't expect it to be in the shower. Jessica might be able to easily lift him but she was the one needing to be lifted if they were going to finish in the small space. It was a quick shower then bed.

She was sneakier than that. He was going to have the shower to himself, otherwise it would be a half assed one at best. As much as she wanted him touching her, she wanted him in bed more, and he could easily do that there. So when he got to the bathroom, the water was the temperature she knew he liked, and Jessica's naked self was sprawled on her belly on her bed, resting there as she felt a little thrill of pleasure in knowing that hey, she'd taken care of someone in a good way today.

As for the food? She'd eaten something earlier before showing up that evening, and when she'd felt that hunger pain echo along their link, she knew where it was coming from. She rested on the bed, trying not to imagine him naked and soapy, just the way she liked him. "I hope you know this is torture for me," she said conversationally, loud enough that he should be able to hear her. "Do you know how much I love licking water off you?"

Similar to her display at the inside of the front door, Diego stepped out of his clothes on the way to the bathroom. He didn't have on his usual vigilante getup. Between the army/navy surplus store and the Salvation Army, he'd gotten a good pair of steel-toe boots and worn clothes to work in. They did the job of keeping him mostly free of injury and debris.

Jessica might feel a rush as the water hit him. She'd gotten it to the perfect temperature which helped melt away some of the stiffness in his muscles, similar to the shoulder rub she'd given him in the factory. His hands went for the soap and immediately lathered up. He started to get hard just from what he'd seen of her while eating but now Diego was fully erect.

"I don't think it's the water you really like," he called back.

Soapy hands teased his length a little before forcing himself to stay focused on getting all dirt, grime and paint off his skin and hair. His face had more than a five o'clock shadow while his hair was a little shorter than he usually kept it so it didn't take long to scrub himself clean.

Diego used a towel to dry himself from the head down, wrapping it low around his hips to walk into the bedroom. Not even the weight of the towel could hide how happy he was to see her. There still was a tiredness in his eyes but also a familiar heat that had nothing to do with the water he showered in.

She had rolled onto her side, watching him walk into a room that would soon no longer be hers, and she had a pleased look on her face. Hungry, too. He sauntered in and she sighed, licking her lips. "You look good wet."

He looked good no matter what, but watching him come in almost naked had short circuited her brain a little. She crooked a finger at him. "Bed's all warmed up. Time for you to get some shut-eye."

There was still tiredness there in his eyes, but that heat she felt thrummed between them and she was trying her best to behave. She didn't want to. Not really. She wanted to lean forward and tug his towel off. She wanted to taste him, feel the length of him hard in her mouth. But she would forego that to get him to sleep. She missed the feel of his arms around her, and she rolled over and patted the bed. "Come to bed, gorgeous."

There would never be a time that she'd compliment him and it wouldn't make Diego smile. Watching her lick her lips after the observation, he wasn't so sure that they'd go right to sleep. He was still tired but the towel did little to hide what else he was feeling.

Diego pulled off the towel and give his hair one last effort to dry before letting it fall to the ground. He slipped in where Jessica had patted the bed, taking the bedding up to get in and covering both of them after settling in. "You gonna put me to sleep or are we supposed to behave?"

He'd likely not make a few rounds out of how tired he was but had at least one in him. Or maybe he'd sleep and save it for the morning.

"Considering you might have kept going until you cut your fingers off, I should just tie you to the bed as a punishment." He slid in next to her, all naked and warm and still a bit damp, and she reached for him almost automatically.

It wasn't as if she hadn't seen him every day, but not touching him had been a trial. She wasn't ready for that yet. Hadn't rubbed all the shiny off this new relationship. Her knee went over his leg, her hand up on his cheek as she tipped his face her way to let her kiss him. That was the part that felt most like coming home. Like everything was okay.

"I don't think I'll survive a life where I have no fingers to touch you," he responded immediately. There was no teasing and it wasn't due to how tired he was. Maybe being tired was something like a truth serum. "Punish me however you see fit." The end did have a slight tone of humor to it.

A part of Diego used the separation to stay motivated. It was the way a fighter wouldn't have sex before a big match. Yet he couldn't stand the idea of not seeing Jessica, as if he might lose her forever if too much time went by without her. He relished the kiss that she initiated on that note and returned it with fervor.

There would never be a day where she wouldn't find a reason to run into him. To come see him. He hadn't told her explicitly not to touch him or distract him, but he'd been in the middle of the 'boys', working hard and focusing on what he felt needed to get done. She hadn't wanted to feel like she was intervening, but seeing him tonight had driven home that she was going to have to from now on, just to make sure that he didn't overdo it. Diego didn't seem to have limits. None that he wanted to acknowledge, and that left it up to her to keep a leash on him for certain things.

He kissed her back and she slid her hand down along his back to his ass, a craving going through her that spoke of how starved she'd been from the lack of him lately. "I think you'd like that too much. Which belies it being a punishment, love of my life."

A loving touch seemed like something they both had been deprived of. Jessica might have had it before losing her family, maybe even from the only sister she knew. It was something Diego had only received from Grace and a few relationships before they went sour. He was a different person with it than without. The same seemed to be said for his soulmate.

She used words of affirmation in addition to touch and acts of service. The way she gave him space while working on their future home was the way he tried to stay out of her way as a private investigator, only to find him hiding in the shadows from time to time. Diego let a husky laugh rumble from his chest at the grab of his ass and what she said.

"There's only one way to find out," he quipped before another heated kiss. His hand moved from around Jessica to her mirror the way she held him. Diego rocked his hips subconsciously, rubbing his erection that was sandwiched between them.

"I missed this," she admitted, moving her lips from his to along the scruff that was almost more a beard at this point. She nibbled down to his ear, her knee lifting higher along his side to pull him in closer, mind stuck between rolling him over and riding him, or pulling him onto her so she could watch him above her. She liked both. Her body broke out in goosebumps at the feel of his hands on her, and she knew that admission was more than just words.

She'd missed him with her whole soul, and it wasn't until they were tangled up again that anything felt right with her. "I missed you," she added, nipping his ear before she moved her lips back to his.

"Sorry," he apologized. Diego knew it had been his doing, working so much that they were ships passing each other in the night for weeks. She was understanding of his drive and reasons but he also missed her and believed it was only right for him to take the blame.

There were so many goals ahead for them. He had gotten credentials and was official in this timeline. They would get married, move in together, even work together. Diego was excited for all of it and more. ...The 'more' part made him nervous so he didn't think too deeply of it. He was content with their present life. He'd never had it so good.

"I want you," he growled in response after she nipped his ear. Diego made the choice for Jessica, rolling on his back and taking her with him. One hand remained possessively on her ass as the other palmed the side of her face.

She knew that. Knew that he wanted her, could always tell when he reacted to her, which was why she'd been trying not to be present so much. She wouldn't be able to handle the guilt if he got hurt because she'd distracted him. But she'd pulled back too much, let him work himself too hard, and she was going to have to find that balance so that he didn't get this worn down again.

He growled at her and rolled them and she felt that heat go through her again. She loved this man. Loved his skin. Loved his voice. Loved the way he smelled. She'd missed the taste of him, so she sucked at his lip, moving a little to spread her knees to either side of him so that the next shift of her body against his had him touching, then sliding up into her. Of course she was wet. He existed and was in her vicinity. It was cause and effect at this point. So she took advantage of that, feeling that grip on her ass as she moved her mouth down to tongue at his piercing. "Have me," she whispered, sucking at the ring and tounging around it as she lifted up off his cock just enough to let her slam back down.

Only as they were tangled together did Diego realize how much he missed her too. His mind had been focused on one goal, losing himself to it as long as he could feel their connection and see her. He was always aroused by her and could easily confuse her want as his own. There was no mistaking his desire and hers as mounted him.

It was almost a toxic combination of her scent, tasting her, feeling her and how she touched him. A hand roughly slipped into her hair and tugged Jessica back. He wanted to see her, putting his other hand on her breast then doing the same with the one that had a handful of hair.

She'd get him to finish too quickly if he let her continue running her tongue on him. "I want to see you," he growled with handfuls of her breasts. Diego also thrusted from under Jessica, taking her when she offered herself up.

Finishing him off quickly was the goal. Her own pleasure was secondary. She wanted him worn out and sleeping, and the best way to do that was to get him off. But his hands in her hair had a hiss of pleasure leaving her, her eyes flicking up to his as he pulled her up, then moved to kneading her breasts. He thrust up as she came down, and her eyes rolled back in her head.

Maybe she'd gone too long without him, but that one simple slam of body to body had the first whisper of her orgasm telling her she was close. It should be surprising, but looking down at him, at those dark eyes and that heat that simmered between them, she wasn't in the slightest bit. She grabbed one of his wrists, dragging his hand up to her mouth so she could suck at his thumb, watching him with needy green eyes as she started to swirl her hips over him. "Look all you want."

Sleep was the farthest thing from his mind at the moment, supercharged with arousal. Yet she was right to think that a climax would lull him right to sleep. Three days was a long time without any--that was rest and sex in their relationship. Suddenly working on a place to live seemed like an idiot thing to do as Diego watched Jessica in all her glory.

Seeing the pleasure rush through her and feeling something in their connection only increased his excitement. Particularly seeing any part of his anatomy in her mouth... Diego couldn't form words. His gaze shifted into what could be construed as an angry stare but Jessica knew it was his focused one. He left his thumb in her mouth but rolled her nipple in his other hand a little firmer while nearly bouncing her off his lap with thrusts.

"Eres bella, Mami. Termina con migo."

He called her beautiful and told Jessica to finish with him in spanish. The words were hardly audible with the way his voice growled.

That bond made things so much more... intimate. Feeling his pleasure mingle with her own created an echoing ricochet, so that when he started to move in earnest, she was caught up in the whirlwind of it. She could feel his heartbeat, taste it in his thumb, knew that it was running in tandem with her own as she felt herself clutch around him.

Then he had to go speak with that sexy purr that had her body tightening up all over, and her head fell back as she came down hard, as she came, inner walls clamping around him and fluttering through her orgasm. She felt that rush go through her and knew he'd pick it up, a sound of pure pleasure leaving her lips that might have ended with his name hissed through her teeth. "Yeah, we're not going that long again without sex. I can't do that."

Whether it was their connection as soulmates or simply their compatibility, sex continued to be mind blowing no matter how long the session, or where it was. Her body was a sight to behold for Diego but how she moved it against him was always what brought him over the edge.

The hand by her face had moved down to her hip in sequence with the other. His head craned back as he came with Jessica, hands gripping and holding her down to him as he descended from the climax. He brought his chin down to catch his breath and let out a low chuckle.

"Sounds like you have a problem," he uttered breathlessly. "I think I have the same problem." Diego reached for Jessica and tugged her down to lay on top of him. His eyelids were heavy, eventually closing as his breathing evened out.

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