by Christina OW
“The wide park, seasonal blooms and statues truly brought out the gloominess of the season. In a word, the park was a picture of white calm magnificence, a love affair between the old and the new in the statues, blooms and visitors. That’s it,” he chuckled, leading her down the path where their trip was headed all along.
“Then we arrived at the Fontaine Médicis, the most beautiful and romantic element in Jardin du Luxembourg,” Melody added in a revering soft tone. She released Ruiz and walked ahead until she got to the fountain. “And right here, my dear angel, is where your father and I took our vows,” she spoke as she turned around to face them, a watery smile on her lips and a gleam of unshed tears in her eyes.
“Your mommy looked just as beautiful on that day as she does now,” he said, walking towards her. He stopped once he was right in front of her with Esme between them, keeping them from getting much closer without squishing her. “And I love her more now than I did then, even though she’s grown more neurotic and annoying than she was then.”
She laughed, the tears finally falling. She sat down along the basin, her hands touching the structure like it was made of gold and it held honey and not concrete full of water.
“I can still feel the magic that was present that day, the love…it’s overwhelming. I’m glad we got married the way we did. I’m even more glad that we are here together, with our daughter.” She chuckled shaking her head. “I never thought I would have this. Not after all we’ve gone through.”
Ruiz sat next to her with Esme on his lap. He cupped Melody’s cheek in his hand and smiled when she leaned into his touch. “I choose to believe that we were meant to go through what we did. We almost broke and I’m glad we didn’t. I believe it has only made us stronger and it has taught us valuable lessons for the future.”
She scooted closer, placing her head on his shoulder and wrapping her arms around him and Esme. “We are stronger…but that doesn’t mean I’m ready to face more trials. I don’t want to be without you ever again. A year was long enough.”
His arm now around her shoulders, he hugged her tight to him. Everything would be fine as long as his mother stayed out of his life and the past remained in the past.
* * * *
Melody smiled like a content cat when she felt Ruiz’s hands move over her naked body under the covers. She could get used to waking up like this. She shifted back into the curve of his warm body around hers.
She felt his lips on her shoulder then her neck and finally her ear before he whispered, “Are you awake yet?”
The feel of his wet breath in her ear sent shivers down her spin. She gasped when his hand slid down her hip to her thigh. His hand then pushed between her thighs and moved up until it reached the center. Melody hungrily rocked against his hand. Just that simple touch had her burning with an inferno of need. Yes, she was sore from the night of wild love making, but she couldn’t help her addiction to having him inside her.
“I’m very, very much awake.”
He moved up and that’s when she felt it. He was hot and pulsing as he rubbed against the crease of her ass.
“Good, open your legs for me,” he ordered gruffly already pulling her thighs apart.
The moment her top leg lifted, he moved his legs between hers, then with one jerk of his body he was inside her. Melody gasped, her head leaving the pillow as she went to sit up. Ruiz pulled her back roughly, pushing at her waist to reposition her so that he could push deeper, all the way into her. Melody cried out as she struggled to push herself up on her elbow. But he pulled her arm from under her ad she fell back flat on her side onto the bed.
He suckled her earlobe into his mouth, held it between his teeth and whispered, “You feel so damn good Mel. Lift your head.”
Dazed, Melody did as he asked. He placed his muscled upper arm under her head as a cushion of thick muscles as his hand snaked down to cup her breast. She was glad he didn’t squeeze it, it was already full and heavy with milk and soon the weight would hurt.
“Does it hurt?” he asked between wet kisses to her ear and cheek.
She shook her head. “They will soon, so hurry up!” she ordered. His hoarse chuckle in her ear turned her on even hotter.
“So impatient.” He hiked her leg higher. “This is going to be just a fuck—hard, rough and fast. Nothing like we’ve done before.”
Melody trembled in anticipation. She moved him up to grab his hair. “Stop talking. Fuck now.”
He growled before he drew his hips back and slammed back inside her. Melody choked on a scream. If that first thrust was the preview, she was in for one hell of a ride. He grunted heavily in her ear with each stroke he slammed inside her. His hand on her breast moved to her arm and with the tight grip he had on her thigh he pinned her in place as he pushed inside her over and over again, jerking her entire body with each thrust he made inside her.
She cried out with each stroke, her grip in his hair painfully tight. Her body already trembling with the onset of an orgasm. Melody had heard of hard six and she always wondered if she would like it. Now she knew she most definitely liked been taken with reckless abandon.
Her cries were mixed with pleading whimpers, begging Ruiz for more as her insides twisted in knots. She was about to come and hard.
“No you don’t, not yet.” With an arm wrapped around her waist, Ruiz shifted her, placing her on her knees and elbows and stayed very still.
Melody whined at the denied orgasm. Her body shook like a junkie in need of a fix and Ruiz held her drug of choice in his control. “Please,” she begged, pushing her back onto him.
He rotated his hips, his cock tickling her walls, teasing and torturing her even more.
“I’ve always fantasized about taking you like this. I’ve fantasized about a lot—mostly depraved sexual fantasies in crazy positions. Although, that’s a story for another day. Right now…”
She felt him leave her body before he rammed back into her in a loud slap of flesh against flesh. Melody came then, hard and loud like a bowstring snapping broken after being stretched past capacity. Ruiz placed his hand on the back of her neck and pushed her down, into the pillow to muffle her screams. She might have had some hope of having a few working brain cells left if he wasn’t pistoning inside her prolonging her orgasm. She realized as she was coming down from her high that he must like that, thrusting inside her hard and fast as her body spasmed around him. One hand on her beck and the other on her hip, he pulled her back each time to meet his every forward thrust. They would collide hard and Melody would cry out into the pillow at the pleasure—pain it caused. She could hear the loud slap of flesh against flesh mixed with Ruiz’s harsh grunts with each collision of their bodies as his movements on and inside her body grew frenzied. She could sense he was close and so was she as she began to push against him harder.
One, two, three and her world exploded in lights as she came apart in convulsions under him. She wasn’t sure how much longer Ruiz went on because the buzzing in her ears and thick fog in her head had left her deaf, dumb and blind. As her mind began to clear, she heard the roar behind her, her body vibrating like an aftershock of his spasming one. She fell flat on the bed when his grip on her slacked and bounced when Ruiz fell heavily next to her on the bed. With the little strength she had left, she turned her head to face him. His eyes were closed, his mouth wide open as he heaved for breath. He was wet with sweat and his body still twitched from his hard orgasm. He looked beautiful. She watched him silently as he caught his breath and his body relaxed.
When she was sure he could hear her, she said, “We should do that more often.”
His lips shifted into a tired smile. “Often, but not too often or we’ll burn out,” he breathed.
She moved to lay closer to him.“You? Burned out? never!”
He chuckled. “Thanks for the ego stroke but I can’t promise you that performance every time.” He slapped her bare ass. “Shower then go feed our daughter.”
“Yes, sir,” she respon
ded, kissing his cheek. She moved to lift herself onto her knees but the sharp pain between her legs made her pause with a wince.
“What’s wrong? Damn, did I hurt you?” he sat up quickly his hand stroking her back.
“How about a lift to the shower?” She smiled at him.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have been so rough. I lost control,” he said guiltily.
Melody shook her head. “Don’t do that. Don’t turn what we just did into something to be ashamed about. Come on, take a shower with me.”
He nodded, gently taking her in his arms and carrying her to the shower.
* * * *
Ruiz watched Melody as she stepped out of the shower and reached for her terry robe. She looked beautiful while wet from head to toe. In the Bahamas, he spent more time starring at her wet bikini clad body that would be considered a grade higher than stalker appropriate. She was beautiful then but now, her post-baby body had filled out in all the right places. She looked even sexier. It had been a hell of a task keeping himself in check as he washed her.
“Ruiz, how long are you going to stay in there? Come out we have things to do.”
He watched her through the mirror as she dried her hair, the robe parted at the front to expose the ripe curves of her breasts. With a groan he pulled the shower door closed and turned off the hot water, increasing the cold.
“Shit!” he yelled when the icy cold water hit everywhere at once, cooling his body and his ardor.
“Are you okay in there?”
“Just perfect,” he answered through chattering teeth.
He planned to stand under the cold shower until he was sure he wouldn’t jump Melody when he saw her, but in the next minute Melody’s scream sent him rushing out of the shower. He was glad he had the mind to shut the water off and wrap a towel around his waist considering the threat.
“Hallooo brother-in-law!” Loraine said with a sing song voice and a leering perusal of his half naked body.
“Loraine, eew!” Riana said her face twisted in disgust.
With hands on his hips, Ruiz stared at his sister and sister-in-law sited on a now stripped bed, with a shake of his head. “Hallo to you too Loraine. What are you two doing here?”
Loraine patted the spot next to her on the mattress. “Missing all the action apparently.”
“I think I just puked in my mouth a little,” Riana moaned, her hand pressed to her throat.
“You guys are early!” Melody shrieked, picking up the discarded sheets from the floor. “How did you even get in?”
“A very nice lady holding a fussy baby let us in.”
Riana said that casually, but Ruiz has known his sister long enough to know she was building up to something and he knew what.
She turned to him with a glare. “Funny thing, she said the baby was yours, but that couldn’t be because my brother and sister-in-law wouldn’t be so selfish as to keep that news to themselves.”
Loraine whistled, reclining to her elbows effectively pushing her large belly out. “Yup, she’s about to bitch big time. I go next.”
“Well, ah, I would like to stay and get bitched at, but my boobs are about to explode, so bye!” She rushed for the door, but stopped dead when Riana said, “Allan is out there waiting for you.”
Melody span around to face him wide eyed. Yup, he understood that fear just fine.
“Hey, if you let me borrow your husband for a while I’ll put in a good word for you.”
“What!” Ruiz and Melody blurted out together. Ruiz wasn’t sure, but he could swear Loraine just propositioned him.
Riana just covered her face and muttered, “Lord help her.”
“Yup, that’s right! We know you two got hitched and without so much as an invitation card to your family.” She gave her head a sad shake. “Talk about selfish.”
The door opened then behind Melody and she jumped with a shout to face it. Jackie stepped in with a whimpering Esme. “Melody, Ruiz your daughter isn’t going to wait any longer.”
Her hand over her heart Melody exclaimed, “Jackie, you scared me!”
Ruiz let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. He hated to admit it, but for a moment he thought it was Allan come to kill him.
“Nanny, I don’t think I can hold her right now. I’m shaking too much.” She held her hands up as proof and they truly were shaking.
Ruiz made sure the towel around his waist was secure before he moved to take Esme from Jackie. Holding her against his chest with one arm with his free hand he took Melody’s arm and led her to the settee by the window. He settled her down then handed Esme to her.
“Go on, feed her. Jackie will sit with you.” He turned to the older lady who took that as her cue and moved to sit down next to Melody. “She’ll protect you from the big bad dragon.”
Melody laughed nervously, parting her robe and giving Esme who’d already started crying for her breast. “Very funny. I don’t know why I reacted that way. I knew he was coming—and he’s my brother for crying out loud. Not the terminator!”
Ruiz wasn’t so sure about that. Allan would probably love to terminate him but he took care not to say that to Melody. She was panicked enough. He brushed her wet hair behind her shoulders. “Hey, calm down. You haven’t seen him for a very long time, its natural to feel anxious, all things considered.”
He felt a warm hand on his shoulder and he turned to look up at Riana’s understanding face. He stood and hugged her. “It’s good to see you baby sister.”
She rubbed his back in that gentle motherly way. “It’s good to see you to…just not all of you.”
“I’m happy to see all of you,” Loraine piped up.
He shifted his gaze to Loraine. She was still laying on the bed, but her arms were now lifted out to him. “Come give me a hug…and a little more.”
“Loraine!” Melody exclaimed.
Ruiz chuckled releasing his sister. “Reno still holding out on you?”
Her arms dropped along with her leering gaze and provocative smile. “He’s punishing me, I just know it.”
Riana sighed. “He’s not punishing you, he’s just being cautious.”
Loraine pushed herself up to a sitting position and glowered at her. “Cautious? How cautious was Allan when you were carrying AJ?”
Ruiz suddenly felt very uncomfortable. He didn’t like the direction the conversation was taking. “I’d rather not know about that, thank you.”
Riana tagged playfully at the towel. “Ditto.”
“Fine.” Ruiz tagged on the tail end of her braid and with a quick kiss on her forehead rushed to the walk-in closet.
Usually he took just a few minutes to get ready, but today he was taking longer. He knew what he was doing. He was stalling. Why? Because he was not looking forward to seeing Allan now that all the cards were on the table. Sure he may have known about Melody and him and probably right from the start, but thanks to Reno he’d held off confronting Ruiz. Now it was time for Ruiz to face the music and without his brother shielding him. It was time for him to face all his responsibilities. Ruiz lifted his left hand and stared at his ring. He rotated it with his thumb, amazed at how normal it looked on his finger. He hadn’t taken it off since Melody handed it to him to wear for his mother’s benefit. Melody also hadn’t taken off her rings—except her engagement ring, which she did when she had to. The large stone was a little cumbersome to work with on her hand, especially when she was tending to Esme. She was afraid it would cut her like it had cut him when she slapped him. He chuckled, running his thumb over the skin where the cut had been. He’d bled some and even now if he touched it lightly he could feel the bump.
The knock on the door drew his attention tight before it flew open. Loraine stood there with one hand on the door knob and the other on her belly, clearly disappointed.
“You’re already dressed,” she pouted.
Ruiz chuckled shaking his head as he approached her. He kissed her cheek. “I would hug you but I’m afraid your hands
would wander.”
“No they wouldn’t!” she denied with a conspiratorially smile and nod.
“Reno is going to get pissed when he finds out you’re trying to get me into bed.”
She frowned. “So what? It would serve him right for the torture he’s putting me through!”
“Loraine, you’ve got to understand him. He lost it when he found you pale, unconscious and bleeding. It was worse when he found out defending yourself from those two crazies caused it. A new husband and he’d already failed to protect you and his baby.”
Loraine bit on her lower lip thoughtfully. “I guess you’re right—but he can’t introduce me to mind blowing sex then put me out to pasture when he knocks me up!”
Ruiz chuckled at. “Okay. If I promise to speak to my brother will you stop coming on to me, for my wife’s sake?”
She narrowed her eyes at him. “Would you make love to your wife when she’s pregnant?”
He snorted. “Bigger boobs, bigger ass? She’d have to beat me off her with a stick.”
She beamed up at him. “I knew I liked you the moment I met you.”
He cocked his brow. “When you met me you offered friendship and a shallow grave in one breath.”
She winked at him. “What can I say, I’m intriguing like that.” Then seriously she added, “Don’t worry about Allan. All he cares about is that his sister is happy.”
He hugged her then. “Thanks sis.”
“Sis? Now I can never hit on you again!” she lamented.
“Thank God.” He pulled out of the hug, sidestepping her hand and rushing out of the bathroom and the bedroom all together.
“About time you got out here,” Allan said gruffly.
Reno and Matthew were seated causally on the couch, looking very amused with the whole situation. That’s when Ruiz realized his brother wasn’t going to have his back this time. He was going to have to face down with his brother-in-law alone.
And just for a moment, Ruiz entertained the idea of opening the door and stepping back into the room and using his sister as a shield. Instead he stepped away from the door, burying his hands in his pockets to hide his clenched fists and said, “Allan, we have a lot to talk about.”
