“You didn’t have to . . .”
“Hush, I wanted to.” He pulled off the cover as she looked inside at the beautiful necklace. On a thin chain of gold, was a round band of gold, and inside were three diamonds tethered together by an invisible cord that made them appear like they were floating. She understood the meaning of the three diamonds immediately and tears sprung to her eyes.
“It’s beautiful.”
“You are beautiful,” he repeated his words from earlier as he pulled the chain out of the box. “Now, let me put this on you.”
Jewel turned and lifted her thick mane of hair as he made quick work of the clasp and fastened the token of his love around her neck. She turned so he could see the glittering diamonds that lay just below her collar bone. It was lovely.
“Thank you, I love it,” she whispered.
Joseph bent to taste her lips once more. And he kissed her again until he needed more. When her hands began to pull his shirt out of his pants, he took over and led her to the bed.
He stepped away from her and began to finish what she started. He removed his shirt as her eyes feasted on his body. She took in his tatted arms and his chest. He knew what tattoo he was getting next. Diamonds, for his own precious Jewel.
When he stood in nothing but his boxers, Jewel took the hem of her slinky dress and pulled it over her head. In one swoop she stood before him in nothing but her emerald satin panties and bra.
His eyes were ablaze in a second, and not from the candlelight that cast their flickering glow all around them. They were alight for her.
Together they pulled the duvet off the bed and climbed in together. Hands reached for each other and touched, and grasped as they clung to one another.
After he removed her bra, and his boxers, he pushed her back so she was underneath him. Taking off her panties, he gazed down at her sweet pussy. He caught her lips and kissed her deeply, cupping her femininity. When she pushed herself into his hand, he knew she was ready but he wanted to be sure. His fingers slipped inside her folds, and he stroked her clit to help her find her pinnacle. She was so wet, so hot. So ready.
When she began to moan her pleasure, he couldn’t help himself any longer, and positioned himself at her entrance.
“I love you, Joseph,” she whispered as he paused above her to soak in her words.
He plunged inside, claiming her forever. “I love you too, Jewel. I love you too.”
And then, he began to move.
His cock pulled out, and then slid in again reaching her depths. Soon her hips rocked with his in that ageless, timeless rhythm. When her moans became frenzied whispers, and he felt the walls of her pussy began to close in around him, he picked up the pace so he could find his release with her.
“Oh, Joseph,” she cried when the first wave of pleasure crashed around her. “I’m yours. Always.”
“You are mine,” he claimed her, promising himself to always worship this remarkable woman. His cock surged forward once more and his climax came. He thrust deeply twice more, filling her with his cock while the walls of her pussy convulsed around him and milked him dry. He collapsed on top of her briefly, spent from his own powerful release, and turned to the side still deep inside her wet folds. He didn’t withdraw and she instinctively knew he wanted that. Positioning one leg over him, they stayed that way, connected, gazing into each other’s eyes and wordlessly communicated their love for one another.
Chapter 22
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The sound of his phone vibrating woke Joseph. They had just dozed off after another round of love-making. Glancing at the clock, he saw it was just after midnight.
He reached for it, trying not to disturb Jewel, but knew he failed when he heard her murmur sleepily, “Who is it?”
He chuckled. “I don’t know yet?” he replied and then into the receiver, “Joseph here.”
Jewel knew it was bad when he sat up ramrod straight in bed, and then felt his body shift as he swung his legs off the bed.
She, too, sat up, and pulled the duvet up to cover her breasts.
“When?” Then a few seconds later. “No, don’t do anything. We will be down in a ten minutes.”
At the ‘we’ Jewel asked, “What is it? Anything the matter.”
He stood and began to pull on his boxers as he gazed at her. He hated having to tell her this. But he didn’t want to keep it from her either. “Lesley and Wesley are here. And they just walked into The Rainmaker. That was Eve.”
“But they aren’t even eighteen yet,” she stated angrily as she got up and began to reach for her clothes.
“I know. But they do look older. And they showed the doorman ID. They are also not alone.”
His tone told her what she asked anyway. “Is it Justin?”
He nodded while he fastened his pants and then stopped to get his shirt that lie discarded on the floor. He handed her the emerald dress.
“I’m going to kill them.” He saw the fury in her eyes.