The Cost To Play (Slivers of Love) (16 page)

They arrived at the Country Club a few minutes after ten to find both sets of their friends in the corner, at a very large table decorated with balloons.  Felix had brought his wife and to the surprise of many, Raheem had brought Raoul. Everyone seemed to have a partner or date, with the exception of P
hở
and Tamika, who paired up for a few dances. Jayne introduced Kunio to her friends as well as Akira, whom Tamika already knew. No one broached the subject, but she openly admitted, “he’s my dermatologist.”  A resounding, “Ooohhh,” went through the group, in almost a form of relief. Tamika whispered under her breath, telling the group to bite her.

P
hở
leaned in to Jayne whispering, “you want to see something amazing?” He held up a finger and went to the DJ booth, then came back, obviously pleased with himself. “Just wait for it.” The conversation was all but forgotten until
The Wobble
came on and Toshi jumped up. “That’s my jam right there!” He took off for the dance floor.  Jayne, her friends and even Kunio’s eyes were wide as they watched him improvise the line dance moves, almost gliding across the wooden floor, stepping, winding, dipping and wobbling like a pro. Watching him move brought on a flood of memories of her couch, with Toshi asking her to move with him. The more she watched him, the more she wanted to truly move with him.

Some of his students were in the club and came over to join him. Jayne immediately recognized the young woman who had followed him to his office the day she was there. 
Unacceptable
. He hadn’t even noticed them until the music stopped and a slow country song came on, prompting Jayne to head out onto the floor, slipping her arms around his waist.

“Thank you for a wonderful birthday Jayne. I am almost speechless and to be here with our friends to celebrate, it can’t get any better.” He lowered his head to kiss her, still shifting from side to side with the music.

“After seeing you move like that on the dance floor, I think the evening can get much better.  You ready to get out of here?”

Toshi looked at her trying to ascertain if what she said was an invitation to something more. The student was still trying to get his attention, but Jayne had had enough. “Sweetheart, he is your professor. His job is to train and educate you to get a job in your chosen field.” Mary Catherine looked hurt, but Jayne wanted to ensure the young lady understood. “
Every woman deserves a man that sees her for who she actually is and that man should want to spend every day of his life making you happy.  That man is out there waiting for you to notice him.”

Mary Catherine’s mouth dropped open
, but before she could respond to Jayne’s words, Toshi returned and picked Jayne up off her feet and carried her to the table.  They said their goodbyes and headed for home. The silence in the car was too thick for either of them to breath. The club was only minutes from their complex. Toshi walked her to the door.

“Aren’t you coming inside?”

“I don’t think that is a good idea. Not in my current state of mind,” he said in a lowered tone.

“What state of mind are you in?” She moved closer to him, touching the buttons of his shirt.

Filters on, Toshi. Filters on
. “Jayne, I just don’t think it is a good idea.”
If I come in there, those panties are coming off.

Jayne kicked off her shoes, removed her sweater, and wiggled her finger at him, beckoning him forward.  He was still shaking his head. “I’m not prepared, Jayne.”

Her hands slipped under her skirt and removed her underwear, stepping out of them one leg at a time, them throwing them at his face,  “I also took that basket of goodies out of the garbage can and put it under my bathroom sink.”

She walked away slowly, making her way to the bedroom. She heard the living room door click and he took off his shoes.  The soft footfalls could be heard following her.  Jayne turned on the bedside lamp and she stared at him standing in her doorway.

“Jayne, this is your last chance to send me home,” he told her in a low voice.  Her response was to remove her sweater and drop it on the floor next to the discarded matching cardigan.  A quick trip to the bathroom, then she dumped the contents of Brionna’s love kit on her bed, taunting him.  Toshi accepted the challenge.

In two steps he had crossed the room and had Jayne in his arms, lifting her and dumping her on the bed. Her breath caught from the impact with the mattress, but he took her breath away when she felt his mouth on her pocketbook. His tongue moved expertly raising her arousal level from lukewarm to burning hot.  His fingers were like magic as he explored, delving into her inner most sanctum, releasing her inhibitions.  Toshi caught her inner labia between his index and middle finger, exposing the queen in the tower, who poked her head out only to be suckled by a very hungry man.  “Dear Heavens!” Jayne cried out as she pressed her lady parts to his mouth, begging for more.  His mouth increased the pressure, while his fingers probed deeper and his tongue flicked back and forth across the nub of flesh. She couldn’t hold it any more. She cried out his name as she bucked against his mouth.

Slowly, he disengaged himself from her legs to stand and remove his shirt. Jayne watched him from the bed. Eyelids heavy with passion, but he stopped as he reached for his belt buckle.  She bounded from the bed to lend him a hand, pushing the slacks down over his waist, tugging at his underwear.  He was ready for her. As she reached for him, hands which were trembling, caught her wrist.

“What’s wrong, Toshi? You want my mouth? I don’t really know how to do it, but you could teach me how…you know…. to please you…..” He chuckled as he pulled her in close. The hardness of him pressing against her belly.

“It’s not that Jayne, I just ….” his voice trailed off.

“I sense some hesitation Toshi.  You don’t want to be with me in this way?”  Her voice trembled with emotion as she tried to pull away from him.

His mouth captured hers in an all-consuming kiss. “I have wanted to be with you from the first moment I saw you Jayne. I want you so bad that it is scaring me a little. I don’t want to…..”

“What? Go all Super Saiyan on me?”

He could only hold her close as he tried to process the emotions and choose the properly filtered words, but Jayne wanted him to make love to her. “Oh for goodness sake, Toshi! Forget the filters and just say what is on your mind.”

Fine! If that is what she wanted, he would tell her exactly what he was thinking!
“Jayne, I want this to a beautiful experience between us, but honestly…” he paused, catching his breath. Her eyes wide waiting to hear his words. “I just don’t want to get too rough or hurt you.”

Jayne responded by removing her skirt and letting it fall to the floor. Next she removed her bra and stood in front of him in all of her glory. If she had not been watching, she would not have believed it as his dinky seemed to grow at least two more inches. “This is truly a nice dinky,” she told him as she sat down on the bed, pulling him forward. She hand stroked him up and down, giving extra attention to the sensitive head.

Those were a few of her last understandable words.  He used her bed pillows as support under her stomach as she lay face down, uncertain of what was coming next. He positioned himself at the back of her thighs. His legs outside of hers. He made his initial entry, only to withdraw and come in again at another angle.  He did this several times until he was able to work himself completely inside of her. Jayne felt so full of him. He pressed, withdrew, pressed, withdrew as if he were looking for something.  It did not take her long to comprehend he was looking for her G spot and a few strokes later, he had located it. This, Jayne was certain of, because the only thing that came out of her mouth was gibberish G-words starting with, “good gracious!”

Followed by, “gobstoppers,” then “grapesickle.” This was followed by, “googobgabgrettt,” which was closed out by and inaudible, “grrrggrggggeeggggggeee!”
I plan to give you hours of pleasure
, flashed through her mind as she reached her second climax. He wasn’t done.  Toshi turned her to her back. “Jayne.” he whispered her name as he plunged into her again, dropping his head to her neck, kissing, nibbling suckling. “You feel so amazing. I can’t even….” His voice became hoarse as he rolled his hips under, and thrust upward.  Jayne’s nails dug into his back. Each stroke, he seemed to go deeper inside her sugar walls. He pushed her into a reclining lotus position and Jayne thought she couldn’t take any more.

“Toshi…stop please…please stop.” She cried out as she bit into his shoulder.

“Am I hurting you Jayne? Are you okay, Baby?” She was fervently shaking her head no. “Tell me. Am I too rough? Is it uncomfortable?” 

“I don’t know, Toshi. I….” Her voice was smothered by his mouth as he kissed her again, withdrawing himself a bit. She pulled her mouth away from his
, breathy, excited, feverish, “Is it supposed to feel this good?”

“If I am doing right, then yes it is.” He kissed her again, whispering words of praise. Entering her slowly, methodically, inch by inch filling her up.

She dug her nails into his lower back. “You are soooo, doing it right! Good heavens, you are doing it right!”  He laughed a bit as he pushed again, plunging deeper, forcing her to throw her head back, arching her back in the air. Toshi did not miss the obvious opportunity to capture a tight bud between his teeth. Jayne was almost beyond reason.

Through labored breathing, Jayne asked, “Toshi, is it okay if I move with you?” She demonstrated this by rolling her left hip upward.  He dropped his head to her neck, withdrew, and plunged in deeper still, only to have her right hip come up to meet him.  He lapsed into Japanese, looking her in the eyes and he thrust harder, talking to her, thrusting, and staring deep into her eyes. 

“That sounded dirty,” she told him as she pulled the rubber band from his ponytail, which allowed his hair fall freely about his neck and shoulders.

He still stared into her eyes as he moved inside of her, “it was was…but it just feels so...” he repeated what he had said earlier in Japanese, still thrusting, holding her hips, while trying to get deeper, wanting to be one with her.

With a handful of his hair in her hands, she pulled his head to her breasts. Shoving a mound into his mouth, while instructing him on what and how she needed him to take care of it. The more he moved the hotter her body was becoming.

“You feel so good inside of me
too, Toshi….so good!” Jayne began to pick up the pace of her movements, forcing Toshi to do the same. “So damn good!” 

“Slow down a bit Jayne. I can make it last longer.” She would not hear it.  What she whispered in his ear next, pulled the red flame that had been burning inside him from the recesses of his life givers.  The fire which he often spoke of, had been tapped, sprayed with an accelerant and making a trail toward to his sweet Jayne. Stroke after stroke, he tried to go deeper as she clung to him, meeting each of his thrust with one of her own. He felt her body clamp down around him, pulling him in, milking him, forcing the flame up, upward, seeking, looking, pulsating, red, hot fire, throbbing, pushing, thrusting, squeezing, seeking. “Jayne!” he growled as he sensed the red flame turn blue.

“More Toshi! Give me more!” she cried as she shoved her hips upwards against his, biting at his arm, kissing on his skin while tugging at his hair. “Harder, Toshi, harder!”

Her legs locked around his waist as she met him with an intensity that scared and elated her at the same time. She couldn’t believe she was having a third orgasm and she bit at his chest to keep from screaming.  Toshi’s cry was primal as he reached his climax, thrusting, pushing, and trying desperately to get it all out. Jayne began to howl as she shuddered against him, locking her legs about his waist.

He collapsed on top of her, completely spent.
This is the woman I have chosen to share my life with, dear Lord I only hope I survive nights like this.
His arms cradled her close not wanting to let go. Still inside. Not wanting to come out. Slick with sweat and saturated in …happy.

He had been waiting for this moment. Playing with the idea of what it would be like and willing to pay whatever cost she commanded. It was well worth the wait.  Jayne had exceeded his expectations and the realization that something magical had occurred, surrounded him.  “Simply amazing,” he told her as he pushed sweat soaked curls away from her face.

The weight of him could be felt as he left the bed, leaving a coolness on her back where his body had lain. Her eyes would not open out of hesitation that the fairylike spell would be broken, Toshi would turn into a frog and she would be ugly with a huge wart on her nose. Instead, she lay in the shadowed bedroom, listening to his movements. A wry smile crossed her face as she heard him lower the toilet seat down. Still Prince Charming. The water could be heard trickling down into the tub along with his fingers, splashing, testing the liquid’s temperature.
Is he about to shower and leave?

Soft footfalls on the carpet were heard as he made his way to the kitchen, filling what sounded like two glasses with ice and water. Jayne still had not moved, even when he came back into the bedroom and took the glasses into the bathroom. Curiosity was eating her alive, but she would not open her eyes.  Seconds later, he returned to the bed. The mattress giving under the weight of his knee as his arms reached for her, scooping her up, cradling her head to his chest like a babe. She could still hear the water running. He raised his right leg to step up, find his balance and then bring up his left leg, only to lower them both into the warm water. Jayne’s eyes flew open.

Toshi had lit the candles around her tub. They were now in the bathtub together!
How absolutely romantic
. “That was smooth,” she told him as he turned her in the tub so her back would lean on his chest. His hair was still unbound and she had not realized how much hair he actually had until she looked back at him again. The bath sponge, that was seldom used, he placed under the water and they both watched as it soaked up the liquid. Toshi squeezed the loofa, forcing the water out, and watched it run down her breasts. The water continued to rise around them until it reached a comfortable soaking level. The bubbles now coming up and resting underneath her breasts before he turned it off.

“So…” speaking softly to him. “…that is what I have been missing for the past 8 months?”

His arms rested on the back of the tub. “There is a big difference in having sex with a guy you sort of like and being intimate with the man you love.”

Jayne turned suddenly in tub, splashing water onto the floor. “Really?  The man I love? And how did your analysis of the data bring you to that conclusion Doc?”

Toshi grabbed her leg, pushing her backwards, using her own body’s buoyancy to manipulate her in the large tub. “You would never give me your body Jayne, unless I had earned your heart.”

She watched him with some amusement as he raised her foot and took her big toe into his mouth. ”So based on that, you believe that makes me love you?”

He pulled her closer to him. Their naked bodies creating ripples in the water. “Between that, and my ability to make you howl like a monkey,” he dragged out the word howl. The low rumble of laughter reverberated in his chest.

Jayne gave a slight push with her foot, mushing her toes into his lips. “I hate to say this, because I know it will give you the big head, but man…..” She paused as she watched him massage the ball of her foot. “That
was
really good.” Her face became serious as she withdrew her foot from his hands, leaning forward with her fingers upon his thighs.  Through lowered lashes she asked the question, “did I please you Toshi?”

The answer was gradual in coming as Toshi began to kiss her slowly, taking his time to form the right words to say out loud what he was thinking. “Every day, every hour, every minute I spend in your light, pleases me.  You please me Jayne. More than that, you make me happy.”

The other questions that pinged about in her brain would have to be answered at another time. The only thing that mattered now, were the two of them.

It was the oddest damned thing. Toshi had a sensation that something was missing.  He was due to meet the guys at one o’ clock, but he could not focus.  A mind filled with conflicting ideas buzzed about, hindering his ability to capture a single thought.  Waking up with Jayne in his arms and her head nestled against his chest, sent ripples of emotions through him that he couldn’t fully process.  The feelings were too new and created a feeling of vulnerability.

The comic books she had given him last night, were all but forgotten, until he remembered he left them at his parent’s home. A quick swing through to pick up those and Jayne’s tablet before he met the guys, had to happen.  More surprising than his new state of mind, was the surrealism of his father being home on a Saturday morning, sitting at the table. Reading his comics.

“Toshi. Is this what you have always wanted to do?” Hirishito asked with some confusion.

“Yes, but I knew I could not dishonor you to call it a career. But yes, Father, it is something I have dreamed of creating.” He spoke softly as he took a seat at the table.

“And this woman…?”

“Jayne, Father. Her name is Jayne,” he said with his head lowered.

Hirishito eyed his son’s face. “This Jayne…helped you create this?”

His eyes sparkled as he gently removed the first edition from his father’s hands, explaining the art work, storyline, and showing off his drawings.  “The color work and storyline was done by Jayne, but here…” He pointed to the main character Katsuo, “…are my drawings.”

The second edition Hirishito picked up and eyed closely, looking at the details. “You are a fine artist son,” he said as he thumbed through the pages.  “I would like to show you something.” Hirishito retreated to his home office, returning a few minutes later with a large black portfolio. Inside were pages of Zen drawings on rice paper. “In my youth, Toshi, I too dreamed of the day when I would be well known for my art.”

Toshi held the delicate papers and knew that these must be framed and hung in a place of honor. “I never knew this about you
Chichi
,” he said. The feeling of something being missing was still gnawing at him, adding to his growing uneasiness.

“Father,” he said in a very low voice. “I have chosen Jayne.  I pray that it will not bring dishonor to me or to you, but she is a very rare woman. She understands me.  She also loves me for who and what I am.  There are no conditions with her, no preconceived notions, no pretense. I come alive when I am in her light. She is ...”

Hirishito touched his son’s hand. “Your mother actually likes her a great deal Toshi.”

“
And you,
Chichi
?
”

The silence between them was short as Hirishito smiled at this eldest child. “You have come alive since you have been seeing her.  I have never seen you happier. Are you certain that this is not a phase?”

A loud sigh preceded the thoughts which had been troubling him all morning. It is said that when the words are spoken, they take on life.  He gave birth to the words. “
Chichi
, I have never wanted to marry, or buy a house to fill it with your grandchildren.”

Hirishito’s mouth dropped. “
Mago
?”

Toshi burst into laughter. “Not yet,
Chichi
. Not yet, but in the near future. I would like to give you many.”

Eri, who had been listening around the corner, burst into the room, asking as well, how they were going to be grandparents since Jayne professed to have no carnal knowledge of Toshi, whose cheeks were now red. Both his parents mouthed, “Oh!” at the same time.

“I would like to ask her to marry me,” he said in a hushed voice.

“Are you asking our permission, Toshi?  Last night you presented her as if your mind was already made up.” Hirishito spoke with his eyes focused on his wife.

“I would like to do so with your blessings and acceptance of her into our family,” he said with his head lowered.

Eri wanted to know. “How has her family responded to you?”

“I meet them next week.”

“After you speak with them, come back and let us know if you still feel the same way. We will talk more after that,
Musukosan
,” Eri told him as she left the room to make herself some lunch.  In-laws could often be a deal breaker. From what Eri had seen on some of those reality shows, she wondered if Jayne’s
people
were anything close to that.

Toshi sat there, feeling rather dumb.  What had been missing and what he could not put his finger on was Jayne’s family.  She never talked about them. The painting above the couch showed another child, but he had never heard her mention a sibling. Cousins, yes, but a brother or sister, not once. For some reason, that, is what he found unsettling. She had been secretive about her family.