His Bahamas Affair (The Albury Affairs)

by Christina OW

  “I didn’t sign any divorce papers,” she gnashed out.

  Of course, that was all she cared about. Reno had just said he’d replaced her as Tyler’s mother and it was like he hadn’t even mentioned it, considering she was trying to use their son as ammunition against him.

  “I filed for absolution of marriage under abandonment. It took a year for it to be complete but the paperwork did come through. If you’d come back four months ago, you might have had a real chance to claim half of the resort.”

  Georgia’s lips twisted in a sneer, making Reno laugh. “I have you pegged, Georgia. I know you only came back because La Paraiso is finally doing well and you thought you’d cash in didn’t you.”

  She straightened, her eyes gleaming with sinister intent. Reno could see she still had a card to play. He braced himself, waiting for the bomb to drop.

  “Then I’ll be taking my son and leaving.”

  “The hell you will!” Ruiz said harshly placing himself between Georgia and the double doors leading to the wedding reception. Reno smiled, grateful for his loyalty.

  “Relax, bro. She can’t take Tyler. A week ago I tracked down your nanny and we talked. It didn’t take much to get her to sign an affidavit testifying to your lack of maternal love and the legal document signing custody of Tyler over to me did help some. Tyler is mine and Loraine’s, and you can’t hurt him ever again.”

  In a spark of rage he grabbed her arm and dragged her to him. She stopped, hitting against his chest. “Tyler told us what you did to him. You’re lucky his mother isn’t out here, otherwise we’d be throwing your corpse in the middle of the ocean for the sharks to feast on. The only thing keeping me from strangling you is the fact that I’d like to spend my wedding night with my wife and not in a jail cell. I want you gone, Georgia, and I don’t want you anywhere near my resort or my family or I swear you will go missing, do you understand?”

  He released her and she stumbled back into the arms of the Titan Susan had summoned.

  “You can’t do this to me Reno,” she yelled, fighting to come out of the Titan’s hold. “Half of this is rightfully mine.”

  Reno chuckled shaking his head. “When you left you lost everything, and either way none of this is mine anymore. I signed it over to my in-laws yesterday. Late yet again, Georgia.”

  “You idiot! Why would you do such a dumb ass move like that?”

  “That’s none of your concern. Escort her off the premises before my wife is drawn out by this commotion.” He stressed on ‘my wife’ for Georgia’s benefit and he wasn’t disappointed. She was seething, her face turning red and her eyes livid, thirsting for blood.

  Georgia was quickly carried away, still yelling at the top of her lungs until she was nothing but a whispered echo.

  Susan turned to him with a smile on her face. “Suddenly, I’m not so anxious about living thousands of miles away from my daughter. Good job, son. Jeb, make sure that woman doesn’t go anywhere near the house; I wouldn’t put it past her to do so. I wonder why her husband turned her out.”

  Ruiz snorted. “I’m just wondering what took him so long to kick her out. She practically has conniving bitch written across her forehead.”

  Reno caught Jeb’s eye as he moved past him, walking in the direction the other bodyguards had carried Georgia off to. There was something in them that gave Reno a sickening feeling before he turned away. He didn’t trust him in fact he’d feel more comfortable if he was far away from Loraine.

  Susan took his arm, pulling his attention away from Jeb’s retreating back. “Come, son of mine, let’s go back to the party.”

  Reno caught a knowing look in Ruiz’s eyes as they passed by him. He turned to watch Jeb for a moment then looked back to him with a nod. “I’ll speak to Allan,” he whispered.

  “Thank you,” Reno whispered back. He put a smile on his face as he entered the ballroom walking toward Loraine, who stood in the middle of the room, watching him with a radiant smile, determined to enjoy his wedding reception.

  Riana came from nowhere stopping him in his tracks. “Hey you, everything okay? I saw you and Ruiz go outside and the doors closed behind you.”

  He gave his sister a big hug then released her after kissing her temple. “There’s nothing to worry about. Everything is great.”

  She nodded then smiled proudly up at him. “I told you your day would come.”

  Reno laughed. Trust Riana to gloat. She’d told him he would meet the love of his life and he would get his happily ever after. He was more than happy to admit he was wrong and she was right. “Thanks sis, for having faith in love when I didn’t. Thank you for introducing me to your best friend and thank you for coming. I know it’s not easy traveling when you’re pregnant.”

  “You’re welcome, now go dance with your wife.” She waved, walking away toward her husband.

  Reno was more than happy to comply and he headed straight for Loraine. He stopped in front of her and she slowly wrapped her arms around his neck. “Enjoying your evening, Mrs. Albury?”

  She closed her eyes with a sigh. “I love that…but I can’t wait to get naked with my husband.” She opened her eyes. They were full of desire and mischief. “You think you can arrange that Mr. Albury?”

  * * * *

  Loraine stood by her bed, bathed not only by the moonlight but also by the desire and love shining from her husband’s eyes. Her body shivered with anticipation of the night to come, her lower belly heavy with lust. She wanted nothing more than to tear his clothes and her own off, tumble him to the bed and ride him to oblivion, both their desire’s fueling their body as the chased a common goal. But that quick fulfillment just wouldn’t do. She wanted Reno to take his time with her, worship her body until her soul left her body in complete ecstasy. She wanted him inside her all night long until he was practically imprinted in her.

  Reno caressed her cheek with his knuckles and she leaned into his touch, longing for more. “Have I told you how much I love you in the past hour?”

  She smiled, pressing herself into him. “You did five minutes ago, but I wouldn’t mind hearing it again.”

  “I love you, Lori, more than I ever imagined possible.”

  “And I love you too, Reno. More than I ever thought it possible to love another human being.” She looked earnestly into his eyes and said, “You’ve given me not only your love but also your strength, your courage, your son and your home. For the first time in a long time, I feel like I’m finally home, where I’m meant to be doing what I was born to do.”

  “And what would that be?”

  “Loving you and loving Tyler. Building a home with you and filling it with more children.”

  His hand at her waist pulled her tighter into him. She saw the looked in his eyes, that of love and relief, but also of doubt. “And what about your catering business?”

  She shrugged. “I wanted to start that when I was in the States but I think I’ll stick to cooking for my family for a while.”

  “But Lori-”

  She pressed her fingers over his lips, silencing him. “There is nothing wrong with being a mother and a wife. Thousands of women find that job a lot more fulfilling than anything else, and I’m really looking forward to it.”

  He smiled down at her. “It’s a drastic change from being a partying jet setter.”

  She went on her toes and kissed him lightly on the lips. “A wonderful change.”

  With hooded eyes he whispered roughly. “You are amazing. How did I get so lucky to have you as my wife?”

  Loraine felt a shiver of excitement rush through her. She swallowed a lump of nerves in her throat easily deciphering the look on his face. It was their wedding night and he was ready to seal their vows by joining their bodies.

  Gently, he pulled the string of beads from her hair. “You looked like a sea nymph with this. I guess that’s the look you were going for— angelic.”

  She didn’t answer, she couldn’t. Not with her throat dry and her tongue paralyzed in he
r mouth. She just watched his face as he unbraided her hair, combing his fingers through it and spreading it around her shoulders.

  “With your mother’s make-under, I could see what you were talking about. You resemble her; beautiful inside and out.”

  His hands moved to her shoulders and gently rubbed them. Loraine could barely draw breath without a hitch in her throat. His touch was doing things to her she couldn’t describe. Was there even a word for what she felt? It was like her insides were getting tickled by a feather and combined with her erratic nerves, she was slowly going crazy.

  She pressed her shaking hands on his chest, fisting his shirt. Reno trailed his hands down her shoulders and up her arms to her hands, covering them with his large ones. He gently pried them open, freeing his shirt and raised them to his lips.

  As he slowly kissed each finger, alternately pulling one into his mouth and sucking gently, making her heart leap with a gasp he asked, “Are you nervous?”

  Loraine nodded her head, keeping her eyes on his hooded gaze.

  One edge of his lips rose in a lazy and yet so very sexy grin. “Why?”

  “Because, I’m about to make love to my husband,” she confessed in an inaudible voice. She wasn’t even sure he heard her but the spark that lit his eyes told her he had.

  He placed her hands back on his chest and drew her to him. He kissed her soundly, robbing her of the little breath she possessed. He trailed his kisses to her cheek, her neck and her shoulder. It was a good thing he was holding her up because as his lips teased her quivering skin, her legs had turned to jelly. She hadn’t even noticed he’d unzipped her dress until it pooled at her bare feet. She stood before him in lace underwear and didn’t feel the least bit exposed. Instead, she felt like a present being unwrapped.

  “Beautiful,” he whispered hoarsely and her heart beat a tattoo in her chest.

  Keeping his gaze fixed on hers, he unhooked her bra, letting it fall unceremoniously down to the ground. She expected his touch but it never came. He just stared at her breasts longingly. The tip of his tongue ran over his lower lip, his throat moving in a hard swallow like a starving man salivating over his first meal in days. He lowered himself onto his knees, his hands on her hips. Loraine just stood there, too afraid to move and break the magic. Instead, she watched him watch her as he hooked his thumbs in her panties and leisurely pull them down, his hands especially his fingers tracing an erotic path down to her ankles making her legs tremble. It was taking everything in her to keep herself up standing when all she wanted to do was melt in a puddle at his knees.

  “Beautiful…so beautiful, my Lori.”

  She gasped again, his kiss on the inside of her thighs setting her entire body in a tremor of desire. She couldn’t take anymore of his dawdling touches, prolonged anticipations and slow seduction. She needed him to touch her with more than a teasing stroke, to kiss her more than just a brush of his lips and to wrap her with his muscular body, not just his loving words. She needed more.

  “Reno…” she pleaded.

  He stood up and slowly turned her in his grasp, placing her back to his chest and wrapped his arms around her and rocking her gently from side to side, whispering in her hair, “My crazy Lori, you are all mine, only mine.”

  * * * *

  She was beautiful, her naked form bathed by the moonlight. She looked like a siren, a tempting sexual siren. He ran his hands down her neck, lightly over her shoulders taking notice of the erratic pulse that visibly jumped at the nap of her neck and down her arms, over her torso before he stopped at her hips. Her skin was like creamy silk. He leaned over, pushing her hair aside to expose the back of her neck, catching the scent of her perfume. Fresh and scented like the ocean breeze.

  Goose pimples formed as soon as he touched her and she shivered visibly. Though she stood without a stitch on her before him, he knew it wasn’t from the cold. He pressed a kiss at the base of her neck to confirm it. Yes, her body hummed with desire and lust for him. This was the first time he was going to make love to her as his wife, the moment he’d held himself off for, for days since he decided to make her his wife. He was about to make love to Loraine Albury for the first time and he was going to savor it.

  “Reno, you are torturing me,” she whispered as he continued to explore her with his lips and hands. Her voice was hoarse with arousal, which only increased his. As did the way her hands ran up and down the front of his thighs, barely touching his throbbing dick.

  “Am I? I thought I was pleasuring you,” he whispered back, settling his chin on her shoulder.

  Slowly, with a feather light touch, he traced his fingers up her belly to her torso. He drew his thumbs side to side under her breasts. Her breaths came heavy as she pushed her breasts out, weighty with need. Finally, he cupped her incredibly toned breasts, kneading them. They filled his hands nicely, in fact they felt bigger and firmer than the last time he had them in his hands. He massaged them with increasing pressure. She whimpered and he knew she wanted more, she’d be yelling for it soon if he didn’t oblige her. Freeing one hand, he lowered it to the apex of her hips. He growled when he found it bare and soft.

  He bit her earlobe and growled, “You shaved. I like.”

  He slid his fingers between her lower lips and stroked her unhurriedly. Not to satisfy her, just to tease her more. Her hips jerked forward on her whimper, her hands at his thighs fisting the fabric tightly. He pushed his finger inside her and she let out a startled cry, going up to her toes.

  “You’re so wet, you’re dripping. I want you to trickle into my mouth, I want to drink you, and I want my tongue inside you as I lap you up like a chestnut comb. I want to feast on you but I don’t think I could handle it without coming in my pants like a green teenage boy.”

  Still massaging her breast, he pushed in and out of her until her whimpers grew to desperate cries. “Reno please!”

  He released her and turned her around to face him. Her face was flushed with need. Slowly, he lowered her onto the bed and climbed over her. He ran his tongue over her lower lip and when she rose to kiss him fully, he pulled away. He moved to her breast and suckled a hard nipple. Closing his eyes he enjoyed his feast as her hands went into his hair pushing him down on her. He paid both breasts equal attention, suckling the nipple as he massaged the globes.

  “Reno please!” she cried out again.

  He released the nipple with a wet plop and moved lower, tongued her naval, kissed her firm belly and lay his cheek there imaging the prospects of a life growing in there for just a moment. Then he slid his hand between her legs and ground his palm against her. She bucked and he pushed himself up to watch her as she chased after a high only he could give. Her breasts bounced as she bucked, her entire body already perspiring and her face twisted in agony as she chewed mercilessly on her lower lip. It was going to be raw and bleeding by morning if she kept it up. She looked beautiful.

  He returned his mouth to her nipple, his free hand massaging her other breast as he increased the pressure of his palm, rotating it, sliding two fingers into her, pushing them in and out at an easy tempo.

  She bucked harder under him as she cried out for release her hands holding tightly onto the headboard, giving him more of her breasts. He feasted on her like a man starved and in seconds she exploded into acute pleasure her body trembling clenching his fingers.

  “I can never get enough of seeing that.”

  Before she could completely come down from her high ripples coursing through her, he quickly stripped his clothes off, pushed her thighs apart and thrust inside her. She gasped arching off the bed. She felt so good, her body still in spasms milking his engorged and sensitive member. He closed his eyes tightly and cursed. He was about to lose his load and he’d just entered her. He didn’t want it to be over so soon, he wanted to take her slowly but his body had been waiting weeks to find fulfillment in hers.

  * * * *

  Loraine looked up at her husband, his eyes tightly shut, his jaw slackened. He resembled a ma
n in pain, his entire body trembling above her. He was gorgeous. She raised her knees to her shoulders and he slipped deeper inside her with a curse.

  “Don’t move!” he ordered gruffly.

  Loraine smiled. It was her turn to do the torturing. She rotated her hips and Reno’s hands clamped down tightly on her hips.

  “Fuck it!” he snapped.

  Whatever good intentions he had flew out the window because he lost control and pound into her hard and fast. Loraine felt taken, consumed, possessed by the man inside her. His face was taunt, his body incredibly rigid as he moved powerfully above her grunting and groaning through clenched teeth. She felt the abating ember inside her from her previous orgasm suddenly rage into an inferno. She felt it scorch her, calling out his name, encouraging him to give her more, to take more and they crashed over the cliff together. The blissful sensation went on and on converging into one long stream of marvel capitalized by his jerking member coating the walls of her womb with his hot seed.

  She received him when he fell on top of her, his body slick with sweat and his breathing harsh in her ear as if he’d run a marathon. After a while, when both their breathing was back to normal, he rolled onto his back, taking her with him stilled connected.

  “That was wonderful, though I wanted it to last longer, you little minx!”

  Loraine smiled her head settled over his beating heart, listening to it slowly go back to normal. “Revenge is sweet!”

  He kissed the top of her head. “Sweeter than I ever thought possible. My sweet little wife,” he whispered in reverie.

  She leaned up to look at him. His eyes were dark liquid sweat dampened his forehead and his hair in shiny curls which was a mess from her hands. He looked royally fucked and she was glad to take the credit for it.

  Well, actually half the credit. She didn’t do much but that was about to change.

  She sat up astride him, careful to keep him inside her. The gleam in his eyes told her he’d caught on to her plan. She sighed, her entire body trembling when he swelled to full arousal, completely filling her up.