Three months laterReinaldo“I’m not going to lie, having you naked in my arms in your childhood bedroom with the capo in the next room is a bit…unnerving.”Jasmine wiggled under the blankets, her petite hand moving down my torso, finding my hard cock. As one hand moved up and down the shaft, she peppered my chest with kisses, her lips moving lower.“You’re trying to get me killed. Is that it?”She shook her head, her flowing long red hair tickling my skin as her kisses went lower still. All at once I rolled us, me landing on top as I lowered myself, my mouth landing right at the height of her perky round breasts. She shrieked when I sucked one nipple. As it hardened and she squirmed, I took a playful nip.Jasmine’s laughter filled the room.“I sure as fuck hope these walls are soundproof.”My wife cupped my cheeks. “I never heard Dario through the wall.”“Because he’s an old man.”“We’re here to celebrate Ariadna Gia’s first birthday,” she reminded me. “I’d say he can still get it up
Four days laterJasmineWe’d spent the last few nights at Aléjandro and Mia’s house. Now, with Arianna on her way from Kansas City to meet her grandson, Jorge, it was time for us to move up to Sacramento. We had no way of knowing if Jorge had been the planned name all along, but the way Josefina’s face lit up when she first held the perfect seven-pound, thirteen-ounce bundle of joy confirmed that it was the perfect name.The first night in our home, just as I settled under the covers of our bed and began reading a new book, the door to our bedroom opened inward, and Rei entered, looking tired and oh so handsome.“How is your mom doing?” I asked.“She’s settled. I think she wanted to stay with baby Jorge longer.”“She’ll have more chances after Mrs. Luciano leaves.”Rei began to remove his shirt. “Madre has an entire wing for her and her guards, but I have the feeling she’s going to want to spend time with us.”“That’s good.”“It is?” he asked.“Out on Bella” —I sighed— “before everyth
ReinaldoBurying my nose in Jasmine’s hair and inhaling her honeysuckle scent calmed the raging beast within me. It was as if I could physically feel my blood pressure dropping to a healthy reading. Her arms wrapped around my torso as she laid her face against my chest. It took a moment for me to realize she was crying. Loosening my grip, I palmed her cheeks and tilted her face toward mine. “Why are you crying?”She blinked, her blue eyes staring up at me. “I’ve been so scared. I was afraid something terrible happened.” She shook her head. “It was a feeling I couldn’t shake.”“Sí, something did.” Ignoring the others in the room, I turned to mí madre. “Jano and I need to talk to you.”“If this is about Herrera’s yacht, su padre already told me.”My brother inhaled. “There’s more.”Madre visibly paled as she sat on the sofa and reached for Viviana’s hand. Her lips began to tremble. “Not su padre.” She shook her head. “No. No. No.” Each word was louder than the one before.Jano and I wen
Seven hours earlierJasmineAléjandro and Mia’s stateroom was next door to ours. I hadn’t determined if they could have heard Rei and me through the walls, but I didn’t doubt it was a possibility. Since Rei left, there wasn’t anything to hear except music or a podcast.During a few of my late-night sleepless hours, I’d tried unsuccessfully to recreate the orgasms Rei had wrung from me. I tried pretending they were his fingers and not mine. I even imagined his tongue and whatever he did with his teeth. My imagination could get me wound up, but the coming down was anti-climactic in all senses of the term.It seemed impossible to be bored on a superyacht, but I was. I’d completed all the assignments for my classes, read two books, and spent more time than ever in my life resting in the sun. I was a newlywed and what I really wanted was time with my husband.With dinner not being served until eight at night, I was showered and dressed, with over an hour to kill. Going out onto the balcony
ReinaldoThe fucking car smelled like fast-food and body odor. It wasn’t a good combination. I tried to remember Jasmine’s honeysuckle scent as I stared through the windshield of the inconspicuous sedan. This was the fifth night of surveillance outside Myshkin’s club in the bratva territory. At nearly two in the morning, we were no closer to going back to Bella than we’d been when we stepped off the fucking boat deck.“I need to piss,” Diego said, opening the car door.Laying my head against the seat, I dreamed of less time undercover and more time under the covers with my wife.I would call Jasmine if I could. Jano worried about our phones being tracked. So, they’re now locked in a lead-lined box at the capo’s place. The box was specifically designed to block phone signals. Instead, I was carrying a cheap burner that connected me to Jano, Felipe, Diego, and the members of the Luciano famiglia involved in our operation.We’d been on the lookout for Kostya Myshkin and Herrera. The only
JasmineWhen I entered the dining room for breakfast, the somber mood was palpable. I took the seat across from Mia, Josefina to my side at one end where she always sat.“Any word?” I asked, pulling out my chair.Mia shook her head.It had been three days since we’d said goodbye to our husbands on the boat ramp. Three days since we stood next to one another and watched the long cigarette boat soar out of sight.Immediately, members of the staff were present, filling my coffee cup and serving me fresh fruit.“Your omelet, Señora, will be a few minutes.”“No, thank you,” I said. “Maybe just an English muffin.”When the staff member walked away, Josefina reached toward me. “Jasmine, not eating won’t bring Rei back any sooner. I don’t want him upset with me if you lose weight.”“I’m really not hungry, and I don’t want to waste your food.”“It is our food. You need protein.”Mia watched our conversation with an amused expression. “Jasmine, you might as well give in. I promise you won’t win