He lifted up his head and looked at her, she’s still glowing in the aftermath of what had just happened, a smile formed on her lips.
“I take it from that smile that you satisfied.”
“How do you do it.”She said.”How can you do this to me each and every time and it still gets better and better.”
“I knew from the first day I saw you that it will be this good between us.”
“Oh now did you. What else did you know.”
He grinned and traced her mouth with his forefinger.”I also knew that you would become mine and mine alone.”
“Over confidence Mr Garcia.”She said giving him a kiss.
“I never pick a fight I cannot win Mrs Garcia. It’s not in my bloodline to lose you’ll come to learn that soon.”
“I think we’re wearing too much clothes.”She tugged at his t-shirt and pulled it over his head, she let her fingers trail over his rigid abs and up to his chest and then to his broad shoulders. She then put one hand at his back so that she could feel his dragon tattoo, he’s a big and strong man. Her hands moved to his jeans and she unfastened his belt his erection is visible and she touched it putting her hands over the jeans and rubbing her hand up and down his length. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the pleasure that her hands are creating his erection is getting stronger and harder by each stroke. He quickly stilled her hand he could feel he’s on the brink.
“I wanna be buried deep inside of you.”He said removing his jeans and boxer shorts she watched in awe as his manhood sprang free, he’s big and she’s still amaze that he fits. Before she knew it her dress was off and she’s lying on her back naked staring up at him he positioned himself above her and she closed her eyes in anticipation as she waited for his penetration.
“Open your eyes.”He commanded.”I want you to look at me when I enter you.”She complied and opened her eyes.
“Oh.”She whispered as he pushed the tip in, her gaze became clouded and her breathing is uneven, she clenched around him and tiny shock waves of pleasure pierced through her. Her eyelids are heavy and she wanted to close them but remembered his words. He pressed further until he was all in touching her hilt, they were eye to eye, flesh against flesh, husband and wife… it was so intimate so sacred, her softness and his hardness. Their panting breaths mingling together with their lips only inches apart.
“Hold onto me.”He rasped.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and put her arms on his shoulders. Then he moved inside her, pushing in deep and drawing back slowly, he looked at her with dazed eyes that was clouded with desire as he thrust inside of her deeper and deeper as far as she could take him. Easing out slowly and thrusting deep never breaking eye contact, she felt like he was staring deep down into her soul, he increased his tempo sending her to new heights of pleasure, arousing her with each thrust. His thrusts became swift, exciting and delicious, she clung unto him with every part of her…. he was hard all over. She couldn’t look away from his watchful, waiting demanding gaze. She was there, shuddering and coming apart, she finally closed her eyes and reveled in her pleasure that exploded into something else, she heard Nico groan out loud as he thrust deep and pulsed inside of her. It always just gets better and better with each passing day and she wonders how that could be. He laid down and she put her head on his chest still glowing in the aftermath of what had just happened, his arm came around her.
She’s tired and could feel her eyelids are about to droop shut.”I love you Nicolas.”She whispered.
Hearing her say those words before she fell asleep makes every bone in him pull tight, he felt something heavy on his chest, never had he expect her to say those words… and now that she has it made everything real and genuine it brought back the doubts and uncertainty. The guilt that he had felt before she had ended up in hospital, for a while he had shoved it all aside for the sake of her health, for a while he had pretended that everything is okay, but now the reality of the situation hit him hard. How can they go on like this, and move forward when he himself has demons that he hasn’t faced yet. Memories…. painful memories that haunts him, that only fades away when he’s with her. Reina gives him peace the kind of peace that he has never experienced before, the kind that can heal and restore. Control is everything to him and if he loses that, he’s afraid of what might happen to those around him. Reina deserves the best a man can offer her, she’s a good woman. The million dollar question is can he give her what she needs to be complete and happy. He swiped her hair out of her face, she is and looks so vulnerable, and not to mention beautiful too. She shivered and snuggled up even more against him that’s when he realised she must be cold, in one swift move he got up still being naked and picked her up and carried her inside where he gently put her to bed. He flung on his pajama trousers and went downstairs to the study, his mind is racing and he doubts he’ll get any sleep. He threw himself down on the chair and stared up at the ceiling with his hands laced behind his head. His mind is on Reina and their baby, he is wondering if he can give them the life they need, he’s wondering for how long can he stay with her and not tell her the truth about his ugly past. He has built a playboy lifestyle for himself to fool people to hide away from those ugly scars, all when they look at him see this notorious playboy, the ruthless business tycoon, the womanizer and lord knows what other names they call him. No one knows him, no one knows where he comes from. They all know what he chooses to tell them… and if he starts and built a life with Reina he fears that he’s gonna have to face his past, something he doesn’t think he’ll ever be ready for. He got up, pour himself a scotch and downed it in one go. He has to decide because after tomorrow people will start asking questions about his and Reina’s wedding. He has to make a tough decision.
Reina slipped on her floor length v-neck sequin dress, the rose gold of the dress is beautiful. When she had seen the fabric in Berlin on a shopping trip she had fallen in love with it and knew that she has to have it and design a dress for her, for the wedding. Looking at it now, on her, it truly is beautiful and went along perfectly with her skin tone. Today is the wedding and she has to go and help Bella get ready, no one except her can help the bride with her dress. This morning when she woke up in bed, she had been alone Nico is no where to be seen. She wonders what he was doing so early in the morning… after making up her hair ontop of her head and wearing her nude heels she went over to Bella’s room and found that the bride is done with her make up and hair.
“I guess it’s time for me to do my part.”She said to Bella.
“I’m nervous Reina.”
“It’s normal to feel that way. You’re about to make a life time commitment with the man you love, feeling nervous or scared before saying I do is perfectly normal.”
“I love your positive mind and attitude.”
Reina smiled at her.”Come on let’s get you dressed. By the way what time did you get home, one would say you didn’t have a night of fun.”
“After you guys left, we stayed for about two hours and then I came home with one of brother’s bodyguard. I was pretty drunk but I had fun and that’s thanks to you and Cathy.”
“It was nothing.”Reina said taking out the dress from the garment bag and walking over to Bella.”Turn around.”She told her. A few minutes later she was looking every bit the bride that she is.
“Thank god it still fits after the last time we fitted it. I thought after tasting all those samples for the cake I gained a few pounds, but clearly not. I love the sheer lace of the fabric.”
She said smoothing her hands over the dress.”And at the back.”