Shine Bright Like A Diamond: A BWWM Billionaire Love Story (11 page)

And when Almasi opened to door to face her handsome, kind, and oh so caring husband, she was a beautiful, beaming warrior.

Chapter6

Almasi stepped out of the bathroom. Jacob, who had been turned the other way, pivoted around, and beamed widely when he saw her. She was wearing that soft pink robe of hers, and she was smiling gently. She was beautiful. Jacob crossed the room and took her in his arms, drawing her in for a warm, tender kiss. He let go of her then and placed his hands around her waist, while her hands moved up to his shoulders to hug him loosely as they kissed. His fingers traveled up her waist and to her breasts, gently stroking her and caressing the softness and roundness of her curves.

They were definitely a little bigger than they had been a few weeks ago, Jacob thought as he massaged her tenderly. It made him happy to know that she was gaining a bit of weight, because it meant that she was comfortable and no longer had any need to stress over food portioning. Jacob sighed softly into their kiss. He was so happy to be providing for his wife.

Almasi allowed herself to forget the business aspect of their agreement and get lost in the bliss of kissing Jacob, taking in that feeling of being so safe and warm and secure in his arms. She moved her hands down to unbuckle his belt, and he mirrored her, untying the cinch of her robe. Almasi had a fleeting moment of anxiety—was she showing? Would he be able to tell? But as heat began to rise in her, she let that go, choosing to fall into the simple bliss of being with the man she loved. That would be enough, for now. She could tell him later, if she even decided to tell him at all. Now was not the time to be worrying about the pregnancy.

She finished the buckle and worked at the zipper of his pants, as Jacob unbuttoned his shirt with frantic fingers. When both of their bodies were bared, Jacob kissed Almasi full on the mouth and then guided her back to the bed, holding her hands in his own. Almasi lay back into the soft duvet and felt like she was lying on a cloud. Jacob pressed himself against her soft skin and kissed her, lightly at first, and then with more fervor as he went on. As they were kissing, his hand moved to circle her gently between her legs, and Almasi began to moan softly as he touched her firmly, moving a little faster as she became more breathless. His kissed moved from her mouth down to her neck, and then to her collarbones, her breasts, her stomach, and then to the warm wet place where she longed to feel him.

Almasi leaned back further into the pillows and grasped at the duvet beneath her, her legs beginning to tremble and her moans becoming more guttural as Jacob kissed and sucked and licked at her core with increasing intensity. Almasi let herself get lost in that bliss; in the feeling of being so close to the man she loved, in the ecstasy of all the little nerve ending in her body lighting up and the feeling of pleasure flowing through the entirety of her being.

Without moving his mouth away, Jacob brought his hands up to hers and laced their fingers together, and that small act of closeness put Almasi over the edge, and she cried out as she came, shaking and glowing and so full of pleasure. Jacob looked up at her, and she smiled. He moved to lay on his side next to her, cradling her closely in his arms. Almasi breathed deeply, and then, to her own surprise as much as Jacob’s, her breath hitched, and tears started flowing down her face. Suddenly her shoulders were shaking, and Jacob stroked her hand gently, a look of deep concern in his eyes.

“Almasi?” he asked tentatively. “What’s wrong?” Had he done something wrong just now? Why was she upset? Jacob knew that some people cried after sex, that it was a normal release and didn’t necessarily have anything to do with whether or not they had enjoyed the experience, but Almasi was not one of those people, so the tears rolling down her face alarmed him.

“It… I'm fine,” said Almasi shakily. She turned and looked into his eyes. “I promise, I would tell you if I were uncomfortable or hurt or anything like that, but that's not the case at all, so please don't worry. I just… I have no way of explaining it. I’m just so overwhelmed with everything right now. The diamond deal, the…” she stopped herself before giving away her other concerns, like the pregnancy and the blackmailing from Mr. Kofi Kumi. “…just, just everything. I’m sorry.” She leaned in and kissed him sweetly.

“Hey,” he said. “There's no need for you to be sorry. As long as you’re okay, I'm happy, Almasi.” He held her close, stroking her back gently as he murmured in her ear. “You're safe here, with me. I—” He nearly said “I love you,” but he realized what he was saying in time to stop, too afraid to admit it, and since she had already just been crying, he decided not to overwhelm her further, so he stopped. “I'm here for you, okay?”

“Okay,” she said, smiling a little wanly. She looked up at him again and kissed him gently, more chastely this time, pulling back after a few seconds. “Thank you,” she said quietly. Seeing the sincerity in his eyes, the compassion, the—could it be love?—Almasi began to tear up again. She let Jacob wrap her up in his arms and hold her close, and he let her weep softly against his chest, stroking her hair and kissing the side of her cheek until the tears were gone and she felt whole again.

Eventually, Almasi’s breathing returned to normal; an even breath in and out, and then she was dozing off in Jacob’s arms. He smiled softly, and when he knew she was completely asleep, he leaned in and kissed her forehead and whispered, “I love you.” Maybe tomorrow he would say it when she was awake. Maybe tomorrow he would have the courage to tell her how he truly felt. For now, though, he was tired too, and with one last look at the beautiful woman sleeping in his arms, Jacob closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

***

The next morning, Almasi woke up still wrapped in Jacob’s arms and smiled. She didn't move too much for fear of waking him up, but she yawned quietly and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. Her face felt a little grimy from last night’s tears. She would wash that all up later. For now, she felt serene. She looked up at the clock. It was only seven thirty, and she and Jacob had no commitments until well after noon.

The maid wouldn’t even be around until ten for breakfast, as Jacob had requested to sleep in, and although Almasi’s body clock would not allow her to sleep as late as Jacob could, she laid quietly in his arms and let him get his rest. As much as her life had been a roller coaster lately, she knew that Jacob’s had not been a walk in the park, either. He deserved to get as much sleep as he could get.

Eventually, Jacob woke up, and he smiled to know that the first sight he had to see in the morning was his beautiful wife. Almasi, for her part, marveled at how wonderful he looked when he had just woken up, how sweet and innocent and soft he was in this vulnerable state. His hair was a mess, and he had a little crinkled spot on the side of his face from where he had been pressed into the pillow. His eyes were the most startling blue, and the confused, sleepy wonder of first opening them in the morning softened them in a way that made them even more beautiful to look at. It was a sight that Almasi felt privileged to see.

She smiled back, and touched a hand to his cheek. He was so, so perfect. Almasi loved him so much; so much that it almost hurt her to think about what would happen all too soon. Thinking about him put a lump in her throat, and it made her heart beat faster, and here he was, lying next to her, so quiet and perfect She leaned in and kissed him softly, and he responded with equal tenderness, hugging her closer as they laid together in their sheets in the morning sunlight.

Eventually, Jacob pulled away carefully, yawning. He rubbed his eyes a little, and noticing Almasi’s expression of awe and delight, he grinned. “Would you like to shower with me?” he suggested. Almasi smiled back and nodded. So the two of them moved to get up, pushing back the soft white sheets. They stood, naked and warm in the morning sunlight, and then together they walked toward their master bathroom.

Jacob turned on the shower and waited for the water to heat up while Almasi went to the sink, splashing a little water on her face. She looked in the mirror over the sink, and decided that she looked good. Although she still held the weight of the previous day’s discovery and the situation with Kumi Diamonds, she was rested, awake and ready for the day. She smiled at her reflection, and then stepped away from the sink and walked over to join Jacob.

The water was hotter than usual today, which made Almasi smile to herself. She and Jacob sometimes bickered over the temperature when they showered together, because Almasi liked her showers and baths as hot as she could take them, and Jacob preferred the water to be warm, but not too hot. They had usually compromised to something in between, but today Jacob was clearly catering to his wife’s preferences. His skin had turned a little pinker than usual in the heat, and Almasi thought it was endearing and almost even adorable that he was putting in such an effort to please her.

She stepped into the large shower and kissed Jacob a little harder than usual. Was it the heat of the water, or was he blushing a little? Almasi did not have time to think about it, as she was far more interested in exploring the softness of her husband’s skin under the water, the firmness of his muscles, the feeling of his smile against her lips and she pressed their bodies together. She stroked his hair, kissing him intensely while he reached to touch her waist and rub her back. Their mouths opened to each other, and their tongues twisted and danced together in the heated exchange.

Suddenly, Almasi’s foot slipped beneath her, and as she stumbled to catch her balance on the slick marble of the shower floor, she accidentally bit down on Jacob’s lip. She pulled back to apologize, but as the “I’m so sorry” formed on her lips, she saw how dilated his pupils were, how flushed his face was (this could
not
just be from the hot water, she thought) and looking down, she saw how hard he was. She raised an eyebrow. “Oh?” she asked.

Jacob was both delighted and flustered. “Yeah,” he said.

“Do you… do you want me to do that again?” Almasi was fascinated as much as she was amused and aroused. They had never tried anything like this, and Jacob had typically been the one who took charge, anyway. She loved it, but if he wanted something different… well, she would be all too happy to concede to her blushing husband’s wishes.

She stepped closer to him again, and with her hands on his shoulders, tentatively tilted her head up to kiss him. After a moment, she bit down gently on his bottom lip, not enough that it would break the tender skin, but enough that he could feel it. It definitely had the desired effect, as she could feel Jacob’s heart beating faster, and he made a little sound in the back of his throat that was a mix between a whimper and a moan.

Gaining a little confidence, and knowing that Jacob would tell her if she needed to stop, Almasi kissed him harder, and trailed gentle bites down his neck and to his collarbones.

She made sure that there would be no visible marks on his neck where they could not be covered by a shirt, but once she got to his collarbones, she began to bite harder, sucking and leaving little marks just below the base of his neck and across to where his chest met his shoulder.

Jacob moaned louder, and as Almasi kissed and bit him, she trailed her hand down, laughing a little to herself as his hips bucked in anticipation. Grabbing a hold of him, she began to work her hand in the now familiar way that he had shown her when they had first gone to bed together, and soon Jacob could hardly continue standing, his knees were so weak with pleasure.

She stopped kissing and biting for a moment, and he took the opportunity to draw her close, squeezing her body firmly as he thrust himself into her. Their lips met again, and they kissed passionately as they moved together, in a strange combination of gentleness and roughness that Almasi had not known was possible. Her passion for him overcame her, and her body started shaking as she rocketed to her climax.

Jacob was not far behind, and as he came, Almasi drew his lips to hers and bit down again, feeling him moan against her mouth and the quaking convulsions of his orgasm in her body. Panting, they drew apart, and Almasi looked at Jacob in awe and wonderment. This was a side of him she had never seen before. He had always made himself vulnerable enough during sex, but this time he had let all pretensions go completely, trusting her not to hurt him just as much as she trusted him.

They smiled at each other, and then they drew each other close again in a hug. The rest of their shower was gentle and languorous, as they washed their own bodies and each other’s, not speaking much, but showing one another love through their gentle touches. When they were done, Jacob shut off the water and they stepped out, wrapping themselves in thick fluffy towels. Neither felt like getting dressed right away, so once they had dried themselves off, they climbed back into bed, facing each other and smiling softly as they stroked each other’s faces.

When Almasi looked at the clock and noticed that it was ten minutes to ten, she got up and got them each a robe to wear so they would be presentable when the maid came in with their breakfast. As Jacob wrapped his robe around himself, he touched idly at the fading bite marks Almasi had left, smiling to himself. He knew that hickies seemed kind of immature, but he had enjoyed it so much, and he got something of a thrill from being marked by the woman he loved.

Almasi noticed what he was doing, and she walked over to kiss him gently along his collarbone. Then Jacob touched his hand to her face, and they were kissing on the mouth again, so softly and tenderly. They sat back in their bed, and when the maid came, they were both smiling happily, with a small blush creeping along Jacob’s face.