Chapter 36

Anelise let out a content sigh, adjusting her sunglasses.

“Feeling good?” her husband’s voice floated to her.

She turned to him, a smile playing on her lips. “I’m beyond happy. Can we just have Ollie shipped here and stay on the French Riviera forever?”

Michael chuckled, his hand gently rubbing her arm. “That sounds like heaven, but if I’m jobless, how are we going to survive?”

“Hmm... We could find a way to make money. Maybe there’s a market for having mind-blowing sex all the time?” she asked, her tone innocent.

Michael burst into laughter. “There might be, but I’m not sure how thrilled my parents and the Rothschilds would be about it!”

He leaned in to kiss her, pulling back with a playful growl. “And I’ve already told you, ~no one~ else gets to see these amazing fucking tits but me! That’s why I vetoed your nude beach idea!”

She shot him a wicked grin. “I just thought it might be fun. You could see what other sizes are out there.”

He pulled her close, whispering in her ear, “If you keep teasing me, you’ll pay for it later! This size, your size, is all I need. Don’t you forget it!”

She kissed his chest as he shifted to his side. “Are you going to make me pay like when we were in London the first time or like last week in Paris?”

He groaned. “You, Mrs. Whitlock, are driving me crazy! I’ll spank your perfect ass until it’s red and you’re dripping wet for me. Then I’ll fuck you until you scream my name and cum all over my cock!”

He sat up, pulling her to him. “Now, unless you want us to get arrested for public indecency because I’ll be fucking you right here on this family-friendly beach, you better rein in that wild imagination of yours until we get back to the hotel!”

She pouted. “Fine. But later, you’re going to have to make good on that promise!”

“I’ve created a monster, haven’t I?” Michael asked, feigning exasperation. “You’re completely addicted to sex now!”

“Only with you!” she replied, pressing her lips to his. “It’s hard not to be when we’ve been doing it at least three times a day for ten days! Just another thing we can blame on Paris!”

He grinned, pulling her to him. “It’s been a great trip, hasn’t it? What was your favorite part?”

“It’s been perfect, but are you asking about my favorite part besides the sex?” she asked.

“Yes, besides the sex, you perv.” He chuckled.

“Hmmmm… There was so much! I loved exploring Paris with you. The Louvre was amazing, all the castles, the burlesque show, the food, everything was mind-blowing.”

“The countryside was stunning too; the rolling hills, all the wineries we visited, and the time we walked back to our hotel totally tipsy on that incredible dessert wine and made love on the balcony.”

“And then here on the beach and seeing Saint Tropez and Cannes and just doing nothing. So I guess my favorite part was everything! What was yours?”

Michael smiled and nodded. “I agree with everything you said, but I think my favorite part was waking up to you every single day.”

Anelise moved up and kissed him softly. “And we get to do that every day for the rest of our lives. I love you, Michael.”

“I love you, too,” he said, pulling her close again, and she lazily started tracing figures on his abdomen.

They were quiet for several minutes before she spoke. “Michael, I’ve been thinking about something…”

“What is it, my love?”

“When we get home, I want to wait a few weeks and get settled, and then I want to start trying for a baby…,” she said quietly.

“You do? You know there’s no rush, right?” he said.

“I know. But, this is something I really want. I know I’m only twenty-one, but I don’t want Ollie to be too much older than his siblings. What do you think?” she asked, suddenly nervous.

“Anelise, whenever you’re ready, you just let me know. This is your decision. I’m ready whenever you are. Just know I love you with all my heart,” he replied, making her tear up.

“You’re too good to me, Michael. I love you too, and I’ll let you know when I’m ready.”

She kissed him again to seal their pact and just enjoyed the rest of their day.

—

Summer was in full swing in Nashville, and Anelise was thrilled they bought a pass to the neighborhood pool. She would take Ollie at least once a week and got him into swimming lessons too. He was a regular little fish and loved the water.

She watched him from the side as his teacher taught him the backstroke, or at least tried to. She took a video and sent it to Michael who replied with the laughing emoji, “That kid cracks me up!”

She laughed to herself and sat back with her book to pass the time and ended up thinking about how awesome her life was. It was August, and all the wedding hoopla was done, the thank you notes had been sent, and all the gifts were put away.

Her job was awesome and she loved the people she worked with. Ollie loved his daycare and was flourishing. She couldn’t believe they had put him on the list for the private school that all the Rothschilds went to for kindergarten.

How could he possibly be starting school this time next year?! She shook that thought from her mind and thought about how well her appointment went that morning. She couldn’t wait to talk to Michael and see what he thought.

She smiled again when she thought about her husband. He loved his job and even though he traveled a bit every month, he loved going to work.

He worked closely with JJ and Christopher, and those three were fast becoming thick as thieves. Michael was thrilled when Craig had announced that he was moving down here too.

He was lonely in Chicago, he said, and found a really good firm in Nashville who hired him for their corporate division. He was set to close on his townhouse next week, and he easily fit in with Michael, JJ, and Christopher.

Leslie was hired in the marketing department of one of the branches of Rothschilds and loved her job too. She and Anelise still hung out twice a week and talked all the time.

Leslie was always a bit secretive about her romantic escapades, which made Anelise curious. But she didn’t push. She knew Leslie would open up when she was ready.

“Mommy!” A squeal echoed, followed by a damp little body hurling itself into her lap, causing her to chuckle.

“You’re all wet! Are you done swimming?” Anelise asked, reaching for his towel to dry him off.

“Yep! Did you snap a picture for Daddy?” he asked, his hair tousled as she rubbed it dry.

“I sure did. He thinks you’re getting really good! Soon, you’ll be a better swimmer than him!” Anelise said, her words making the little boy beam with pride.

They chatted and laughed until he was dry. As Anelise was helping him into his shirt and flip-flops, she noticed him staring at something. She followed his gaze but couldn’t figure out what had caught his attention.

“Mommy, what’s wrong with that lady?” he asked, pointing at a heavily pregnant woman with another little boy.

“Well, sweetheart, she’s going to have a baby. There’s a baby in her tummy,” Anelise explained.

“Does it hurt her?” he asked, his eyes wide with concern.

“No, sweetheart. It doesn’t hurt her. The baby grows really slowly, so it doesn’t cause any pain,” she reassured him, hoping her explanation would satisfy his curiosity. He looked thoughtful, his little brows furrowed as he processed the information.

He was quiet on the drive home, and Anelise couldn’t help but worry that she might have overwhelmed him. She shared the incident with Michael, who laughed, kissed her forehead, and assured her their son would be just fine.

That night, after Ollie had gone to bed, they lay together on the big couch outside, listening to the symphony of frogs, insects, and other nocturnal creatures. It was a peaceful way to end the day, leaving them both feeling content.

“Michael?”

‘Yes, love?’ he responded tenderly.

“I think it’s time.”

“Time for what?”

“I want us to start trying for a baby. I want to get pregnant,” she said softly.

He shifted, pulling her up so they were face to face. “Are you sure?”

“Yes. I actually saw the doctor today, and he said I can stop taking the pill whenever we’re ready,” she replied.

A slow smile spread across his face. “I would love nothing more than to have a baby with you. Should we head upstairs so I can get you pregnant?”

“What’s wrong with right here?” she challenged.

Without wasting a moment, Michael sat them up, pulled off her t-shirt, and began to caress her breasts and kiss her. Soon, they were both panting, and Anelise stood up to slide off her underwear.

She then unbuttoned Michael’s shorts, releasing his hard cock. Anelise stroked him a few times, lifted her skirt, straddled him, and slowly lowered herself onto him, their mutual moans filling the air.

“Why do you always feel so damn good?” Michael asked, his lips against her chest.

“I could ask the same of you!” Anelise replied, her fingers running through his hair. She tilted his face up and kissed him, her hips beginning to move.

She rode him slowly, building their pleasure until they couldn’t stand it anymore. They quickened their pace, their panting and moaning the only sounds in the backyard.

“I’m gonna cum, Michael,” she panted.

“Good! Cum with me, let’s make a baby!” he grunted.

Pleasure washed over her, and she arched her back in ecstasy, feeling him release right after, holding her down on him as deep as he could, both of them panting.

They stayed like that for several minutes, catching their breath, then started kissing again, their intimacy unbroken.

Michael felt himself harden again, still inside her, and soon she was slowly riding him once more. He was in awe of how well they fit together in every way.

Their conversations, their laughter, their intimacy, and their sex—it was always incredible, and it never ceased to amaze him.

“Ani, I love you so much,” he murmured against her lips as she rode him.

“I love you too, Michael,” she whispered back, quickening her pace.

A few minutes later, they climaxed together, gasping and kissing each other. He laid them down on the couch and finally slipped out of her, holding her close and imagining how beautiful their children would be.