The Tycoon's Convenient Baby: A BWWM Pregnancy Romance by Cherry Kay Page B

nether regions of her body that she thought were long cold.
    She could not stop herself from crying out in ecstasy as he brought her to an orgasm and then minutes later, his hands clamped on her hips, his eyes closed and his teeth clenched, he brought her to orgasm again, and as she came, he came with her, filling her with heat, and she leaned her head against his shoulder, shuddering with pleasure.
    They fell away from each other and she left him in the pool, slightly less concerned that he would see her body as she withdrew from the water. That night, they were intimate in each other’s arms again, and her inhibitions had dissolved. She knew what his body would feel like inside of hers, and she knew what she could expect with him. She began to trust him, and that allowed her to be so comfortable that she began to genuinely enjoy the intimacy between them. When he moved in her, she began to move with him, and to do what she could to help him reach his orgasm, and that built a bond between them.
    Their intimacy seemed to follow unspoken rules, rules that defined how and where they touched each other, and what was allowed as contractual marriage sex, and what was not explored or discovered. Aside from being inside of her, he did not touch her where her bikini swimsuit covered her, and he did not kiss her, and yet, their heat and need for each other began to grow over the days of their honeymoon.
    From the lagoon to the pools, to the boat and the beach bed, from the shower to their own bed in their room, they were intimate throughout the days and nights, and with every encounter, they trusted each other more, they knew each other better, and by the close of their honeymoon, they had found a way to come together to make their child without compromising their hearts, and yet still fulfilling the needs of their bodies.
    They flew back to San Francisco with their companions and listened to the stories that they told about swimming with dolphins and riding horseback through jungle lands, about meeting locals and learning to dance and cook the regional food. Elise and David were quiet most of the way back, aside from Sarah pulling Elise aside at one point and insisting that she tell her how things went.
    Elise assured her that things went very well and that it had worked out. They were going to be able to conceive their child without all the drama and mess of emotion, and she was very pleased to say it.
    When they returned to San Francisco, the big changes began as Elise took over her store again and moved her things from her house to David’s house. He gave Elise her own room overlooking the garden, and she arranged herself in the room until it was comfortable to her.
    He asked if he might see her business, and she took him to her shop, introduced him to the girls that worked for her, and all of them swooned and looked at him with wide smiles. David was intrigued with Elise’s ideas for expanding her business. She showed him all of the things she had done in her shop and how her business had grown continuously over time since she had started it. He was dumbfounded that the bank had not helped her.
    “Elise,” he told her, looking at all of her paperwork as they sat in her office, “this is a brilliant business. This is what most businesses should be doing, and you’re doing it. I can’t believe those idiots at the bank turned you down. You obviously know what you’re doing and you have a golden goose idea here.”
    She laughed at him. “I have a what?”
    He tilted his head and smiled at her. “A golden goose idea… it’s the goose from Jack and the Beanstalk that laid all the golden eggs. See, instead of taking all the treasure that the giant had, Jack took the goose, which is really where the biggest treasure came from. Your ideas are all golden eggs, and anyone who can’t see that has no business running a bank.”
    He looked at her papers again and then looked back up at her, setting her papers down and smiling.