Reunited With The Bad Boy CEO

City of love

Warning: Mature content ahead!

Shawn's eyes bulged, as he looked at my face and then at my belly, and finally at my face again. He covered his mouth, his eyes beaming with pure joy and excitement.

"You- you're pregnant?" He repeated, placing a palm on my belly. I nodded in reply, my face flushing from all the excitement.

"It's almost around two months gone now. I went to do a test two days ago but wanted to surprise you." I admitted, my gaze diverting away from his eyes. I was afraid he would get mad at me for keeping it away, but his reaction completely took me off guard.

He drew me in for a hug, making sounds that further showed his excitement. It was almost like he was squealing.

"And surprised I am." He whispered into my ears. "But next time though, maybe keep me involved with the delivery, okay?"

I ended up giggling, nodding in agreement. "It's a deal."

We finally broke the hug, as I looked into Shawn's eyes again, seeing the love in them. He seemed like he'd gotten a few years younger with all his smiling.

"Should we tell everyone yet?" Shawn suddenly asked, looking around at the people who were still partying. The sun was already setting, painting its golden red rays on the sea waters, as seagulls flew by.

I quickly shook my head in reply. "No. We'll still give it some time. Maybe when the pregnancy is more obvious."

Shawn nodded his understanding, holding my belly again.

"So, is our baby a boy or girl?" He asked with a huge grin.

I chuckled, rolling my eyes. "Does that really matter?"

Shawn twisted his lips like he was thinking.

"Hmm... not really. I just want to know in case I have to start preparing for years of building dollhouses with them or playing video games. You know... stuff like that."

I laughed again, shaking my head. "Well then, prepare for years of building dollhouses and getting a free makeover." I smiled proudly. "It's a girl."

Shawn groaned dramatically, burying his head in my neck. We both ended up laughing and then danced like the world revolved around us.
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A week after the wedding, Shawn and I went on our honeymoon. The destination... Paris! Also known as the 'city of love'.

We went sightseeing, first to a museum of art, then to the Eiffel Tower.

"Have you been here before?" I turned to Shawn, holding his hand as we reached the top.

However, he twirled me around, taking me by surprise.

"What was that for?" I asked, feeling like I was going to die from embarrassment. There were other people up here, but they seemed too engrossed in the thrill of being in the Eiffel tower.

"Just checking out my wife, and mother of my kids." He planted his lips on mine, causing me to blush even more.

He dragged me gently to an observer telescope at the edge of the tower, which we used to view the city below. But then, I felt like teasing him a bit.

"When you say, 'kids', how many are you talking about exactly?" I leaned a bit on the rail, watching Shawn furrow his brow In thought.

"I don't know... four? Five, maybe?" He shrugged like it was something so easy.

I pouted, pushing his shoulder a little with my hand. "You're crazy. We're not having anything more than two kids. Three if you're lucky."

It was Shawn's turn to pout now.

"Awww...but don't you want to hear our kids playing all around the house, arguing about who's our favorite, messing everywhere up..." Shawn's voice trailed off, as he blinked his eyes awkwardly in realization.

"If you want more than two or three kids, then you can carry the pregnancy yourself. Shouldn't be impossible, right?" I made sure my tone was as sarcastic as possible.

Shawn smirked, leaning closer to me. "We could go back to the hotel room and see if we can make that a reality."

I squinted my eyes at first, but it didn't take long for me to get what he meant.

"You sneaky little perv." I rolled my eyes, causing Shawn and I to laugh to ourselves.

But our laughing subsided, as Shawn drew closer to me, whispering into my ears.

"I'm being for real though." He said calmly.

I gulped, feeling a spark run down my legs. I looked into Shawn's eyes, and at that moment, it was as if our minds were in sync. We both knew what we wanted.
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About an hour later, we finally reached the hotel suite. It was very large, with a spacious sitting room, a highly functional kitchen, and a master bedroom.

I walked into the kitchen, pouring myself and Shawn two glasses of wine. Just as I was about to turn back to the living room though, I met Shawn standing only a few inches in front of me, startling me a bit.

"So, how do you plan on getting me pregnant, Serenity?" He placed both his hands on the kitchen counter, blocking me from moving away.

I blushed hard. That sounded cringe. But then, I drew in a deep breath, looking Shawn in the eyes. I placed both my palms on his chest, breathing into his ear.

"I guess we'll have to find out." I cupped his cheeks, planting a kiss on his lips. Soon, he reciprocated, already taking off my dress.

He lifted me, placing me gently on the counter. I continued kissing him, wrapping my legs around his back as I unbuttoned his shirt.

Soon, his shirt was off and his pants down, revealing his hard rod. Smirking, I held it as he took off my pants, forcing me to moan loudly.

I helped him raise my dress to my lap when he struggled to take off the dress. Our passion was urgent. We were already getting breathless, panting as Shawn planted kisses on my neck.

I held his head, knowing what was coming next. He moved his dick closer to my opening, and then with one thrust, he managed to get in.

I moaned again, not caring about how loud my voice was.

"Are you okay?" Shawn suddenly asked, looking me in the eyes worriedly. I could guess why, and cupped his cheeks, giving him a reassuring smile.

"I'm fine." I breathed into his ears. Shawn had become extra careful during sex after he found out about my pregnancy. I found it cute but felt a little frustrated cause it felt like he was treating me like some fragile golden egg because of it. Emphasis on FRAGILE.

Seeing my eagerness to continue, Shawn pulled out before going in again. He placed one arm on my lap, and another on my back, supporting me from falling.

I brushed my hands into his hair, as the thrusts increased in both speed and intensity. I bit my lips, clasping my legs around Shawn even tighter.

I rubbed his chest, trying to find his nipples. When I eventually found them, I pinched them softly, relishing in Shawn's soft moans of pleasure.

The stimulation only seemed to make Shawn go wilder, as he rammed into me even faster. Finally, he pulled out, releasing his load on my lap.

"Argh." He groaned into my neck, shuddering from the orgasm.

We both breathed loudly, trying to catch our breaths. However, Shawn wasn't done with me yet, as he pushed his index and middle fingers into my opening, causing me to gasp. He kept simulating my clitoris, causing me to dig my nails into his back.

Soon, I reached orgasm, causing me to moan and Shawn to smile proudly. I shook my head, shoving him away playfully.

"I'm never gonna get pregnant at this rate." He grumbled with a pouty face, teasing me.

We laughed to ourselves, as Shawn carried me up from the kitchen counter and into the room.