by Imari Jade
Kevin moved his hips again, enjoying the way it felt to have his cock sliding in and out of her juicy hole.
Tricia began moving that fantastic ass of hers, making love back to him.
“Is it good for you?” Kevin asked as he starting getting into the groove.
“Yes, oh, hell yes,” Tricia answered. “I love that you have a nice long cock.” She had lost a bit of her inhibition and was really enjoying what he was doing to her. “Take me from behind,” she said. “I’ve always dreamed of doing it doggy-style.”
Kevin inched out of her and Tricia rolled over and got on her knees. That was the first time he got a real good look at her behind. He nearly came prematurely. It was simply beautiful, like two big brown soccer balls. Kevin moved over her, spread her with his fingers and thrust deep. Tricia literally growled with delight. She rocked back on her knees.
She was so tight and warm and she knew how to work that butt.
“Ah, ah, ah,” she said. “I think I’m about to come.”
Kevin moved in and out of her quicker and sent his dick very deep a couple of times. He felt her pussy open and quake and her juices gushed around his cock. Tricia’s body trembled erotically. The sight was just too much for him. “I’m about to come too,” he said. His stomach clenched and his member throbbed. He erupted, sending come deep into the head of the condom. It was a strange and spectacular feeling to have the condom wet on the outside and the inside. Their bodies stopped gyrating and Kevin rested against the arc of her back.
“That was wicked cool,” Tricia uttered as he eased his shrinking dick out of her.
Kevin rolled over to the side and Tricia sank down on her stomach next to him. Kevin couldn’t believe what he’d just done. He’d made love to his brother’s fiancée and enjoyed every minute of it. It would be well worth the ass whipping Damien would give him if he ever found out.
Tricia rolled over to him and kissed him. “That was fantastic.”
“Are you still in pain?”
“A little, but it’s a good pain,” she replied.
“Are you having any regrets about what we just did?”
“No,” Tricia answered. “It was beautiful.”
Kevin pulled her into his arms. “You’re beautiful. I love you, Tricia Morrison.”
“I love you too, Kevin Kehoe.”
Kevin sat up and propped a pillow behind his back. “You don’t have to say that just because I said it to you. I know you’re still in love with my brother.”
Tricia hit him in the face with a pillow. It was a good thing that he had removed his glasses. “Don’t tell me who I’m in love with, you idiot. You know I’m not the type of person to say something just to spare your feelings. I love you, Kevin. You’re kind and funny and you’ve got to be the smartest person I know. You’ve always been there for me even as a child.”
“What about Damien?”
Tricia sat up. “I meant it when I told him it was over. He and I promised each other to stay celibate until we marry. We’re never going to get married. I still love him because we have history, but I’m in love with you.”
Her words were like music to his ears. “Do you really mean it?”
Tricia nodded. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”
Kevin rolled off the bed and landed on his feet.
“Where are you going?” Tricia asked.
“Wait here,” he said.
“I’m naked. Where do you think I’m going?”
Kevin searched for his pants and dug his hand into one of the pockets. He found what he was looking for and hurried back over to the bed. He pressed the gift into her hand while he climbed back on the mattress.
Tricia looked down at the small brown jeweler’s box he’d given to her. “What is this?”
“Why don’t you open it and find out?”
Tricia opened the box and gasped. “Kevin! It’s a ring!”
“Tricia Morrison. Would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”
“Hell yes,” Tricia said throwing herself into his arms. “Let’s get married tomorrow. I know there’s a justice of the peace on this big ass island.”
He hadn’t expected her to accept or agree to do it so soon. “Don’t you want to wait until your mother returns to Osaka?”
“This isn’t about her,” Tricia said. “This is about you and me. I don’t need all of that fancy stuff. I don’t even like the shit. Personally, I think it is a waste of money because I’ll never be able to wear that expensive bridal gown again and—”
Kevin kissed her to shut her up. They got married about two weeks later right after Kevin turned twenty years old. Hana and Estuke served as witnesses. This, of course, happened after they completed a sworn Affidavit of Competency to Marry at the United States Embassy and they registered their marriage at a Japanese municipal government office, and he made sure that they confirmed the local marriage procedures for Osaka. After the ceremony, Kevin sent a copy of their marriage certificate to his lawyer in New York since Japan didn’t maintain records. He made sure every T was crossed and every I dotted. He didn’t want anything to interfere with their happiness. They were now Mrs. and Mr. Kevin Kehoe and he didn’t care who didn’t like it.
Tricia asked him to get rid of his box of condoms because she wanted to make a lot of babies with him. Kevin grew up fast in two weeks. Tricia moved into his apartment with him and they decided not to tell anyone until Shaundra returned to Osaka.
Chapter Sixteen
Terrie sat out on the second floor balcony outside the hotel in Valencia waiting for Takumijo and the others to return from sight-seeing. He’d decided not to go because he needed some alone time. They had been there about a week and it had been nothing but non-stop partying. It was the end of July and the weather was still very warm. They would be in town another week before going to Seville which was the last stop on their tour. He was ready to go home and resume his life in Osaka. Takumijo had promised that they would look for an apartment and finally move out of the farmhouse.
Cristal had decided to stay behind too. She was seated on a lounge chair next to him, drinking a virgin daiquiri and telling him what it was like growing up in the United States. “I don’t remember much about it since my father was in the military. It was warm most of the time and we had some really good times at the beach.”
“I’ve always wanted to visit there,” Terrie said. “Takumijo promised to take me with him the next time he visits.”
“Then you need to brush up on your English,” Cristal said to him. “Takumijo is now fluent because of Satoshi pushing him to learn.”
“I’ll begin as soon as I get back to Osaka.” He sighed. “I have no idea how you guys do this.”
“Do what?” Cristal asked.
“Touring. It’s very tiring.”
“It’s more tiring for the performers,” Cristal said. “All I have to do is make sure their appearances are properly announced. They still have to practice and perform.”
“Do you ever regret becoming a publicist?”
“No,” Cristal answered. “I started out being a reporter. That was fun, but I love being with the groups and watching them entertain.”
“I supposed it is good that you can be with Kioshi while he’s on the road.”
“I need my alone time too,” Cristal said. “He’s nineteen and has plenty of energy. I’m almost thirty, but my feet feel fifty.”
“I want to be there for Takumijo, but I don’t know if I can do this jet-setting thing all the time.”
“And you shouldn’t have to. Shaundra and Ichiro have two completely different lives and they find time to be together now that all the drama is over. Shaundra hates jet-setting too and she’s much older than you are.”
“And she has the babies too. I admire her for all that she has accomplished, but I wouldn’t want to change places with her,” Terrie said.
“So are you and Takumijo serious about moving out of the farmhouse?”
; Terrie nodded. “I understand about the fan girls and all of that stuff. But I can’t live my life hiding. I love Takumijo, but it’s time he leaves and gets out on his own. He can take care of himself and I’m a fairly decent cook. He doesn’t have anything keeping him there except for some misplaced loyalty to the senior Mr. Niigata.”
“And you’re right,” Cristal said. “I remember living there, but I enjoy living in my own apartment. I don’t have to deal with the drama and not everyone is all up in my business.”
“Try making love with someone in the room next to you.”
Cristal chuckled. “I suppose that could be difficult. But I think you and Takumijo might want to try and find a house and not an apartment so you won’t have neighbors on both sides or over you.”
“I never thought of that,” Terrie said. “It wouldn’t be so bad if we can find something close by so he can visit the farmhouse any times he wants to…you know, like Ichiro does.”
“And he can still practice at the farmhouse because that’s where the dance studio and the rehearsal room is,” Cristal added. “That would just leave Satoshi living there and looking after Distraction. That’s if they don’t move back into their place. I think the fan girls have finally given up and aren’t hanging around it so much.”
“I don’t think they want to go back,” Terrie said. “I overheard them discussing it one day. The farmhouse is big and it has everything they need there, including the workout room and the basketball court. And don’t count too much on Satoshi remaining there. He might decide to move into a swinging bachelor pad so he can hang out with Yori.”
“In the beginning, Satoshi and Takumijo were the best of friends, now it’s him and Yori,” Cristal said. “It funny how things change.”
“They’ll always be friends,” Terrie said. “They’ll just be living at different addresses.”
The two vans appeared and parked in the parking area.
“Looks like they’ve returned,” Cristal said. “Our relaxation time is over.”
“They’ve arrived just in time for dinner,” Terrie said. “I can smell the paella all the way out here.” Paella was a traditional Valencia dish made with rice, seafood, chicken or rabbit.
“I think I’ve gained at least a thousand pounds since coming to Spain,” Cristal said. “I had fartons with milk for breakfast this morning.” Fartons were something like cylindrical doughnuts and were spongy sweet.
“I dipped mine in orxata—a traditional beverage made with ground sesame seeds, almonds, barley, rice and tigernuts. Talk about delicious. I have blown my diet clear out of the water. If I get fat, Takumijo won’t love me anymore.”
“Who says?” Takumijo asked as he stepped out on the patio. “Eat what you want. It will just be more of you to love.”
“Oh, don’t tempt me,” Terrie said rising and giving his guy a kiss.
Takumijo grabbed him by the butt. “You already have the sexiest butt in Japan.”
“Ew,” Kioshi said as he entered the patio. “I did not want to hear that.”
Cristal chuckled. “That’s because you have the sexiest butt in Asia.”
“Single man here,” Satoshi said. “What are you doing out on the patio?”
“Enjoying the weather,” Terrie answered.
“I hope you guys are ready to eat,” Masaaki said joining them. “Because I’m starving.”
“Where are Hiroyuki, Yori, Ichiro, Shiro, Kenshin, Saburo and Izanagi?” Cristal asked.
Terrie laughed. “Wow, I’m surprised that you can remember all of their names.”
“They are already in the restaurant stalking the servers,” Masaaki answered.
“I guess we’d better go,” Cristal said to Terrie. “It was fun hanging out with you.”
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The paella was to die for, Cristal discovered after she’d taken her first mouthful. Most of them chose the paella de marisco—the seafood variety. Each plate came loaded with not only rice, but crawfish and lemon slices.
The prince of pop at her right was on a diet and stuck to trout and vegetables. Everyone was drinking beer except her and Kioshi. They stuck to bottled water. For dessert he brought her some stuffed pastries that he insisted they share once they were up in their room.
“What kind of sordid thing do you have planned for Cristal with those little pastries?” Satoshi asked after he overheard their conversation.
“We’re going to have them with milk,” Kioshi said. “And then I will kiss the sweetness from her lips.”
“Oh,” Cristal said. “I think I’m going to like that.”
Satoshi bowed to Kioshi and then he sat back down. “You the man.”
Yori had been busy texting most of the meal. He didn’t have to tell them that he was sending messages to Dolisa because he’d had the same goofy smile on his face since the day he met the young woman. Dolisa and Maria were supposed to be flying to Valencia to join them for their next concert performance on Saturday. Yori had already reserved their rooms and was eagerly awaiting their arrival.
“How did you enjoy your sight-seeing adventure?” Cristal asked Kioshi.
“It was fun, but I’d much rather have had you there with me.”
“My feet hurt and my ankles are swollen,” Cristal protested.
“Then stay away from the salt,” Kioshi replied.
“Mean thing,” Cristal said with a pout.
Kioshi leaned over and kissed her. “I will massage your feet and ankles for you tonight after dessert.”
“Damn, Ki,” Izanagi said. “You don’t have to rub it in that you have a sexy lady.”
“You can have one too if you really wanted one,” Kioshi said to Izanagi. “Just go hang out around the pool. I’m sure you’ll get lucky.”
“What good is hanging out around the pool alone?” Izanagi asked.
“I’ll go with you,” Satoshi said. “I need some exercise after all of this food, and I have new trunks I’d like to try out.”
“I want to see,” Cristal teased.
Kioshi pinched her cheek. “No, you don’t.”
“Yes, I do,” she mouthed to Satoshi.
Satoshi just smiled and shook his head.
“I don’t know about you guys but I can’t eat another thing,” Kioshi said rising. “I’m going to take my woman and my dessert and go up to my room.”
“You don’t like sweets,” Izanagi said to Kioshi.
“Tonight, I like sweets,” Kioshi said helping her to her feet. “Mind your own business.”
Everyone said goodnight to them and Kioshi led her out of the restaurant to the elevators. He didn’t have her fooled. He was being ultra-nice to her because he wanted sex. Once they were back in their room Cristal checked her messages while Kioshi got the tub ready. They soaked in a bubble milk bath for a while and then dried off and wrapped themselves in the white hotel robes.
Kioshi found a good station on the radio that played American love songs and then joined her at the table for their dessert and milk. Afterwards, he massaged her ankles and feet, followed by the rest of her body. Of course, he had to get her out of the robe to do that. He massaged her girly parts with his tongue after that.
“Oh, shit, baby, your pussy is so good,” Kioshi said as he took her from behind. He lost all his inhibitions when he was alone with her.
Cristal had to be careful that she didn’t put too much weight on her belly, so she stayed on her knees. She’d had come twice already and she was just hanging on for Kioshi. The problem with nineteen years olds was that they were like the Energizer bunny. They kept going and going and then finally he filled her with nice warm semen.
“Oh, shit,” Kioshi shouted. “Your ass is so sweet.” He eased out of her.
Cristal turned over on her back and Kioshi laid his head her belly to rest. She was just about to tell him to get his heavy head off of her when something happened.
Kioshi lifted his head. “What was that?”
“What was what?” Cristal asked.
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Kioshi laid his head back on her abdomen and her belly shook.
“Maybe I shouldn’t have eaten dessert,” Cristal said pushing him off of her. She grabbed her robe and headed for the bathroom to clean up and to come up with an excuse. Leave it to a child conceived by them to want to introduce itself to its father early. She decided to take a shower to stall for time.
Kioshi was still awake, but lying in the bed when she finally decided to come out. There was a big gift box on the pillow on her side of the bed. “What’s this?”
“Something I bought for you when we were in Barcelona,” Kioshi answered. “Why don’t you open while I go shower?” He got his little narrow ass off of the bed and sauntered into the bathroom.
Cristal heard the shower turn on and approached the box carefully. What has he spent money on this time? He’s about as bad as Izanagi. The gift was wrapped nicely in pastel colors and so pretty that she hated to mess it up. But Kioshi wouldn’t be in the bathroom long and he’ll come out to get his thank you kiss. And if she knew him as well as she thought she did, thank you sex. Cristal sat down on the side of the bed and began removing the ribbons. The paper came off next exposing a white box. She opened it next and gasped loudly. Inside was a beautiful white christening gown and a pair of white booties. There was a card inside. She opened it up and read it. “Thank you, Cristal, for making me the happiest man in the world. Please dress our son or our daughter in this for their blessing. I love you and want to make more babies with you,” Kioshi.
Cristal started to cry. Damn, he knows. I’m going to kick Satoshi’s ass.
The bathroom door opened and Kioshi walked out in his robe carrying another box. This one was smaller and black. He went down on one knee and opened the box. The most perfect pear-shaped diamond twinkled at her. “Please marry me, Cristal, and have my baby. I love you so much I would die without you.”
The tears kept right on spilling out of her eyes as he removed the ring from the box and slipped it on her finger. It fit perfectly. “How did you find out about the baby?” Cristal asked.
“On the internet,” Kioshi answered.
“What?”
“I Googled your symptoms and then I just put two and two together. You’re not drinking alcohol, you’ve been nauseated for months and your ass and breasts are phenomenal.”