Take care of her, yeah?”
“That’s high praise, you know,” I said, nudging Adam.
“I figured, yeah.”
Soon, it all faded away, as did where we were. The private jet took us where we both wanted to be. The island looked different as we approached. Not worse, but slightly less impressive. I guess you really could get used to anything, even a private island paradise, with enough exposure.
The plane touched down gently. The pilot was an honorably discharged RAF pilot, and rolled to a halt.
The car was already parked by the airstrip as we went down the stairs. Adam was in the front. I was pretty sure he would have carried me down, were it possible. I was somewhat surprised to see Imogen get out of the driver's side and stand her post by the back door.
“She needed a break, so I asked if she wanted a job,” Adam said.
The mansion looked very much the same. Except that an in-ground pool had been added, and more stables, for more horses.
“I thought Freya would like the new additions,” Adam told me.
“Ummm, yeah,” I agreed, really too stunned to say anything else.
“I’m having a fence put up around the pool because I don’t want either of our babies accidentally walking or crawling in there. The contractors are supposed to come while we’re on our honeymoon and Astrid is watching Freya.”
“Awesome,” I told him, so happy about everything.
I was so excited for our new baby to arrive. And I liked how he called Freya “ours.” We already had the adoption paperwork in motion, but to him, it was like it was official.
Adam had made an app that pulled in every single newspaper and media outlet in the country and then blasted out a reward notification for the whereabouts of Freya’s dad. He made sure to mention that no child support would need to be paid if he would only contact us, and that all that we wanted was for him to sign divorce papers and the adoption papers allowing Adam to adopt Freya.
It all turned out so much better than I could have hoped, as he agreed to everything, glad to be off the hook. Freya knew Adam better than she had ever known her real dad, since she was literally a newborn when he left, and I knew that she adored him. This arrangement was best for everyone involved.
“Where is everything you had in the pal?”
“Storage or in here. I didn't get rid of anything really important.”
The house really did feel like it could be home. Schooling for the kids might be a bit of a challenge, but we could commute.
As soon as I was through the door, my feet were off the floor. Adam swooped me up and carried me to the stairs. I felt the same as he did and didn't resist. Not that I would have anyway.
We had talked about it before and, while we both loved it deeply, we agreed not to get too intense while I was pregnant. That didn't mean we couldn't still have lots of fun, though.
“I thought we might try something different,” Adam said, laying me on the bed.
“What's that, Master?”
“Well, it is our wedding night, and while neither of us are virgins in any way, shape or form, it should still be special.”
“With you so far.”
“So, what I am going to do to you, my sweet little pet, is something I have never done with anyone before.”
“What's that, Master?” I asked, trembling with anticipation.
“I am going to fuck you vanilla style.”
I wasn't quite sure what that meant, but he soon made himself clear. Patently extracting me from the dress so I was completely bare, Adam gave me a full body massage. Every inch of muscle relaxed to the point where I could barely lift my head.
When I was ready, he gently turned me onto my back, opening my legs. Caressing his way back up my quivering thighs, he worked my pussy with his fingers, and then his tongue, to three orgasms in a row.
Stroking me calm, he kissed his way down from my neck to my pussy and gave me a long, tender stroke with his tongue, covering the entire length and most of the width of my cunt. I was just about to burst when he stopped and coaxed me to a gentle orgasm with his thumb.
When I was ready, my darling master took off his clothes. His beautiful cock was already quite hard as he mounted me.
Holding my hands above my head, he kissed