Chapter 42: The china tour
Brielle's POV
We had left Milan at about seven pm on a Friday, and after nine long hours airborne on a jet, we arrived in Beijing at about eleven pm on a Saturday. The city of Beijing was seven hours ahead of Milan from my time zone calculator app. Our jet landed at a private hangar, where we climbed down the airstairs.
Jace told me to wait for him, and I did. In less than five minutes, he was back with one of the most insane black cars I had ever seen in my life. It looked like a racing car with the rooftop vanished.
"Get in," he said as the engines revved like a beast about to go on the rampage.
"Jace, is this thing even legal to drive on the streets?" I asked, getting into the car. The seats were black and yellow.
"This baby is called an Aston Martin Valkyrie Spider," he said. " And to answer your question Brielle, the Aston Martin Valkyrie is a road-legal formula one car."
"Wow, that's insane, Jace!" I said. "Never thought I would be riding in one of these."
The interior of the car was spanking brand new. The cockpit was shaped like a teardrop. I sat in the passenger seat, placed in a reclined feet-up position. When Jace began to spin the wheels, my heart did a flip, and I knew that I would die before we got to wherever we were going. I was one stop short of screaming as we drove.
"Hey, Brielle," Jace said suddenly. "Did you know that the Aston Martin took its name Valkyrie from ancient Norse mythology, the valkyries being the spirits who decided the fates of men in battle?"
I shrugged.
"How would I know?" I asked rhetorically in my mind.
"I didn't know that," I replied and then added, "but can this thing go any slower?"
I had a phobia of speed, and lately, we have been spending a lot. Jace did not hear a word I said. Thankfully, my phobia was over in less than ten minutes when we arrived at our hotel. I glared at him, but he laughed. One of the reasons Jace chose this hotel was the beefed-up security in the parking lot. Lots of other exotic supercars were parked outside that would immediately catch the eyes of any individual that came into the hotel.
"Relax, Brie, and you should've known by now that when I'm in control, everything goes fine!" Jace said, detaching the steering wheel, and got out.
I got a feeling his last sentence had nothing to do with automobiles. He was talking dirty, and I smirked unconsciously.
"Wipe that smirk off your face," he said.
"Oh, please! It's there for a reason," I said, going to meet with him. "I bet I control things better than you in bed."
"That's not true," he argued. "I fuck you better, and you know it."
"Don't be so vulgar," I said, chastising him. There were sets of eyes that glared in our direction.
The hotel room had a massive jacuzzi. Jace added the liquid soap and roses to the water to have a foam bath. We soaked ourselves in the bath and shared a bottle of wine discussing. The wine was finished, but we were not drunk enough. I watched him climb out of the tub to get another wine. His ass looked so appealing.
His soaked body was dripping water on the floor, and he walked barefooted. When he was coming back with the bottle of wine, his penis dangled in front of my eyes, slowly erecting. My head was at this point, spinning. Jace climbed into the jacuzzi tub, and I splashed him water playfully. I ran my hands across his broad chest and bit his nipple.
"I was thinking of having only three kids," he said, pushing my head up.
"Three kids? In what order?" I asked, encircling his waist with my legs. Gosh, I could feel his penis rubbing my clit. He poured some wine for himself first before pouring some in my glass.
"Two boys and one girl, and I also want the female child to come first."
I cleared my throat. "Are you trying to imitate the order your mother brought you and your siblings into this world?"
He laughed. "Come to think of it, that's true, but no. I have my reasons."
"And what if it doesn't happen the way you want it?" I said, still trying to get him to play along with my sex signals.
He sipped his wine, trying to play hard to fall for my touches. "What am I going to do? Nothing, I'll accept the children as they come."
"Hmm, I can feel your cock throbbing and trying to get into my pussy," I said in a slurred whisper.
He grabbed my breast and squeezed it. He let go of the wine glass, and it crashed on the floor, breaking. He focused on me, and his dick slowly entered into my honey pot without either of us using hands. We began fucking each other, moaning and grunting. Our bodies slapped the water, and some of it spilled onto the bathroom floor.
"Go harder," I said, adjusting my body to sit on his laps properly. He pumped his dick into me quicker and harder.
"Climb out," he ordered, and I stepped out of the jacuzzi.
He was out in a matter of seconds, and he pushed me against the bathroom wall. He raised one of my legs which I rested slightly on the sink, hoping it would hold. He inserted his massive dick into my pussy and began to go down on me. He had both of my breasts with both of his hands. I fucked him back, moaning insatiably.
I slid out of his dick and went down on my knees to give him a blowjob. He deep-throated me. Grabbing my hair, he pushed his dick all the way down to his balls, and I had a mouthful of dick. My eyes were bulging, and he pinned my nose to stop me from breathing. The more I tried to gasp for air with my mouth, the deeper his cock went into my mouth.
"Oh fuck! Take this dick, Brielle," he said, his eyes turning dark. "Fuck!"
I could not take it anymore, and I tapped on his ass before he let go of my nose. His dick slid out of my mouth and was filled with my saliva and his precum. He picked me up and carried me as I encircled his waist with my legs. He fucked me suspended in the air as he held me with his powerful arms.
"I am cumming," I screamed, and he pounded me harder. The veins in his body were so sexy. I supported his hold by clinging my hands around his neck. We both came simultaneously, and my pussy was dripping when I hopped off his dick.
"You're a bad bithch!" Jace said, slapping my ass.
"And you're a monster," I replied, with my legs still vibrating from the excess cum I had just finished experiencing.
"I love you, Brielle," he said, hugging my naked body from behind and kissing my neck.
"I love you more," I said, meaning it.
I was so glad that he was mine legally and otherwise. I did not want ever to share him with anyone else. I was fucking proud of him for taking the bold step to defy his family for my sake and marry me against all odds. The way he was holding me now was so loving and tender. The beast was gone, and I saw a loving Jace who I felt protected in his arms. After a while, he let go and ordered me to go and take a proper bath. When I was done, it was his turn to go in.
I lay in bed after my routine of creaming and spraying my body. I waited patiently for him to come out and do his. He got underneath the blanket with me and cuddled me. Nothing else mattered to me. The whole world could be burning at that moment, and I would not do a thing to leave his arm. Moments later, we fell asleep in each other's arms, exchanging heartbeats, pulse and breaths.
"Brielle wakes up," a soft voice said to me as I stirred from my dream-filled sleep. I pulled over the blanket to cover my head, but a force yanked it off.
"Jace, what the hell?" I asked, suddenly entirely up to speed with reality.
He laughed and said, "I'm sorry, Brielle, but if I let you keep sleeping on and on. You'll probably be sleeping till we miss our tour."
That was right! We had a tour to attend. All those beautiful places he mentioned we were going to see today. Our honeymoon just took a turn in another direction. There was a knock on the door, and I jumped, alarmed. Jace looked at me skeptically. He fetched the door, and when he returned, he was holding up several dresses. He tossed them on the bed.
"These are for you, and this is mine," he said, holding up the Armani high-end T-shirts jeans. It took us less than an hour to get ready. We went to the parking lot to find the beast peacefully asleep. Jace woke it up, and it did not protest like I had done when he had woken me.
Jace took us to meet with a Chinese man, where he parked his car in the man's compound. The man's name was Tao, and he was going to be our tour guide, as Jace explained. They were also friends, and he trusted him explicitly. The man took us to the Jingshan Park from where we enjoyed a bird's-eye view of the palace.
"There are no Birds," Tao explained in perfect English. "Birds cannot land on the palace roofs, which have a special design to retain the cleanliness and magnificence of the Forbidden City."
"Wow, that's awesome," I said, and Jace nodded with a smile.
"Tao, give her all the juicy facts already!" Jace cried, and my ears perked at the word juice. It was not necessarily because I was interested in the facts but because my erotic mind heard it slightly different from what was meant.
"I'm sorry, boss," Tao said, chuckling lightly. "Alright, Mrs. De Leon, should I proceed?"
"Yes, of course, I want to hear them," I said, bubbling up with excitement.
"Do you already know why it was called the forbidden city?" Tao asked.
"Um, yes! My husband brought me up to speed with that one!" I said, giving credits to Jace.
The Man nodded. "The Forbidden City is the world's largest imperial palace, over three times larger than the Louvre Palace in France. It has some of the most significant and best-preserved ancient wooden structures globally.
"Secondly, The Forbidden City took fourteen years to build from 1406 to 1420 and was built by over one million workers, including more than a hundred thousand craftsmen."
He paused as I held my hand up and said, "Did you say a million workers built the palace?"
"According to the facts in history, yes!" he replied. "Take a look at how big this place is."
I looked and saw a place that stretched far beyond what my ordinary eyes could consume at once... but a million workers? My mind struggled with the facts.
"It's true, Brielle," Jace said as if he were able to read my thoughts.
"Wow, that's impressive," I finally admitted. "Go on, what are the other facts?"
Tao bowed his head slightly. He was acting more like a Japanese man.
"The Forbidden City was the imperial palace of China for four hundred and ninety-two years. The Palace Museum in the Forbidden City is one of the world's largest cultural museums, hosting fourteen million visitors per year."
I mouthed an oh sound. So it was pretty popular, I thought. "That's quite an achievement for the place."
"Ah yes, for the next part of the tour, I'll have to show you in and around the palace."
Jace quickly took a selfie picture of us, and I smiled. Apart from the ones that Javier took of us on our wedding day, I was pretty sure these were the second sets of pictures that we were bringing together. Tao offered to take us some more photos and fuller ones too.