David & Ani - Bonus Content

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ANICA
Sighing contentedly, I fold my arms on the windowsill, resting my chin on top of them. Spring in the South of France is amazing. My eyes move back to the fancy train carriage, where David is lounging on the seat across from me, reading a creased paperback. The Great Gatsby.
            “Your favorite book?” I tease him, still remembering our clash when I pushed that first week about his favorite color.
            David looks up from the page, a half-smile playing across his full lips. “I read it at least once a year.”
            “Seriously?”
            “Yes. Surprised?”
            Am I? Honestly? Jazz, the suits he likes wearing, how much of a gentleman he is unconsciously. “No. It suits you.”
            He closes the book, sitting up in his seat, eyeing me with intrigue. “If you had known it, would you have done the Haven Property design differently?”
            I purse my lips, studying him carefully. He’s not in a suit at the moment, wearing jeans and a polo shirt. He looks relaxed. More relaxed than he ever looked in New York.
            “No. I think I captured that aspect of your personality.”
            David grins, vaulting out of his seat to drop on mine, tugging me into his lap and teasing my temple with his lips.
            “You know my personality better than anyone else on earth.”
            My cheeks flood with heat. That’s so sweet. I don’t know how true it is, but it’s a nice idea. My eyes find the green landscape rolling past us. “Why the South of France?”
            “Why not? I asked where you wanted to go on our honeymoon, and you said I could pick wherever.”
            “Yes, but why did you pick here?”
            “Because they have some of the loveliest art galleries in the world, and I want to show them to you.”
            My heart thuds in my chest. “That’s so incredibly sweet.”
            “Don’t tell anyone. I don’t want to ruin my reputation as a complete asshole back in New York.”
            “Your secret is safe with me.”
            David chuckles, his lips finding mine. “Did you want to fuck me here in this seat with the wind tangling in your hair?”
            My heart isn’t the only thing pulsing now. Oh my. Yes, please. My arms slide around his neck, and I twist in his lap, shifting until I’m straddling him.
            “That’s what I’m talking about,” he murmurs appreciatively against my lips, his hands kneading my ass. I’m glad I’m wearing a sundress. It will make things easier.
            David’s fingers skate up my thighs, under my dress, raising goosebumps as I grind down on him.
            “I need to be inside you, sweetheart,” David pants against my mouth. I won’t argue with that.
            “Please.”
            I set my knees on the plush seat on either side of David’s thighs, lifting off him slightly. With a groan, David releases his cock, shoving my panties aside and stroking my folds. The sun is shining in through the window, and the lovely breeze is ruffling my hair. This is heaven. His hand grips my hip, guiding me down until he is fully sheathed. I sigh against his lips, rocking my hips gently. No, now this is heaven.
            “That’s it, sweetheart. Ride me.”
            I don’t need to be told twice. Sliding my fingers through David’s thick, tousled hair, I find my rhythm, breaking our kiss so I can press my forehead against his. Our eyes burn together as I bounce on his cock, chasing my release. David’s hand cups my cheek, his thumb stroking softly as I pant and gasp.
            “You’re so fucking beautiful, Ani. Did you know that?”
            I don’t know if that’s true, but the fierce way he says it, with his eyes shining into mine, I almost believe it. My inner muscles clench and I come, unable to fight the look on David’s face and his intoxicating words.
            “I love you, David.”
            “I love you, Ani. You’re the best thing that ever happened to me.”
            Now look who's stealing my lines.
 

DAVID
Ani dances across the hotel room, a strawberry in one hand, and a glass of champagne in the other. She’s wearing my polo shirt, and nothing else. She’s an absolute vision.
            With a giggle, she settles down on the bed beside me, popping the rest of the strawberry into her mouth, and chasing it down with some bubbles.
            “Thank you for bringing me here. The art is out of this world.”
            Outside our hotel room, Nice is shutting down for the night. My arms snake around Ani’s waist, anchoring her to me.
            “What do you think Tim and Angie will call their baby?” Ani asks. I grin, nuzzling her neck with my nose. Tim told me the morning after the wedding that Angie is due in October. I still can’t wrap my head around the idea of Timmy being a dad, or me being an uncle.
            “They’ll name him William if he’s a boy.”
            “After your uncle? That’s sweet.”
            “It’s very Timmy. And Angie, actually.”
            I lean back, stroking Ani’s hair out of her face as she sips her glass of champagne, watching me.
            “What?” she laughs, setting her glass down on the nightstand beside her and turning back to me.
            “Have you thought about kids?”
            Ani frowns, her lips twitching. She fidgets with the hem of the polo shirt. “Thought what about them?”
            “Whether you’d like them?”
            “Oh.” Ani’s frown clears, and her cheeks flame. I trail my thumb over one, feeling the heat against my flesh. “I mean… I guess… I hadn’t… what are your thoughts?”
            “That you’re cute when you’re flustered.”
            Ani scoffs, slapping my bare chest with her open palm.
            “Uh, ouch.”
            “Man up.”
            “Stop distracting me. We were having a serious conversation.”
            Ani’s giggles disappear and she eyes me carefully. “And what was your answer?”
            My answer to what my thoughts are about kids? “I want to have kids with you.”
            “Oh.” She flushes again, looking adorably pleased. “Uh, when? I mean… what’s your timeline?”
            My hand drops to her stomach, smoothing over it. “I want my kids to be close in age to Timmy’s. Like all us cousins are.”
            There is silence as Ani stares at me, her lips slightly parted. I hold my breath. Shit. I didn’t realize until right now how important this is to me. What if she doesn’t agree? Ani wiggles out of my arms and my heart thuds in my chest. Fuck. My mind goes blank as Ani strips the polo shirt over her head, letting it flutter to the ground as she eyes me, completely naked.
            “We’d better get trying then.”
            I growl, launching myself at her. Ani giggles, as she tumbles back, and I land on top of her, my lips finding hers. I know that she is on birth control, so having sex right now won’t have any effect on a pregnancy, but there’s no harm in practicing.
            Ani moans as my fingers slick through her folds, entering her, my lips teasing her throat. Maybe, if I try really hard – and we visit a doctor while we’re over here – I’ll have her pregnant before we return to New York next month. I’ll certainly do my best.
 
The End.

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