Loving Jiro by Jordyn Tracey

Author:Jordyn Tracey [Tracey, Jordyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, Multicultural, Multicultural & Interracial
Amazon: B0036DEBIU
Publisher: Sugar and Spice Press
Published: 2010-01-28T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

They arrived late, too late to see Ayumi awake. No more than the housekeeper greeted them, who seemed a little gruff. If Kiara's eyes widened any more at the decor, they would pop. For all their money, and even living in America for so long, the house was decorated in traditional Japanese styles, simplistic yet tasteful. She marveled at the rice paper lamps and Shoji screens. Paintings and tapestries on the walls showed the Zen brushstroke to which she would have drifted over to if Jiro hadn't caught her, and turned her back toward the hall leading to her room.

"Tomorrow,” he told her. “I promise, I will take you on the grand tour. “Tonight, we get to know one another."

She shivered, knowing what he alluded to. The hour being late, she hadn't expected to jump right into bed with him the second they hit the door, but just as he must feel, she couldn't wait to get her hands on his body. Ever since she had agreed to this arrangement, she had had visions of Jiro naked, wondering if his body was as hot as she thought it was.

Not that she wasn't nervous. She was terrified. For three years, she had been told she was unattractive, too skinny and her boobs weren't enough to get a man up. The thought of having come all this way only to find Jiro wasn't attracted to her was a real fear.

He led her to her bedroom and stepped in behind her. “This is your room. Mine is down the hall and around the corner."

She blinked. “You're saying we have separate rooms, not even near each other?” She had glimpsed the end of the hall as they approached her bedroom. It was a long way off. She could only imagine how long the second hall was.

"You don't always want me in your bed. Hmm? During your woman's time?"

Thinking about it, she realized what he meant. Her period. His ways were different. Surely, a husband and wife didn't have separate rooms. Would she and Jiro, if they were married? She decided not to ask.

When she said nothing, he pulled her close and lifted her chin. “I have wanted to kiss you for a long time. Seems like forever.” His mouth touched hers in the gentlest of kisses. She melted against his body, savoring his hard strength.

Soon, his tongue pushed between her lips. He slid a hand down to her rear and squeezed. Lifting her high and tight against him made her rise to her tiptoes. With his mouth on hers, he pushed her head back to deepen the kiss. He devoured her mouth, moaning hungrily and squeezing her so much, she became afraid.

She struggled in his arms, shoving at his chest. Finally breaking the kiss, she turned her head. “Please stop. Let me go."

He put her down and stepped back, but he didn't remove his hands from her arms. “I didn't mean to make you afraid. I never want you to think I would hurt you.

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