Chapter 25
Chapter
Twenty-Five
Jasmine
M y knees wobbled as I fought to remain standing.
Rei stood to his feet and scooped me to his chest as if I weighed nothing. My mind was goo as I processed what he’d been doing, where he’d been. It was more intimate than I ever imagined. He laid me on the sheets. For a moment, I considered reaching for the blankets and covering myself. I knew that wouldn’t stop whatever Rei had in mind. My thoughts varied wildly from wanting to hide in the bathroom to spreading my legs and taking whatever was coming.
My husband sat on the edge of the bed, his intense stare reading me as if I were an open book. Did he see my fear ?
His deep voice ricocheted through me “ Preciosa , trust me?”
Did I trust him?
Did I have a choice?
Yes, Dario had given me the choice, and I chose Rei.
Inhaling, I nodded.
“I want more of that sweet, warm, wet pussy.”
I wondered if all men were so blunt and if I was supposed to be repulsed or turned on. To my own surprise, it was the latter. “How do you know I’m wet?”
Was I actually flirting with my husband?
His lips quirked. “Because I can smell how sweet you are, just as I could smell you the night in the living room.”
Scooting up to the headboard, I wanted to tell him he was wrong. That would be a lie.
As Rei stood and began to unbutton his shirt, I was fascinated with the definition of his chest and abs. I’d never seen Rei without a shirt, and it was a sight to behold. If the timeline wasn’t wrong, I’d say Michelangelo used Rei as his muse before sculpting the torso of David.
When he turned, his back displayed a tattoo reaching from shoulder to shoulder and down his tapered back. The markings continued down each arm. I suddenly recalled seeing the edge of the artwork from beneath his sleeves the night we went to the Green Lady.
“What is that?” I asked. “Does it have meaning?”
Rei pivoted until his dark gaze met mine. “ Sí, it’s the Roríguez escudo de armas —Coat of Arms. ”
Respect bubbled within me at the pride in his voice. “It’s beautiful.”
Next, he removed two holsters, laying a gun and a knife on the table. The little dimples at the base of his spine made my core clench. As he bent down to remove his boots and socks, I noticed a plethora of silver scars upon his tanned skin and wondered how he’d gotten them.
Dario had scars I’d noticed on his forearms as did Armando and Piero. Did Rei see them as badges of honor? I didn’t want to think about him in harm’s way.
When he turned, instead of thinking about that, I concentrated on his wide shoulders and defined arms. My breath caught as he unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his jeans, and lowered the zipper. His jeans met my slacks on the floor. He then turned back to me wearing nothing but a pair of black boxer briefs.
Oh my God, I could make out his erection beneath the fabric. A million questions came to mind, things I should have asked Camila or Catalina before now. I didn’t think Rei would be willing to wait for me to slip into the bathroom and make a frantic call.
“Hey,” he said, directing my gaze back to his handsome face. “Talk to me.”
I reached for the other pillow and placed it in front of me as if mere material and stuffing could shield me from what was beneath the silk. “I wish I knew what to do. I don’t want you to be disappointed in me.”
Rei growled and sat on the edge of the bed. “Look at yourself, Jasmine.” He tugged the pillow away. “Nothing about you is disappointing.” He cupped my cheek. “We will get to know each other.” His touch slowly trailed down the familiar path from my cheek to my breasts. “Inch by inch.” Shades of brown and black swirled in his dark orbs. “You will tell me what you like and what you don’t, if you don’t. I plan to make love to you for the next fifty years. I’d like you to want that too.”
“Make love?” I blinked. “You said you wanted to fuck me.”
“ Sí , I want both. You said slow. We should start with making love.”
I lifted my hand to his warm chest, feeling the frantic drumbeat of his heart. “I’ve never touched a man.”
Rei lifted my hand and kissed the tips of my fingers. “Consider me available to be touched day or night.”
He lowered my hand to his erection, pressing it against his rock-hard penis. “Don’t be afraid. I won’t break either.”
Timidly, I rubbed my palm and fingers over the hardness. When my gaze went back to Rei’s face, his eyes were closed and his chin raised. His Adam’s apple bobbed.
When his eyes opened, they were fixed on me. “My turn.”
He reached around my back and masterfully undid my bra before pulling it from my outstretched arms and releasing my breasts.
This was obviously not his first rodeo.
“Fuck,” he growled. “Your tits are better than I imagined.”
Before I could reply, I gasped as he captured one nipple in his lips and sucked before doing the same to the other. Instantly, my nipples were rock hard. His kisses went lower until they reached the waist of my panties.
“I’ve wanted to eat your pussy since the first time I smelled your sweet arousal.”
How did someone respond to a statement like that?
I didn’t have time to come up with the answer before Rei snagged the hem of my panties and to my shock, ripped the lace. “I wanted to do that to the wedding dress.”
“You tore them.”
Standing, he pulled the ruined material down my legs with a grin. “I did. It’s like opening a bag of candy.” Grabbing my ankles, he pulled me down before going to the end of the bed and crawling toward me—a lion approaching his prey. “Now spread your sexy legs because I’m ready to eat.”
I was about to be his meal.
Trust.
“This is slow?”
Rei laughed, looking up at me with hooded eyes. “ Preciosa , you’re my wife. My hard cock isn’t inside your tight pussy. This is slow.”
It took a minute, and to Rei’s credit he was patient as I finally complied, doing what he asked.
He started near my ankles, kiss by kiss, nip by nip, working his way up. The coarseness of his beard was like the striking of a match on my skin. Higher still, he moved up my legs to my inner thighs. The fire from before was back. The flames raced through my circulation, raising my temperature until his tongue found my folds and a raging wildfire ensued.
I screamed out his name as his tongue delved within me. The stimulation was too much. My legs tried to come together, to stop his assault, but he was too strong. With each buck or wiggle, he held tighter to my legs, pushing them back and away until his face was buried in my core.
The humming within me grew louder, drowning out the primal sounds I was making. My fingers clawed at the sheets, searching for something to ground me. While I knew the premise of what he was doing, I couldn’t for the life of me describe the particulars, other than the way it made me feel.
Wound tight as a top ready to spin out of control was a good description.
My uneasiness lapsed into a wanton need as an orgasm hit with the speed of a thundering, out-of-control steam engine. My entire body tensed as the cabin filled with wet, raw noises. I was too far gone to be embarrassed with my inhibition in shreds and my body too weak to move.
Rei climbed up me, depositing kisses as he rose higher until our lips collided. I reached for his head, weaving my fingers through his hair as his tongue tangled with mine, sharing my own taste.
When I finally had the ability to speak, I palmed his cheeks. “No.”
Rei lifted an eyebrow. “No?”
“If that’s what an orgasm is, when I touched myself, I didn’t orgasm.”
His lips curled into a smile. “I promise many more.”
“You’re sure of yourself. ”
He lowered his forehead to mine. “ Preciosa , we should sleep.”
“But what about you? Do you want me to do something?”
He lifted his face. “Those noises you were making had me ready to come. I loved every syllable and note.” He teased my hair away from my face. “I could feel how tense you were.”
“I’m not anymore.”
“I could sense that too. Tomorrow morning, you’ll be less apprehensive.” He rolled to my side and pushed his arm behind my back, pulling me to his solid shoulder. After covering us with blankets, he kissed my forehead. “My wife asked for slow. No man ever died from not ejaculating.”
That was good to know.
Part of me wanted to protest, to give him a tenth of the pleasure he’d brought me. But honestly, I didn’t have the strength. Instead, I curled next to his radiating warmth and closed my eyes.