Chapter 11
Ben came home, weary from his busy day and fielding all the questions from the reporters and the angry blast he received from his parents and his brother Carter, who threatened that as soon as he could, he was going to be on the next plane out, as Ben refused to come to Vegas, where he was currently with his wife Zahara, his parents, and their children.
His brother was in the middle of brokering another deal for properties in Vegas and was looking into now expanding to the Caribbean, specifically Barbados, after Michael had called telling him about some prime spots there. His parents couldn’t fly back because they were helping out Zahara with the twins as she continued her studies. Zahara’s parents were set to fly out to take over and relieve his parents when they came back from her mom spending time with Selena and Calum visiting their two grandchildren.
He glanced down at his watch, his eyes blurry. He’d made sure for the past two days that he kept himself busy at work, the gym, and then back at work. He was trying to stay away from his wife. He’d spent their wedding night working, trying to get rid of the virus and tracing it back to its source, but really avoiding what had happened in their bedroom. He left early in the morning to continue avoiding her.
Was he being cowardly? Yes. But it was for her well-being because after having a taste of her, he craved more and didn’t think he could stop himself from taking her over and over again. She needed time for her body to heal and to forgive him . He was afraid that with the dawning of a new day, his wife, after thinking about everything, would not want to have anything physically to do with him. For her to not want him, even just the thought of it had made him go completely numb, and he resorted to what he did in the past to seek out pain.
Ben rubbed his chest, where he still felt the sting from his recent trip. He needed an outlet for his turmoil and emotions that he only felt around her because of her and his guilt for having hurt her, especially since it was her first time; he deserved the pain and the reminder of what he’d done. The pain had given him clarity, and he decided he would rather rip his heart out than hurt her again. He faced the fact that he’d been selfish for wanting to force her into having a life with him, and even now with his decision he didn’t think he could go through with it, but he had to try.
He heard his phone ping and fished it out of his pocket, glancing at the message on the screen.
Ambra and I have landed and are on our way back to her place; it won’t be long until she finds out what has happened. Damn you.
His fingers flew over the keys, responding to his brother.
Don’t kid yourself; you are just as ruthless as I am, and Carter would have done the same thing.
He waited and saw the … signaling his brother was about to respond when it suddenly stopped.
Ben made his way to the kitchen and took out the food waiting there for him from the chef. He warmed it up and then sat in the darkened kitchen, the only light pouring in from the sensors low-dimmed lights in the kitchen, eating his meal as he watched the news on his phone. It was late, and he’d assumed that Diamond was asleep or in bed at this point.
He put the phone back in his pocket and sighed; it was time to face his wife; time had run out. He made his way up the stairs and opened the bedroom door; he jerked to a stop. Diamond was sitting in one of the matching plush chairs with her feet on the ottoman, in a dark red jumpsuit, the extensions back in her hair and her makeup done, showing off her beautiful face. There was a suitcase resting on the side of the chair with her Chanel purse, and she was reading one of her favorite magazines that he’d bought a subscription for to be delivered here at the house.
She glanced up when he’d entered the room and placed the magazine on the small table beside the chair; standing up, she slipped her feet into the high heels that were waiting on the carpeted floor and rose to her diminutive height. Her expression closed off to him.
“What are you doing, Diamond?” He stepped further into the room and shut the door behind him.
“I’m leaving. My sister is probably—" She glanced down at her watch, then up at him, and continued. “Landed by now and is on her way home with Michael, I will get her to help me with figuring this all out and won?”
Ben found himself now standing over her. Diamond’s head was tilted back to look up into his face. He had been numb before, and now he felt as cold as ice.
“No.” Was all he could get out, struggling now to find the right words to say to her.
Her eyebrows rose, and her finger came out, and her manicured tip jabbed him hard in the chest.
“You do not get to say no, and that is it. You left me alone for two days, sitting in this house all by myself, worried about what was happening to my account and with no one that I could talk to. I thought you would be different. Bryce needed me to be a—” then she shook her head. “If I wanted to be ignored and just look pretty, then I should have stayed with Bryce.”
“I am not Bryce.” He snapped out, now angry at the thought of her mentioning his name.
Her phone pinged, and she took it out of her pocket, glancing down at it and her fingers moving to respond when his hand covered hers, and he took it to see who was texting her, figuring it must be Ambra, and he was right.
Diamond glared at him and grabbed back the phone, reading her sister's message before her fingers flew over the keys, responding, and then she tossed her phone into her purse and continued as if they hadn’t been interrupted.
“Are you sure? Because you have been absent since we got married.”
“I was giving you time to adjust.”
She now narrowed her gaze. “You blackmailed me into marrying you and into your bed, consummating our marriage in this very bedroom, and now you want to give me time to adjust? Well, I can do that over at my sister’s.”
She bent to pick up the suitcase, and he took it out of her hands. Without breaking eye contact, he tossed it over his shoulder into the walk-in closet behind him.
Diamond’s dark brown eyes now glittered.
“That is not how blackmail works; you don’t get to decide the terms here; I do.” He said coldly.
His spitfire of a wife stepped to him, and her hand slapped him on the chest, hard, causing him to flinch.
She paused. “Why did you flinch?” And then studied his shirt intently.
Her eyes flew to his in surprise, and then she reached for his loose cotton buttoned shirt and began to unbutton it, exposing his flesh to her gaze. When she’d opened enough of the buttons, she spread his shirt gently apart and took in what he’d done.
“Why did you get this done?”
Her brown eyes were now dark and mysterious to him; he could not read if she was fascinated or appalled with what he had done to a part of his anatomy.
“I hurt you, and I didn’t mean to.” He said simply not knowing if he could make her understand that he sometimes needed pain to cope.
“You did this because of me?”
Diamond studied his face, and with a curious expression on hers now, Seeking answers that he didn’t know how to articulate to her, but she must have found something because she moved her hand and her nail and pad of her finger touched the erect tip, and he moaned from her touch and the sweet sting of his new piercing.
She leaned forward, and he felt the wet and abrasive tongue on his flesh; she was being careful not to touch where the barbell entered his skin. He let out another groan; she then moved her mouth across his chest, sending a sweet fire burning through his veins.
Her lips travelled toward his other puckered flesh, and his breathing quickened as he looked down at his wife’s head, giving reverence to his body. Her hands now ran along his pectorals and then down to his sides as she laid gentle kisses along his chest while using her tongue to excite him.
Ben pictured his wife’s head giving homage to another hard piece of his flesh that currently was straining hard against his pants, and as if sensing his thoughts, her hand moved to the front of him, cupping his masculinity, and he gritted his teeth, making a low hissing sound as if he had burned his finger. Her grip was just right, and then with one hand she unbuckled his pants and guided his hard length out.
Her kisses now travelled lower as her fingers moved across his wet head, rubbing the escaped liquid along the top and then over some of the base. His cock jumped, seeking more of her touch, and her hand circled his staff just as her mouth settled over the head and the barbell piercing and sucked it into her mouth. She dropped to her knees, and his gaze followed, meeting her darkened eyes. Ben could see the pleasure she was experiencing from taking him, and he lowered his hand and rested it lightly on her head, making sure he didn’t mess up her hair. He squeezed his buttocks, and moving his hips forward, he moved his cock deeper into her hot, wet mouth, the suction making her cheeks hollow a bit.
“Take more of me.” He begged, his voice sounding deep.
She gave him a sultry smile, and his cock and balls tingled from seeing it as she licked and then suckled his tip again before obliging him, and her mouth took more of him in.
He sunk his fingers gently through her hair to her scalp and pushed more of his length into her, and he heard her moan as he began to fill her mouth.
Her teeth now raked across his flesh as he pulled out, and he bucked, loving the sensation on his skin. He almost pulled out all the way before thrusting back into the back of her throat, and he could see her struggle for a second with how much of him was in her mouth. He paused so that she could get used to him, and when she gripped him and guided him in and out of her at her own pace, sucking and licking while holding his length in a firm grip, squeezing to almost the point of pain, and her tongue and teeth working over him. Her other hand that was gripping the side of his buttocks moved to the front as his groans began to pour out of him. His head tilted back, his throat working as she brought him to pain and pleasure, the combination driving him mad, and he couldn’t contain himself any longer as she slapped and then squeezed his balls.
He shouted as he released himself inside her mouth, and she didn’t remove his pulsing cock but sucked and licked the wet, salty part of him as if it was a treat until he was almost spent.
Pulling out of her mouth, he reached for her, helping her to get out of her clothing before pushing her head down on the edge of the bed, pulling her hips up to align with his now hardened cock. Just from undressing her, he was turned on again from seeing his wife’s beautiful body and the wetness that was on her panties and thighs.
With one hard, quick thrust, his cock made a home inside her moist cavern, her flesh clamping down hard on him in welcome. He raised one of his feet on top of the bed and spread her butt cheeks while he pulled out. He gave a happy grunt when his flesh slid out coated in her essence. He looked at the waiting pink skin and plunged back in. He became fixated on his cock and barbell splitting her seam to her entrance and it spreading to accommodate his cock. Their flesh coming together was a beautiful thing, and he reached around to pluck and flick her clit. His thrusts now increasing fast and hard. She began to make mewling sounds as he pounded into her, her body jerking back and forth with each thrust.
“Yes, fuck me, so good.” She reached back and began to squeeze his ass, holding him against her.
He raised himself up higher, coming in at an angle, his cock and bar hitting her in the right spot. She was now making low-pitched, huh, huh sounds along with the sound of their heavy breathing and the smell of her musk hitting the air. He was so hard it was painful; her walls squeezing him tight, he pulled out, picking her up and laying her on the bed, bending her knees to her ears and re-entering her, his length now rubbing against her clit and this angle stimulating her g-spot.
Her hand slid down the middle of his chest, her nails digging into his skin, breaking it, and he went berserk, taking her pussy by storm, giving her no mercy. She began to buck underneath him as her orgasm hit, and he continued through another one as she babbled from her ecstasy. He took her through another one before she clamped him so tight he grunted from the sweet pain, and he felt electricity race down his back to his balls and then his cock, and he came again inside her hot sheath. His body continued to thrust inside of her as he ejected his essence. He pumped once, twice, and then a final time, and then collapsed on top of her as his orgasm worked its way out of his body. Tremors still racked her as he became spent.
He suckled on her neck before he pulled himself off and to the side, lying on his back, looking up at the ceiling as his cock went flaccid and rested against his leg and his labored breathing began to slow down.
Ben’s mind raced with his thoughts that Diamond enjoyed being with him and matched his energy; they were a perfect fit, just like he’d suspected.
He felt happy and content and sat up, getting off the bed.
He walked over to his dresser and grabbed pajama bottoms from the drawer, putting them on, and then glanced over at Diamond and was surprised to see her on her side watching him. An unhappy frown on her face.
“Where are you going?” she said huskily and sat up in the bed, her perky breasts facing him and her dark areolas standing at attention still. He eyed the smooth, dark skin from her neck down to the stomach that was tight with a cute belly button that stood out slightly. He wondered if it was sensitive too, and next time, he would draw it into his mouth and suck on it. Just the thought was making him want to go over and pull her nipples and her cute button into his mouth, but he had business to attend to. He was working on software to safeguard a new client’s website while still keeping an eye on Diamond’s virus and account.
He’d spent the two days creating code and new software that he was sure would soon crack and disable the virus. His attention had now turned to business after the pleasure they’d both experienced again in their marriage bed. He was sure she was tired and wanted rest. Most women couldn’t keep up with his stamina, and he’d learned to give them time before taking them again. His wife was special to him and deserved to be treated differently. She was, after all, his special jewel... who was now glaring at him angrily. Her chest rising and falling in ire.
He tilted his head, raising his eyebrows.
“So, you are once again just going to fuck me and leave?”
“You should get some rest, and I have things I need to do.” He shrugged, then was taken aback because she looked even more pissed.
“I don’t need to rest, and you don’t want me to rest either.” Her eyes lowered pointedly to his rising cock now.
He approached the bed, looking down at her intently. He knew he couldn’t take her again even though he wanted to. She must be sore because he had not held back with her and kept forgetting that his wife was a virgin, well, had been a virgin. Ben was pleased that despite how her first time had been, she wanted him just as much as he wanted her. He would think about what this meant later as he became focused on the fact that her breathing had picked up along with the fact that her nipples were still erect; he wondered if she was wet again down there and reached out to touch her hard nipples, twirling his thumb around them, watching his wife’s reaction as her eyes lowered slightly, her lips parting.
She opened her mouth to say something, and then they heard the doorbell ring.
He turned, heading toward the bedroom door, knowing who it was. His brother probably texted him to let him know Ambra was on her way, but his phone was inside his pants on the floor. His sister-in-law had come knocking.
He didn’t have to tell Diamond either; he could hear her getting off the bed and heading to their adjoining closet, but she was cursing as she went.
He made his way to the stairs to the hammering sound now at his door, Ambra making noises that sounded as if she was trying to break in.
Slightly irritated with the ruckus she was making, he yanked the door and stood there in front of her. Her eyes ran over him in shock, and he realized he had come downstairs with just his pajama pants that looked like they had been thrown on in a hurry.
He felt his face heat from her bugged-out surprised look, and then her gaze narrowed on his chest, and he glanced down to see the scratches Diamond had done now looking angry on his chest to go along with the redness from his nipple piercings. He could imagine what she was thinking because this was the first time that she saw his body out of his clothes in recent years and that he’d gotten piercings. He patiently waited for her to finish her inspection, and when her angry gaze shot to his, he wasn’t surprised when she hissed out.
“You bastard. Where is my sister?”
“Come in,” he said solemnly, just as she pushed him roughly to the side and entered the foyer of his townhome.
He pressed the intercom button that was by the door and said, “Diamond, Ambra is here.” Then he walked around her to wait by the stairs as they both heard Diamond’s high-heel satin slippers on the stairs, and then she came into view.
Diamond looked like a Hollywood star as she made her way down the stairs. She looked beautiful and immaculate in her nightwear, her hair perfectly done now from the mussed look she sported earlier in bed. But as she got closer, he noticed how tired she looked, and he’d been right to tell her to stay and get sleep, so the fuss before was unnecessary. He was going to mention that she shouldn’t stay too long with her sister and not to mention too much of the deal between them. He didn’t need Ambra getting in the way, and between them, he stepped closer, and as if she heard his thoughts, she glared at Ben. When he stood in her way, he gave her a warning look and moved away when she raised her chin.
“I will leave the two of you to talk. Good night.” As usual, he was a man of few words. He left them at the bottom of the stairs.