by Doyle, S.
Ethan had declared it fake news, except for the visionary and billionaire part.
“I did good, didn’t I?” he asked me.
I nodded, looking at my ring. It wasn’t too big or flashy. It didn’t scream I MARRIED A BILLIONAIRE, which was nothing I ever wanted to scream. I didn’t love Ethan for his money. And I knew that because I’d loved him before he had most of it. No, my ring was perfect.
“Yes, plus I can still type while wearing it, and you know how important my typing skills are to me.”
“Yes, I do.” Then he rolled toward me and cupped my breast in his hand. “Have I mentioned how much I love your big, soft tits?”
A few times these past months.
“So much more fun to play with than all those supermodels— OW!”
I’d knuckled him hard in the ribs. “Talk about the supermodels again and I kill you. Deal?”
He leaned in to kiss me. “Deal.”
“You know, now that I think about it, you’re right. We should probably get a lot more sex done today, what with your mother coming for a visit next week.”
“Hmm,” he said, nibbling my neck. “Thank you for letting me invite my mother on our honeymoon.”
“Thank you for letting me invite mine, even if she did hear the word helicopter and decide that a trip to Fiji was not for her.”
“No problem. And when you talked to her, John was doing okay?”
He was sober going on two years now and that was all we could hope for. “Yes. All is good. And having your mother here will be good for her. Another change of scenery.”
“I have to let her spoil me—it’s the only thing that is seeing her through the grief.”
“Yes, you poor spoiled boy. If only there was a way we could fix that. Give your mother someone else to spoil. Like a replacement.”
He stopped kissing my neck and lifted himself on his elbow so he could look down at me. “Impossible. I’m irreplaceable.”
I took his hand then and slid it down to my belly. “You’re right. Not a replacement. Just someone else to love.”
His bushy eyebrows shot up. “Are you serious right now?”
“You said you wanted to get started as soon as possible. I had no idea it would happen this quickly. You must have super sperm.”
His eyes gleamed. “I don’t think it was quality of the sperm so much as the quantity I put inside your very lovely pussy.”
I giggled when he bent down to kiss his favorite target.
“Are you happy?” I asked, pushing my fingers into his hair and forcing him to look at me.
“Ecstatic. And you, Jules? Are you happy?”
I nodded. I had Ethan and now I was going to have Ethan’s baby. My world was complete.
“Now, feel free to continue what you started down there,” I said, stretching my body out and making room for him between my legs.
“You are the boss,” he said.
I was. And it was good to be the boss.
Afterword
Hey everyone! Hope you enjoyed Ethan and Julia as much as I did. I told you they were frustrating but they figured it out!
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Also by S. Doyle
The Bride
The Wife
The Lover
The Baby
The Homecoming
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Catching The Billionaire
Lovers to Enemies: A Hope’s Point Story
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Dating The Superhero
My Crazy Ex-Superhero
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