baby. My muscles had weakened and just using them had been a trial. Thankfully, Jess stood by my side, growing larger with our son.
After I’d recovered enough to leave the hospital, I sold my company for over two billion dollars. It would be a long time before I could work at full capacity, and we didn’t want the company to tank during my transition back to work. Thanks to Jessica, John, Layla, and my VPs, we had been going steady but hadn’t picked up any new projects. Moriarty turned out to be a good guy, and after he’d found out Layla was my sister, all tension between us disappeared. He loved her and upsetting me would upset her. He wouldn’t do that to her.
After the news of my injury broke worldwide, sympathy poured in, and the rumors were squashed. My image turned around in a flash, but other than the selling of the company, my reputation didn’t matter to me. I only had eyes for Jessica, and it would always be that way. We spent every day together, though we gave each other a little space. I would watch sports with some of my guy friends, and she’d read in her personal library or do her thing with Layla and my brand-new niece. Life was too perfect, so I kept waiting for the other shoe to fall.
Any day my son would be coming into the world, and that scared the fuck out of me. What if something happened to Jessica? Would I be like my father and abandon my child because life was too hard without her, or could I continue on for my child? I hoped that I never had to make that decision, but I wondered if I could be stronger than him. As the time got closer, my fears grew.
"Nate, what's wrong?" My wife slipped her hands around my waist and pressed her head against my back. I could feel the hardness of her rounded belly. Our baby boy was already growing strong in his mommy.
"Nothing, love,” I said absently. My mind and heart felt full of love for both of them.
"Tell me,” she grumbled against my spine.
I swallowed hard before I admitted, "I just love you, Jess. It scares me."
"Wait. Are you going to leave me?"
I heard the fear in her voice. It had to be those damn baby hormones because her ass was nuts if she really thought that was what I wanted.
"Fuck no, are you out of your mind?" I spun around and tilted her chin. "I'm afraid of losing you. I can't… and that scares me. I don't want to be like my father."
Her hand caressed my face, giving me her love with just a touch. "Nate, you're not him. You know the damage his selfish decision caused."
"I do, and that's what scares me."
She placed tiny kisses on my chest. "Don't worry, because the only dying I plan on doing is la petite mort ." She waggled her brows at me with that mischievous smile I loved.
“That I can definitely go for,” I growled in her ear before nipping at her earlobe. She knew what worked to get me out of this funk. I kissed her sweet plump lips, claiming them tenderly.
“Yum, coffee,” she murmured. Since she’d found out about the baby, she cut back on the coffee and it wasn’t always easy for her.
“Did you get your fix or did you need more?”
“More, definitely more.”
I took another drink and kissed her harder. I walked us back to our bed then set my mug on the nightstand before sliding my hands down her silky nightgown and rubbing her belly. I lifted the nightie off her body, leaving her in just her tiny panties. I growled. Her tits were even bigger than before. I hadn’t thought they would grow so much, not that I was complaining. Hot damn, those babies called to me. I took her round nipple in my mouth, teasing and sucking on it.
It amazed me that all my concern was gone. All of my thoughts were on making us come. I lay her down on the bed before removing my boxers. My cock bobbed and caught her attention. She reached for it, but I pulled back.
“No, babe. I’m too excited for your mouth. If your lips even caress the tip, I’m done.”
She giggled. Jess loved that she had such sexual control over my
After I’d recovered enough to leave the hospital, I sold my company for over two billion dollars. It would be a long time before I could work at full capacity, and we didn’t want the company to tank during my transition back to work. Thanks to Jessica, John, Layla, and my VPs, we had been going steady but hadn’t picked up any new projects. Moriarty turned out to be a good guy, and after he’d found out Layla was my sister, all tension between us disappeared. He loved her and upsetting me would upset her. He wouldn’t do that to her.
After the news of my injury broke worldwide, sympathy poured in, and the rumors were squashed. My image turned around in a flash, but other than the selling of the company, my reputation didn’t matter to me. I only had eyes for Jessica, and it would always be that way. We spent every day together, though we gave each other a little space. I would watch sports with some of my guy friends, and she’d read in her personal library or do her thing with Layla and my brand-new niece. Life was too perfect, so I kept waiting for the other shoe to fall.
Any day my son would be coming into the world, and that scared the fuck out of me. What if something happened to Jessica? Would I be like my father and abandon my child because life was too hard without her, or could I continue on for my child? I hoped that I never had to make that decision, but I wondered if I could be stronger than him. As the time got closer, my fears grew.
"Nate, what's wrong?" My wife slipped her hands around my waist and pressed her head against my back. I could feel the hardness of her rounded belly. Our baby boy was already growing strong in his mommy.
"Nothing, love,” I said absently. My mind and heart felt full of love for both of them.
"Tell me,” she grumbled against my spine.
I swallowed hard before I admitted, "I just love you, Jess. It scares me."
"Wait. Are you going to leave me?"
I heard the fear in her voice. It had to be those damn baby hormones because her ass was nuts if she really thought that was what I wanted.
"Fuck no, are you out of your mind?" I spun around and tilted her chin. "I'm afraid of losing you. I can't… and that scares me. I don't want to be like my father."
Her hand caressed my face, giving me her love with just a touch. "Nate, you're not him. You know the damage his selfish decision caused."
"I do, and that's what scares me."
She placed tiny kisses on my chest. "Don't worry, because the only dying I plan on doing is la petite mort ." She waggled her brows at me with that mischievous smile I loved.
“That I can definitely go for,” I growled in her ear before nipping at her earlobe. She knew what worked to get me out of this funk. I kissed her sweet plump lips, claiming them tenderly.
“Yum, coffee,” she murmured. Since she’d found out about the baby, she cut back on the coffee and it wasn’t always easy for her.
“Did you get your fix or did you need more?”
“More, definitely more.”
I took another drink and kissed her harder. I walked us back to our bed then set my mug on the nightstand before sliding my hands down her silky nightgown and rubbing her belly. I lifted the nightie off her body, leaving her in just her tiny panties. I growled. Her tits were even bigger than before. I hadn’t thought they would grow so much, not that I was complaining. Hot damn, those babies called to me. I took her round nipple in my mouth, teasing and sucking on it.
It amazed me that all my concern was gone. All of my thoughts were on making us come. I lay her down on the bed before removing my boxers. My cock bobbed and caught her attention. She reached for it, but I pulled back.
“No, babe. I’m too excited for your mouth. If your lips even caress the tip, I’m done.”
She giggled. Jess loved that she had such sexual control over my
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