His Paris Affair (The Albury Affairs) (25 page)

“I remember that day like it was yesterday,” Melody spoke,
coming up beside him. They started their stroll on the path that they had then
like it was essential for them to stay true to the story. “It was cold that
day, so cold even the statues looked chilled covered in mounds of snow. We took
a stroll here right after your daddy proposed. I didn’t know why he wanted to
take a walk when all I wanted to do was run back to the hotel, call our family
and start planning for a June wedding.”

Ruiz chuckled. “You pouted all the way here and tried to
rush our stroll until I held you to my side.”

She shrugged. “I was excited. What did you expect?”

“Nothing less. Your enthusiasm is one of the things I love
about you.”

She smiled shyly up at him, then wrapped one arm around his
waist and leaned against his arm as they strolled.

“The urns were empty of those pretty flowers you see now and
the trees were bare. Despite the cold and snow, the park was still filled with
people lounging in the garden chairs and riding ponies like it was the middle
of summer instead of winter and the ground wasn’t completely covered in snow.
There was still so much beauty left in the sleeping garden, it’s no wonder
people were still drawn to it. We walked for a while enjoying the white
silence, with the Persians and the still ancient veterans of the garden.”

“Ruiz, that was beautiful.”

He smiled bashfully. “Thanks. I got it from one of the
reviews of the garden. I figured Esme would want to hear a more colorful
description instead of ‘so cool’ and ‘totally beautiful’.”

Melody laughed at that. “Again giving credit where it’s due
and not taking any yourself.
I
love
that about
you
. Please continue.”

“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 responded, 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.”