"Grayson," Alexa whines for the millionth time, "please tell me where you're taking me."
Grayson relaxes against his seat. Alexa curls up against him, her denim pants rubbing against his bare knee. He wraps his arms around her tiny body. His private jet was given their destination and Alexa is desperate to know where he is taking them.
He ignores her with a smirk on his neatly trimmed face. She curls further up, most likely trying to stop her curiosity. Grayson changes the subject.
"How soon are you willing to conceive?"
That defiently has Alexa's mind wandering away from where they're going. Alexa is willing to have their first child when Grayson is ready. After all, she isn't going to be the only one caring for the child. After a lengthy discuss with Grayson about working, they've both decided they want a large family and that Alexa should stay home. She doesn't mind at all, it's what she wanted actually.
"Whenever we feel ready."
Grayson raises an eyebrow in disbelief. "Are you ready now?"
"I feel completely comfortable with the idea of having a child right now."
His heart soars for miles. Alexa Ryker is ready to have their first child and he can't be happier. "Does that mean as soon as we settle I can ravish you?" His voice is husky, deeper than normal, laced with lust.
A shiver runs down Alexa's back. His words do something to her. She has never been so affected by a man before. Usually if a man had said something so dirty she would've blushed and run away. But there's something so different about it being from that of her husband. She finds it sexy.
"That's a promise."
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Alexa squeals and pulls the white sheet over her nude body. "Grayson, please! Three times is enough." The sun is setting in Cancun, Mexico and Grayson had managed to attack Alexa as soon as they set foot in their resort room.
"I'm just making sure my baby is inside you."
She loves his words. She loves even more when he acts on his words.
"I love you, Grayson Ryker."
"I love you, Dollface Ryker."
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Alexa purrs at the feeling of the woman's magical hands. She has never gotten a real massage by a real masseuse. Grayson sleeps on the table beside Alexa's, the man not stopping massaging Grayson. Alexa shakes her head and laughs softly at her husband. Six foot four inches of teddy bear.
Once Alexa pays the masseuses, and wakes Grayson from his nap, the two are off to find a decent place to eat.
Grayson insists the couple dine at an Italian restaurant, but Alexa is really craving authentic mexican. Grayson knows he shouldn't cave, otherwise Alexa will get the idea that he is a pushover, but just the look of desperation on her face has him leaning more and more towards mexican.
Grayson leads them to the Mexican restaurant.
