“It’s nothing, I…” she said, her voice trailing off as she hugged herself and looked out through the large kitchen window at the sunset. The view was breathtaking as the kitchen window overlooked the beautiful hills in the countryside.
He drew in a deep breath.
“I know what it is.”
“No, you don’t. You don’t understand.” Her gaze failed to meet his as she continued to look outside avoiding his eye contact.
“Whenever we get this close it’s always the same, Amber. You need to let go and just be okay. I love you, all of you, just the way you are.”
“I…I know.” She closed her eyes, breathing deeply then opening them again. “Sometimes, I just can’t help it, Jules. I’m sorry.”
“No. Don’t be. The only person who should be sorry is the coward who did this to you and…your family. What happened to you is not your fault, Amber. But you’re still beautiful.”
“My skin is not, Jules. I know you’re just trying to be kind—”
“What?” Heat rushed through Jules’s gut and it had nothing to do with passion. He felt his heart squeeze in his chest. “What are you talking about, Amber? How could you think I’m being patronizing? You should know me better than that by now.”
“I know you are a perfect gentleman, Jules. You were raised right. But…”
He could see tears threatening to fill her eyes. He reached over to her and pulled her close. If he could only get his hands on the idiot who killed her parents and brother in the accident and sped off leaving his beautiful wife scarred for life, both in body and psyche. Damn it! It wasn’t fair. And the first guy Amber had trusted to sleep with, he let her down even worse, making her even more self-conscious and feeling less worthy, when in fact, she was ten thousand times worthy—she was precious like a rare flawless diamond and she meant the world to Jules.
Yeah, Amber meant the world to him. But would she let him inside her world, completely? If he was honest with himself, he’d admit he didn’t help matters much being away so much. He could have postponed some of his trips or have one of his senior executives take his place. But maybe he was just too overwhelmed with the changes in his life.
Jules already had his men on the job, looking into the accident case that was reopened recently by the Mayberry Hill Police Department. He had connections and they were already hot on to some leads. Apparently, there had been a witness who had recently come forth after a cold case files program was aired on the local network.
It was bad enough that Amber had to deal with the massive changes to her body during the childbirth process and the after effects of giving birth, but now memories of her past came back to haunt her as she watched herself every day in the mirror. Her more prominent scars since childbirth had her feeling less than sexy. She had already explained that to Jules and he’d tried hard to understand, all the while, feeling contempt for the person, or persons, responsible. He would find that suspect, even if it was the last thing he did.
He loved Amber, more than he’d desired any woman in his life. He couldn’t imagine his life without her. A vein throbbed in his temple at the mere thought of losing her again—even emotionally. They’d gotten so far in their relationship since they rekindled what they’d once had—and now this.
“I love you, Amber. I love all of you and I want you to know that you are the most beautiful woman I’ve had the honor of being with. You’re so caring and thoughtful, kind and have a heart of gold.” It was true and he loved everything else about her, too.
Her beautiful, large, almond-shaped eyes, framed with long, thick, dark lashes and her heart-melting smile, always ready to brighten a room or cheer up anybody who needed it.
“Not to mention, you’re the best mother in the world. You do your work with love and warmth twenty-four-seven. You’re amazing, you know that?” he said softly, as he tilted her chin up to look deeply into her eyes.
“Th-thank you, Jules. You’re wonderful. Sometimes, I feel as if I don’t des—”
“No. Don’t say it. You deserve everything good in life, Amber. God knows you’ve paid the price. Nothing good in life comes easy, remember that. I’m here for you. My family is here for you.”
“I know,” she said, her voice filled with emotion. “Jules, I’m just so…worked up right now…so on edge. I really want us to be…close but…I need to relax. I wish I had something to help me to relax, Jules. I just wish…”
“Listen, I’ve got something for you,” he said, pulling her gently in his direction. He leaned down and reached into the side of his luggage and pulled out a gift set that contained some sensuous body massage oils. He’d had this in mind while on his trip. Amber had always told him that she enjoyed massage therapy in the past but stopped doing it and right now, she didn’t trust anybody to get close to her body, to see her scars. There were times when she was okay with her body and other times when her body image issues got the best of her. “Let’s go to the guest room,” he said gently.
“But, you must be tired, jet-lagged. You just flew in.”
“Oh, please. When am I ever beat?”
“That’s true.” Amber grinned. “You’re all work and…all work.”
He chuckled. “Besides, I had plenty of time to rest and shower on the plane.”
“Oh, yeah, I forgot, you executive folk travel on those Emirate-like flights with gold-plated faucets, private showers and boardrooms up in the sky while you conduct the next business deal…” she playfully teased him.
“And when you’re ready, you’ll be flying with me on my trips—you and Crystal. I want to take you all over the world on a sightseeing excursion. You said you wanted to visit every continent, remember?”
“You remembered that?” she gushed. The look of surprise on her face was priceless. Amber told him that when he’d first met her, a while back.
“Honey, I don’t miss anything when it comes to you. It was supposed to be a surprise, but I think you could use a little cheering up.”
She smiled appreciatively.
Jules led Amber into the guest room, a spare room actually, not far from the nursery, with a gorgeous backdrop of the countryside.
Amber got comfortable on the bed while Jules dimmed the light and powered on the musical stand. A romantic classical piece played over the speakers on low volume.
In spite of her inner doubts and bouts of insecurity, the feeling of desire for Jules overwhelmed her. His sexiness in his tailored dark suit unbuttoned and exposing his white shirt and the way his muscular chest filled out in his attire. She admired his broad shoulders and tall frame. Amber couldn’t wait to feel his naked hard muscles on his arms and chest again. This time, not stopping from going all the way. Her eyes explored his dark, sexy-as-sin brown eyes and her heart melted into a warm smile.
Oh, Jules.
There was something so magical about his nearness, his presence, his aura. She just couldn’t describe it. There was no other man in her life for whom she’d had this intense feeling. Not even her ex. And it was more than just his delicious physical attributes. He was all heart and soul and that was what turned Amber on the most. The way he went out of his way to make her feel special. The way he was so protective of her. It could not have been easy for a man like that to have to wait so long until her body recovered to get intimate. Yet, like a true gentleman, he’d not only waited patiently but made her feel okay about it all.
Amber couldn’t wait to see what Jules had in store. Part of her was thrilled yet another part of her was terrified.
Earlier she could see raw hurt glinting in Jules’s lovely dark eyes when she hesitated as he slid his warm hand over her scars. There were times when she felt ugly and unappealing but the way he stroked her skin as if she was a princess changed all that. How could she not trust him? He was nothing like her ex. Nothing at all. Not even close. He was everything and more. If she was honest with herself, as much as Jules told her she was beautiful, she’d been tormented by feelings of worthlessness before but
not now. She was who she was. And even though each scar reminded her of that dreadful accident that stole her family and brought on her body image issues, she was a new woman. A mother and a wife. A Romero. And she was darned proud of it, too. She felt blessed to be Jules Romero’s wife and Crystal’s mommy.
“Jules,” she said playfully despite her nervousness. “What do you have in mind?”
“Oh nothing. Just a little massage to help you relax.” He grinned, a devilish gaze in his dark, beautiful eyes.
“Oh,” she responded, heat surging through her body. For the first time in months, Amber felt sexy. It was just the two of them. Alone. She’d just showered prior to Jules’s arrival so she felt refreshed. Just as he had done on the plane before landing in Canada.
“Now, just relax, baby, close your eyes and listen to the music.” His voice was deep, sensuous and low. His silky voice always caused a sexual reaction in her body. Her thoughts swirled wondering what type of massage he would give her. She tingled from head to toe at the thought of his soft touch on hers again. Her breath quickened and her heart raced like crazy.
Would she stop him again as she had done in the past when he attempted to seduce her—or even undress her? She prayed not. She was so ready. Her body felt electrical currents zapping through her veins.
There was something magical about her tall, dark and sexy husband that captivated her each and every time. Now, she had nothing to worry about. No interruptions. No sore muscles and the fatigue she’d been feeling during the past few months since the baby was born was finally lifted. She felt revitalized. She was feeling more and more like herself. A delicious heat surged through her at the thought of what was to come.
“Okay,” she obeyed him. “I’ll relax.” She drew a deep breath and exhaled all the worries in her mind. Amber enjoyed the scent of his aftershave as he pressed his lips to her neck again.
Her nose caught a hint of the French vanilla candles that Jules had just ignited in the room. That was all part of the ambiance. A romantic massage wouldn’t be the same without the soothing ambiance of tea candles to create a luminous effect. Did Jules always think of everything?
Here he was, just fresh from a business trip and even though he rested on the plane, he was ready and pumped to enjoy the night with her.
Jules guided her down slowly on the bed, admiring her body and kissing her shoulder before easing her out of her clothes and then laying a towel over her back as she lay on her front on top of the silky rose-colored bedspread.
Jules unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off so as to get more comfortable, exposing his rock hard abs and muscular chest. A wide grin of approval touched Amber’s lips. She couldn’t wait to run her hands down his firm flesh.
He then reached over to the bottle of oil and poured some rose elixir in his hand. Hmm, the scent was delicious and relaxing, sweet. Amber had read somewhere that although lavender oil was recommended for relaxation, rose oil was used more for romance and creating that special sensual feeling. That was just what she craved at the moment. Romance with her sexy husband Jules.
“Oh, Jules,” Amber groaned with delight as Jules spread the silky warm oil over her back, then with his strong, soft hands, he massaged her flesh using languid strokes to help relax her muscles. She savored the movements of his strong hands over her naked body as he magically relieved the pent-up pressure she had in her body. Jules really knew how to work those wonderful hands of his. Amber visualized his sexy hands exploring more of her body in the most erotic ways imaginable. Excitement exploded in her belly at the deliciously naughty thought.
“Feel good?” he purred in a sexually-charged deep silky voice.
“Hmm, yes,” she murmured, her eyes closed as she enjoyed the flow of energy from his lovely hands to her now deeply relaxed body.
“Good!” Jules continued to delight her body.
Oh, my. This romantic massage thingy was the best thing she’d ever experienced. She was feeling wonderfully sedated, sensual.
Gently, Jules slid his lovely hands down to her buttocks and she jolted with surprise. The way he sensuously eased his hands around her flesh sent currents of desire through her. “You okay, baby?” he asked in a low voice.
“Oh, yes. Please continue,” Amber murmured, enjoying the experience.
His hands worked their magic over the mound of flesh on her derriere, kneading and caressing while she felt aroused between her thighs, throbbing with want. “Oh, Jules,” she cried out to her amazing husband.
“Hmm, glad you like it.” He lowered his head and nipped her on her bottom. She felt a tingling sensation slide through her body, enjoying his playfulness.
She didn’t know what got into her all of a sudden but her inhibition evaporated. She felt more free, more relaxed, more desirable.
And she was hungry for Jules. Feeling rejuvenated, she turned on the bed to face him.
“What are you doing? I’m not finished with you yet.”
“Oh, yes you are, darling,” she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him gently to her. She pressed her lips to his and suckled on his sweet lips. He kissed her tenderly, softly sending shivers of delight down her spine. Oh, his lovely kiss was intoxicating. Her body reacted accordingly.
Amber’s hands then moved and slid down his firm, muscular chest enjoying the silky feel of his magnificent, solid body. “Oh, baby, I’ve missed you so much,” she cooed.
“Oh, Amber, I’ve missed you, too. You have no idea how crazy I’ve been without you,” he growled as he held her firmly and kissed her passionately. And not just any passion, it was the type that virtually melted her inside and sent her heartbeat soaring, all her erogenous areas spinning out of control. Her body shuddered uncontrollably. It had been too long since they’d both been intimate and this was their first time with each other as husband and wife.
Her body pulsated anticipating Jules’s passionate seduction. He traced the outline of her jaw with his fingers and she tingled at his soft touch. He stroked her sending waves of pleasure through her veins. His soft lips caressed her neck and she arched her back in ecstasy, moaning in her throat.
He then brought his lips back to hers and hungrily devoured hers as she enjoyed the soft eroticism. His tongue slid inside her parted lips and she moaned with pleasure while his hands explored her body. Jules continued to pleasure her, next he nibbled on her earlobe while his hands squeezed her rounded hips. She desperately wanted to feel him inside her more than anything.
Jules moved down toward her naked breasts and she was turned on by the way he cupped her breast while teasing her hard nipple with his thumb. He moved his lips over to her other breast and slid his tongue over her tight nipple, stroking her gently as she arched her back and gasped uncontrollably with delight. Pulsations rippled through her body as his tongue circled and danced over her nipple, licking and sucking her sensitive bud. The space between her inner thighs pulsed and throbbed in response, desiring his magical penetration.
“Oh, God, you’re so beautiful,” he groaned in between kissing and sucking on her naked skin.
She whimpered in response, her hands firmly squeezing his muscular back, enjoying his heated passion and the feel of his hard erection pressing through his pants as he leaned over her.
Breathing hard she begged him to take her. Panting, she felt nervous as he slid his tongue further down her body toward her inner thighs. She felt his tongue glide over her scars and drew in a deep breath and closed her eyes then opened them again.
Jules gently moved his hand over her soft hairs between her legs, admiring her body, a wicked grin on his handsome face. He lowered his head to her mound of flesh and slid his tongue out and stroked her gently and she let out a moan of passion, breathing hard. Again, he slid his tongue over her throbbing folds and kissed her gently, then his mouth covered her sex and with more passion he sucked on her sensitive skin, pressing his lips to her inner thighs sending shivers of delight spiraling through her. Amber arched her back on the
bed, her hands firmly pressed on his head while he kissed the sensuous swell between her legs, hungrily and then sweetly until he brought her to an orgasmic explosion. Her body trembled and her muscles went into spasms on the bed as he pleasured her to dizzying heights, leaving her breathing hard and fast and incredibly relaxed, deeply sated.
A satisfied grin on his face, Jules used the back of his hand to wipe Amber’s love juices dripping from his chin. He then slinked up to Amber and kissed her neck passionately then her lips and they both devoured each other hungrily for a moment, enjoying each other’s body. Amber couldn’t wait to go down on her husband and she playfully pushed him on his back on the bed, a look of delight on his face as she unzipped his pants and eased him out of his silk boxer shorts, freeing his long, hard erection. She held his throbbing shaft in her hand and stroked it gently up and down, enjoying the low groans coming from his lips. Amber lowered her head to her husband’s manhood and extended her wet tongue over his shaft as he moaned in pleasure. She continued to claim his erection between her soft lips, moving up and down his length while moving her hand in motion to the base, sucking hard then soft until he came violently, his warm release spilling over. She moaned with satisfaction.
Amber reached for the condom in the drawer and couldn’t wait to rip it open and roll over on Jules’s manhood. She wanted him deep inside her. Her body was on fire, sizzling uncontrollably for his sweet invasion. Even though she knew they were both healthy, it seemed like the best way to have intimacy. Besides, she knew it was her only source of birth control—just in case the doc had been wrong about Jules’s not being able to impregnate her.
In the romantic candlelit room, they at long last consummated their love. Before long, Jules was inside her, filling her, pleasuring her to soaring heights as he made love to her. Amber tightened around his well-proportioned erection enjoying the feel of him thrusting inside her, moving hard and fast, pounding inside her flesh, shaking the bed and rocking her world. The heat of his passion filled her as he ravenously devoured her with his passion. Amber wrapped her legs around his firm waist and moaned uncontrollably as he pounded with lustful abandon. She could not believe how good Jules felt. What had she been missing out on?
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