Loving My SECRET (Corrigan & Co. Book 10) (25 page)

I run from the room and
down the steps. I see her date is still here, so I don’t know how
far she could’ve gotten. We’re outside the city, so she can’t
exactly walk back to her hotel. I make it out front just as she
starts to get into a cab.

“Reina!” I yell.

She stops and turns to
me. “Matt?”

“I’m coming with
you,” I say, ushering her into the back of the cab, and getting in
next to her. I nod, and she gives the hotel name to the driver.

I pick up her hand and
thread my fingers through hers. We don’t say anything during the
drive, but I never let her go. I have so much to say, but it can
wait. Everything in the world can wait. Well almost everything. As we
ride up to her room in the elevator, I ask her for what I need.

“Put more lipstick
on.”

“What?”

“Please. Put more
lipstick on, for me,” I say as we walk to her room.

“Why do you want me
to put lipstick on?”

“Please.”

She doesn’t ask me
again, she just opens her tiny wrist purse and pulls out the tube
after opening her door. She uses the small mirror over her sink and
expertly applies the red that’s been driving me crazy since I saw
her earlier.

“There. I did it. Can
you tell me now why I had to?”

“Because you’ve
never worn red for me, I was jealous as fuck that some other guy got
to see you in it first, and I want it on me.”

I kiss her hard, but
she pulls back. “Where do you want it, Matt?”

“Reina,” I
practically beg.

“Here?” she asks,
kissing my neck as she unbuttons my shirt. “Or here?” she
wonders, kissing the new scars all over my chest and abs while her
hands take care of my belt and undo my pants. “Maybe you want my
red lipstick here,” she says, taking my cock in her hand. “Is
this where you want it?”

“Yes. God, yes.”

She pushes my pants and
briefs down with her free hand, and I take them off along with my
shoes and socks while she waits. Then she grabs the tube again as she
drops to her knees. She takes me back into her other hand, stroking
me hard, and I’m seriously not sure how long I can realistically
last. I should be worried about it, but I want her mouth on me more
than I want to prove my stamina to her. Besides, she already knows
what I can do.

She does her lips
again, and then she does me. She places kisses all over my shaft,
leaving lipstick in her wake. Once she’s covered me from base to
tip, she sits back and looks up at me, licking her lips. “Is that
what you wanted, Matteo?”

Oh fuck me. She just
called me that again after leaving lip marks all over my cock. The
orgasm I knew was coming hits before she can even put her mouth back
on me. She opens her mouth and catches some of my cum as it shoots
out, stroking me through it. I know I should be embarrassed that I
just shot out like that, but I’m not.

“That was the hottest
fucking thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”

“I love the way you
taste. How it slides down my throat.”

I growl, and pull her
up to sit on the sink. I leave her there as I go into her small
shower and turn the water on. We don’t use condoms, and I’m not
sure if it’s okay to get lipstick all up inside her, so I need to
wash myself off. I also need to clean up what she missed. I stumble a
little just thinking about that. I wasn’t lying. I have never seen
anything that hot.

I make sure the water
is warm enough, but not too hot, and turn back around. She’s
sitting there now in only her red lace bra and thong. I didn’t hear
her take off her dress, but it’s in a pile along with my pants and
boxers.

“You have too many
clothes on, Reina.”

“I have the same
amount on that you do,” she says, motioning to my open suit jacket
and shirt. I shrug out of them as she takes off her bra.

She slides her hips
forward to take off the thong, and I can’t resist dipping my head
for a taste. She arches into me as I lick her over the lace. “I’m
going to spend hours eating you, Reina. But first I need to come
inside of you.”

“Yes.”

I enter the shower
while she removes that little scrap of lace. I clean myself off as I
watch her clean off her chest. When she soaps up her tits, and then
cups them, it’s all over. I pick her up and slam into her with my
fully hard cock. She digs her nails into my shoulder as I set a
punishing pace, thrusting in and out hard. I can feel how close she
is already, so I twist my hips.

“Come for me, Mi
Reina Hermosa,” I tell her as pinch her clit.

She screams my name,
and I follow her over, coming hard for a second time in less than ten
minutes. I’m nowhere near done for the night, and I’m a little
afraid that it might just kill me. Death by sex has to be the best
way to go, so I’m not complaining. And I’ll be making sure my
wife has no complaints, either.

Matt

Reina’s been quiet
since we woke up. She definitely wasn’t quiet last night. I’ve
waited over a decade to hear her call me “Matteo” again, and
hearing it all night makes me feel more satisfied than anything else
has in a very long while. Even the epic sex we had throughout the
night. I know we’re both tired, but I also know there’s more to
it than just fatigue.

I should’ve talked to
her last night, but instead, I let my lust guide me. It was a dick
move, and I need to apologize. I should’ve done it when we got out
of bed, or when we got dressed. Even when we were in the car to the
airport. Any of those times would’ve been good. On the plane with
everyone else is not good.

“I love your ring,
Reina. What does it say?” Alex asks her.

Reina stops turning the
ring on her finger. “It says ‘peace’ in twenty different
languages.”

“That’s beautiful,
and perfect for you. Where did you find it?” Jessica wants to know.

“Matt bought it for
me in Paris.”

“When were you in
Paris together?”

“We weren’t,” I
answer. “I had it waiting for her at the jewelry store.”

“That’s so
romantic. Leaving her a gift like that,” Alex says.

“He left me lots of
gifts, in the different cities. It was very romantic.”

“Yeah?” I ask.

“I told you I loved
the stuff in Wales,” she says, shooting me a smile from across the
aisle.

“We haven’t talked
since then.”

“No, we haven’t.”

“We should talk now.”

“Now?” she asks,
looking around at everyone.

“You can go in the
other cabin and close the divider. None of us will bother you unless
it sounds like you’re killing each other,” Gram says.

“Don’t come even
then. We might not be fighting.”

“Matt,” Reina says,
her cheeks reddening.

“Come on, Rei,” I
say with a laugh, holding out my hand.

She turns to everyone
else. “I’m not coming. I mean, we’re just talking. I mean…”

I throw her over my
shoulder before she can dig herself any deeper. She’s adorable when
she’s flustered, and I love it. I love
her
.
I just need to see how much more convincing she needs before she
believes it.

I shift her into my
arms, and sit, making sure she’s comfortable on my lap. “Hi.”

“Hi.”

“We didn’t get to
talk about last night, and everything else we need to talk about. I’m
sorry for that. I just couldn’t keep my cock out of you once I had
you in my arms again.”

“I wasn’t
complaining,” she says, but she looks sad.

“You don’t look
happy about it.”

“I’ll just miss
it.”

What? No. No, no, no,
no, no. “I’m not going anywhere. Are you?”

She shakes her head. “I
killed your mother.”

“That’s not on you.
I told you to do it.”

“I should’ve found
a better angle, shot her somewhere else. She’s dead because I took
the easy shot.”

“Easy? 99.9% of
people in the world couldn’t have made that shot. I knew you could,
and I asked you to do it. It was the only way. In a choice between
her and Gram, there was no choice.”

“What if it had been
between me and her?”

“I would’ve shot
her myself.”

“Matt.”

“I mean it, Rei. Yes,
she gave birth to me, but that’s all she gave me.”

“That’s the best
thing someone can give. Life.”

“She didn’t give me
life. She gave me birth, and then used me as an extra source of
income until I was too old for her to get child support anymore. Then
I was just an ATM. Gram and Gramps gave me life. Miles gave me life.
Jessica gave me life. Nate and Aiden gave me life. The Society girls
gave me life. And you, my beautiful queen, have given me more than
life since the day I met you. You’ve given me a reason to live.
That woman, and the bastard she created me with, have given me
nothing that even comes close to that.”

“My sweet Matteo, you
deserved better than the parents you were given. I’m glad you had
the rest of us to show you that.”

“And you deserved
better than the man you fell in love with. You still do.”

“Do you really want
this? Me?”

“Yes. It’s all I’ve
ever really wanted.
You
are all I’ve ever wanted.”

“I know. I read the
emails, remember?”

“I read them, too,
and I realize how they would’ve come across to you. I’m sorry for
hurting you all over again. I should’ve told you about Aqeelah’s
husband and everything else long ago. I need you to know that not
telling you is all on me. You said more than once that I made you
feel not good enough, and I take responsibility for that, too. I knew
I was hurting you, but I didn’t realize just how deep I was cutting
you with my words and actions. I would give all my money to the A
Team and Isa if they could build me a time machine, but I know even
they haven’t figured that out yet. I can’t change what I did, but
I can make sure it doesn’t happen again. You are enough, Reina.
More than enough. The most enough.”

“The most enough?”

“Proper grammar can
go fuck itself right now. I need you to understand how special,
brave, exquisite, brilliant, sexy, compassionate, gorgeous, and
enough
you are.”

“You mean it?”

“I do. I swear I do.
Do you believe me?”

“I want to. I have my
own demons, you know.”

“Because of what
happened in Mexico? Before?”

“Yes.”

“Do you want to tell
me?”

“No. I
have
to tell you if we’re going to move forward, though.”

“You know all my
secrets. Yours can’t be worse.”

“It was my fault I
was kidnapped.”

“Recently? I know.”

“No. The first time.”

“How was it your
fault. Gram and Audrey said that bastard was paid to get you all out,
but then he saw you. I can’t blame him for wanting you, but I’d
kill him again if I could.”

She looks down, and
then tells me her truth. “That’s not exactly what happened. Yes,
he was supposed to be transporting us, but when Papa saw him looking
at me, he found someone else. I would have been safe, but then I
refused to go. I wanted to go to the convent. It was what I wanted
more than anything in life. I gave my parents no choice, jumping out
of the truck as it was about to cross the border. If they had called
attention to me, everyone else being smuggled out would’ve been
discovered. I was taken as I was walking back to the village.”

“Did you tell them
you were going to the convent?”

“Yes. That’s why I
wasn’t raped at first. I don’t know if that would’ve held had
the Society not come for me.”

“You can’t blame
yourself for wanting to give yourself to God.”

“What about for
blaming God? I did that for a very long time. It’s why I was so
anxious to have sex, and pretend that I was sophisticated when we
met. I thought God had let me down by letting me get captured while I
was on my way to serve him.”

“I thought you
were
sophisticated and sexy. Always have, and always will.”

“Thanks, but that
doesn’t excuse what I did.”

“God forgives you,
Reina. And no one we know would blame you for getting caught, or for
temporarily losing your faith.”

“You don’t know
that I’m forgiven, and what if my faith is still gone? I thought I
had a little bit left, but when you gave me those divorce papers, I
think I lost the rest of it.”

“Did you really?”

“I don’t know,
which means I did.”

“I’m not sure it
means that, Rei.”

“But you don’t
know.”

“What can I do for
you?”

“Can we take things a
little slower?”

Slower? No. “Yes.
Whatever you need.”

“We can have sex.”

“We can?” I ask,
sounding eager, because I am.

She kisses me and then
puts her forehead against mine. “Yes. After last night, I’m not
ready to give that up again. I just want to date you. Except for
those two weeks together when I was a teenager, we’ve never dated.”

“Are you coming back
to the Foundation?”

“If you’ll hire me
back, yes.”

“You were never
fired.”

“What are you going
to tell the press? And your business partners?”

“The truth. There was
a threat to the Corrigan women, and so we pretended to break up.”

“Do you think the
girls will be okay if I come back? Alex, Stella, and Tegan? They said
I could, but what if they didn’t mean it?”

“They want you back
almost as much as I do.”

“You’re sure?”

“Yes.”

“Okay. I believe
you.”

“You do?”

“Yeah.”

“Cool. I’m making
progress.”

“Yes, you are. We
need to talk about the apartment.”

“Do you want me to
move out? I can stay in one of the empty apartments, or even on the
floor with all of the guest apartments we had Ryan build, but never
use. I can be your booty call. I’m totally fine with that.” I’m
not, but I will be for her.