Mr & Mrs

Chapter 5

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Slightly mature towards the ending

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I open my eyes and I'm immediately meet with a sigh of relief from Jason who kisses my hands.

"God, I was so worried for you." He uses my hands to rub his face. "You passed out."

I look at him worriedly.

"Our little one is fine but you need to take it easy." He squeeze my hand or a moment before releasing. "You should really consider who your friends are. It could've gotten a lot worse and I don't want that happening again."

"Did the media find out?" I ask while biting my lip, a nurse walks in and hands me water which I gratefully take.

"No, they only know about the fight that went down but they don't anything regarding you." I sigh in relief. "Everyone has sworn to secrecy but I think that we should let our families know."

"I know, this is all such a mess." I state as the nurse checks over everything.

"Yeah and I think it's worth being prepared if somebody lets it slip that you are pregnant." He says as he sits back in his seat.

We stay silent for a moment as the nurse let's us know that she is going to fetch the doctor.

"I'm booking us a flight out of here, I don't want anyone crowding around you or trying to get any scoop on the little one." I look at him with a faint smile. "We are still early on in this pregnancy, it's very easy for us to lose this baby and I don't want that."

"Jason." I squeeze his hand as he wipes at his eyes.

"We weren't ready the first time." I close my eyes as a few tears slip as I listen to the hurt in his voice, "We didn't get that far in this pregnancy but we've wanted this. I've always wanted a baby with you but I just wanted you to be happy and want it to. Now that it has finally happened for us again, I don't want to lose this one."

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True to his word Jason flew us out. He flew us out to the Bahamas and let me tell you, a bih is laid out. We got to tell our families before jetting away. I am just so happy to be away from the drama, that drama could've made me lose my baby. That's saying something.

My phone has been blowing up so I have my personal assistant using my other phone back in LA to get through to my contacts and inform them that I am fine. I did speak with the Fenty sisters, Cardi and John just for their peace of mind.

I look up from my phone to see my sexy beast coming out of the ocean.

I am truly blessed to have such a wonderful man who is willing to take such good care of me.

"What you thinking?" He asks as he shakes out his hair. I use my hat to cover my face from the water droplets which is hitting my back.

"About how blessed I am." I say and he smiles down at me.

"We are both blessed." He responds and I say Amen.

"Jason, you is RICH rich." He looks at me confused, "How you gone book out the whole beach for the two of us?"

"I just promised to come here for the Aquaman premiere." He says with a wink. 

"Of course you did." I say while playfully rolling my eyes at him.

"Well," He dramatically looks around before whistling, "looks like we are alone."

I bite my lip at him, "Looks like."

"Anything can happen and nobody would know." He seductively says as his hands begin to massage my bum, causing me to moan. "You like that?"

I turn over on my back, exposing my breasts to him.

"Come on Aquaman." I say as I lean back while staring at him with lust filled eyes. 

"Well, I'm not going down on you." I furrow my brows at him.

"Why not?" I spread my legs open, "She not good enough for you?"

"Considering that we were playing in the sand, I don't feel like licking sand flavoured coochie." He says and I burst out laughing. 

This is why I married this man, the only man that can make me laugh and not feel like shit. 

I grab him by the shirt, making sure to tear it using my nails.

"Someone's getting feisty." He mutters against my lips as he spreads my legs open again, he lays between my legs as we tongue eachother. I run my hands through his hair and he tightens his grip on my waist as he begins to lightly thrust into me.

I tug on his lower lip, becoming agitated by the fact that we are having dry sex. I want the real thing so I use my toes to pull down his shorts, thank God he went commando. 

Let's just say we that we really got it going on.

If we weren't already pregnant then a baby would've been conceived here, right now.