Tied to the Billionaire(53)

She shook her head. “Tradition versus kink. Maybe I’m not enough? Maybe he needs a traditional wife and subs?”

“That works for some. Everything works for some people.”

“You know him as well as I do.” Fi needed advice and this wasn’t an area she could ask her mother about.

“Not that well.” She chuckled.

“True, but you’ve known him longer. You keep his business world in line and he respects you.” Fiona smiled. “Do I make him happy?”

“He’s never been happy until you. I don’t think he could juggle more than one woman. Not in his heart or his bed.”

“Then he may need more time.” Fiona touched up her lipstick. If she had to wait, she’d wait until he was sure how it could work.

A knock on the door sent the butterflies raging in her body again.

“You’re not to see her before,” the Domme scolded Jason.

“If you want a ceremony, you need to let me speak to her.” Jason walked in.

Fiona liked him in a tuxedo. A suit was nice too. But stripped to the waist was her favourite vision of him, next to naked. “It’s okay.” Fiona nodded.

The Domme left and Fi felt the change in the room. Alone with Jason always felt safe but now it felt like Judgement Day. She needed to stay positive. Turning on the stool so that she faced him, she couldn’t find the strength to stand or even to kneel.

“You came,” she said.

“I did. You’re right. Sixty years is a long time.” He folded his arms.

“We can undo it if you want. Annul it.” She looked down.

“Not a chance in hell. You gave me a lot to think about and I should’ve had that conversation with you earlier. I didn’t mean to ruin the day.” He sighed.

“You didn’t ruin anything. I know your family history made you nervous. So did mine. My not having a father makes me more clingy or needy at times but I’m secure with you. I don’t want my children to go through what I did. If I pushed you to marriage too fast, I’m sorry.” She believed they were ready and it was right.

“It’s not the marriage we need to sort out. It’s the kink. I love it, but I want kids too.” He slid his fingers under her chin and lifted.

She looked him in the eye and smiled. “Three sounds good to me. We can start trying. The pills take a little time to get out of my system but not that long.”

“But I can’t take the chance. Not while trying or when you’re pregnant.” His expression went hard and almost angry…like when a Dom slipped or went too far.

“You’d never be too hard on me. That’s an added medical situation. I know you’d be extra gentle.” She trusted him. Didn’t he know that?

Then she saw the conflict and remembered her father’s own doubts. The one time she’d tracked him down, he’d denied her. Without a DNA test, the word of the mother was all a man had. “Oh. Is that all?”

“I trust you. It’s just…” He turned away.

“Well, this is something easy to fix.” She laughed and hugged him from behind.

“It is?” he asked.

“During the times when we’re trying and when I am pregnant, no sharing. No Teddy or any other Doms. No Doms-in-training practising on me because they could slip. None of that. I don’t want anyone else’s child either. I just want yours. So no chances will be taken. I refuse and you won’t have the option to share me then. But once the kids are here and things settle down, I can get an IUD so there’s no chance I’d forget the pill. Then when you get the urge to watch, we may both be in need of a little shakeup by then.” She kissed his strong back. “We are on the same page and can sort it out. You can even have a DNA test if you want.”

He turned, kissed her hard and pressed a hand over her stomach. “Never. I don’t want to have an only child. At least two.”

She agreed with that as well. “It’s so lonely when you only have one parent around who has to work and no siblings. I’ll be able to work from the greenhouse at home. The kids can make a huge mess.”

“Yes. You were right.” He kissed her neck and bare shoulders.

“Of course I was. If you never want to share me again, that’s fine. But I don’t want you denying what you love because you think it’s wrong. We make our own rules. Some tradition is good, but we’ll adapt as we go. One other thing, once the kids arrive, no sharing in the house. Only here. I don’t want them walking in on anything by accident.” She stroked his shoulders.

The image of his father with another man, in bed and graphically intimate, haunted her husband. She’d never do that to her children. Even if their father was involved and loving, they didn’t need that confusion while young.

“You know me too damn well.” He smacked her ass. “I love you.”

“Good, because you’re stuck with me forever.” She pulled away. “Now get out there before people start to worry.”

“Maybe we should consummate the first wedding first?” He reached for her.

“No, they’ll tease me out there because I couldn’t wait. It’s always so obvious when a couple is f*cking and playing right before. This is a serious deal.” She wasn’t going to settle for anything less than doing it right if they were going through with it.