eighteen
Diesel’s Plan Works
“I believe you, Diesel, I really do.”
I brushed my lips over his. “Santiago, this is a first for both of us.”
“What do you mean?” Santiago’s hands gripped my waist.
“This is my first time making love, too.” I kissed his chest. “Trust me, my clients had little interest in lovemaking. All they wanted was a fantasy, whether it was to be dominated, or just to pretend like someone cared about them.” I sighed, remembering the lonely, and often miserable, men who paid for my services. Though I always did my best to keep things professional with clients, I couldn’t help but feel sad for many of them. “I’m not even sure how to do it.”
Santiago blinked. “But, I thought you’d…”
“No, babe, I’ve never made love to anyone. s*x, yes, done that more than I care to remem
