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Marriage Contract 37
Evy "Children," I suddenly speak after some time, recovering from the second orgasm that stole all my strength. "What?" he asks, completely lost. I turn to face him on the lounger and start drawing small circles on his chest. "Do you not plan on having children someday?" I complete my question. "What kind of question is that, Evy?" His confusion is understandable. One minute we were in the eye of a storm, just having another orgasm in the pool, which I confess cannot compare in intensity. Then I come up with a random question. It doesn't make sense to him, but I'm curious about this. "Yes, I do intend to have a child someday." "How?" He arches his eyebrows suggestively, amusement twinkling in his eyes. I roll my eyes at him. "You don't plan on getting married, so you want to be a single father?" "Why not?" He shrugs. "There are a thousand and one ways to do it, Evy, and one of them is by paying for it." "You mean, surrogacy?" "And why not?" He shrugs. "I'll pay the girl, she'll
Marriage Contract 38
Evy "I thought we were heading to a restaurant," I comment when I realize we're going to the other side of the city. "We're not." "Then where?" "You'll see soon. While we're on our way, how about opening my gift?" he suggests, making me smile widely again, my eyes surely sparkling with happiness. "Gift?" I ask, looking around. "Open the glove compartment." I take a deep breath audibly, my hands feeling clumsy, if you know what I mean. I halt my excitement and stare at the small black square box, tied with a delicate golden ribbon. I hold the object as if it were fragile crystal and look at my husband in amazement. He glances at me briefly and then focuses on the busy traffic. "Aren't you going to open it?" he asks. I admit I'm trembling and nervous about all this. Could Gael finally be lowering his guard for a thing called love? Oh God, I wish it were true! "Evy?" "Huh?" "The gift, aren't you going to open it?" he insists, and anxiously, I start untying the bow. My heart beats
Marriage Contract 39
Evy "Wow, ma'am, you look beautiful!" Lupe hisses, eyeing me from head to toe as she enters my room. I smile at her through the mirror's reflection, dusting powder on my face without saying anything. "Heading out?" "Yes. I'm going to my mom's house. It's been a few days since I visited her. Then I'll head to the mall; I need to buy some clothes for myself," the girl sighs hopefully. "And, not taking me along?" I groan mentally and torn. Lupe has been accompanying me whenever I leave the house, and she's been great company. However, this time, I have reasons for this last-minute outing, and I don't intend to take her with me. I smile at her again. "Not this time, Lupe, but..." I infuse enthusiasm into my voice. "I promise we'll have fun together another day." My companion beams broadly. "Has Mr. D'Angelo left already?" I inquire. "A few minutes ago. Why didn't you have breakfast with him?" I shrug. "Let's just say I was too tired from our little escapade last night," I confess mis
Marriage Contract 40
Evy "Minutes later, the taxi stops in front of the sumptuous D'Angelo building, and as I walk through the elegant hall, I hear a familiar voice calling me with an excitement that makes me smile. I glance back and spot the tall, elegant blonde coming toward me. "Dylan?" My smile widens, and so does his. He approaches somewhat embarrassed, keeping a considerable distance. "It's been a while since I've seen you around here. Since the day you came up to talk to the big boss," he remarks with a certain humor, making me laugh. "Yeah, it has!" "What are you doing here?" I shrug. "Oh, I came to visit my husband." "Oh, right! I heard about the wedding. Belated congratulations!" "Thank you, Dylan!" We look at each other in silence for a while, unsure of what to say. "So, I... need to..." I point towards the elevators. "Oh, sure! I'm heading up too. I can join you if you'd like." "Okay!" I turn to head to the elevator, and Dylan walks beside me. In the cramped steel box, no one says any
Marriage Contract 41
Evy You must be wondering. So, Evy, is your plan working? I really don't know! Since the night I invested in that stupidly sensual fetish, Gael has shown himself to be an even more engaging lover, if that's possible, and I can't fail to mention that he's even hungrier. It's crazy! It's like an addiction, he sees me and takes me, no matter where or when. It's funny to think of the day he made me sit on the table in his private office, right on top of the contracts he was working on, in the middle of a Saturday morning. One of his hands groped my breast under my blouse, while his mouth devoured mine arduously, and the other hand crept between my legs, exciting me, driving me crazy. I was enjoying the sound of his grunt when the door suddenly opened and his unsuspecting lawyer walked in. Gael growled a hoarse, incumbent fuck, and I ducked my head to laugh, feeling uncomfortable. The boy didn't seem at all embarrassed by the scene, on the contrary, Paul smiled, nodded to his boss and le
Marriage Contract 42
Evy A few days... His seductive perfume enveloped me the moment our bodies came close and we started dancing in the middle of the empty hall. I immediately leaned my head against his chest and closed my eyes, snuggling in there and then opening a satisfied smile. The sound of his heartbeat was mixed with the voice of Celine Dion singing When I Need You and I found myself traveling through the lyrics of that song. His fingers caressed my hair and my heart beat wildly all the time with the sensations this gesture managed to cause in me. Damn, it's so good to be in love and it's so unfair that he doesn't show the same feelings for me! In the middle of the dance, his index finger reaches my chin and lifts my head. His eyes scan my face and stop for a few seconds on my eyes, then move down to my mouth. A warm kiss dominates my lips and gradually becomes hungry and voracious. His hands squeeze me possessively and Gael lets out a low, painful moan into my mouth. "I want you, Evy!" He conf
Marriage Contract 43
Gael "How is she?" I hear Gael's concerned voice from a distance. I force myself to open my eyes, but I simply can't. "She slept the entire morning and didn't eat anything." "Is she sick?" I soon feel his touch on my forehead. "At least she doesn't have a fever! Evy?" He calls me calmly. "Evy, my love, wake up!" Oh, God, how I wish this dream were real! Then came a kiss on the lips, and another, and another... "Evy?" Finally, I open my eyes, and the blurry image of Gael appears right in front of me. I let out a lazy and low moan, stretching myself fully, sitting on the mattress, and rubbing my eyes to make sure I'm not dreaming. "Are you okay?" I can sense his genuine concern for me now. "Yes. What are you doing here at this hour? Shouldn't you be at the office?" He smiles with closed lips. "I should, but Lupe called me and said you weren't feeling well." I look at the maid standing behind him and then back at him. Wait, this wasn't a dream! Did he really call me "my love"? Oh God
Marriage Contract 44
Evy I turn off the shower and wrap myself in a large, soft towel. Facing the mirror on the bathroom counter, I start brushing my hair. While I do this, I think of Gael and sigh in a mixture of anxiety and discouragement. I know I need to tell him about the pregnancy, but I'll only do it as soon as I'm sure it's the right time. Maybe making a special dinner for the occasion will make it easier and a baby item might help. My heart leaps in my chest at the thought of his reaction. I think that first he would be extremely surprised, then there would be that silly first-time dad smile and maybe a few emotional tears too? Thirdly, he would shout with excitement to the four winds that he was going to be a father and finally, he would hug me, kiss me and... finally say that he loves me? I snort audibly. What if it's not like that? What if I'm just deluding myself? "It doesn't matter, Evy, he has a right to know!" I whisper to the image of myself in the mirror and at the same moment I jump
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