This part happens before Alejandro's marriage and immediately after Val discovers she is pregnant.

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"Are you kidding me?" I asked, looking at Antonio as he packed up things for just a doctor's visit. "It's a regular checkup, Anto, not a delivery."

Since I told Antonio about the baby, he had been baby proofing the place as if a fetus of three weeks would pop right out and run around. I was sure, had it not been for my yelling and screaming, he would have packed me too in a bubble wrap.

"It's just a precaution, Valencita," he said, grabbing a bag from the top shelf of the cupboard. "In case we need to stay at the hospital."

I moved closer to Anto, addressing his back. "And what would make us stay in the hospital?" I patted his shoulder, turning him around.

Sighing, he left the suitcase open, running his hand through his hair. "Why are you being so stubborn? I said it's just a precaution."

Oh, the once ruthless man was now being a scared, concerned father.

I bit my lower lip, holding onto my laughter. Nodding sideways, I looked up at him. My palms cupped the sides of his face, making him focus on me.

"Anto, why are you being scared?" I needed to know what resulted in him acting in defense than his usual, carefree attitude. Clasping my arms around him, he pulled me closer.

"Because I'm scared. Okay. I'm scared for you and the baby. I'm scared that something will happen and that all these happy dreams of mine will vanish. So-"

"So nothing," I said, placing a finger across his lips. My heart melted at his concern. I couldn't help feel the flutter in my stomach at the way he was taking all kinds of precautions for me. Us. I had seen various forms of Anto but this one - this kind, utterly and madly caring form was the first I witnessed. "Nothing will happen to any of us. I know that."

After a brief pause, he sighed, shaking his head. "You promise that if you need anything or you feel anything different about your body, you'd ask me for help?"

I chuckled but Antonio was serious. He continued staring at me for long till my laughter subsided and all I could do was nod. "Yes. I promise."

At that very moment, he dragged me closer, nestling me over his chest and smothering me with love. There was something about the way a strong man turning into a puddle of concern had me feel all kinds of horny. Maybe, it was my flaring hormones.

I nuzzled my way into the crook of his neck, breathing slower for him to feel me. I knew his weak spot, one where he felt ticklish. Instead of his usual chuckle, Antonio grunted in a lowered, rumbling tone.

"What are you doing, Val? We need to be at the hospital in twenty minutes."

"The doc can wait," I said, dragging my teeth over the side of his neck and up, nipping at his right earlobe. "I need my baby daddy to satisfy me right now."

The moment I said it, Antonio gripped the back of my neck, tilting me away from him. He leaned closer, playing the same game like me, breathing down my face. His greenish eyes glistened with a strange light - one which only mean trouble.

"How badly do you want me, Cariño," he asked, running his tongue over my collarbone. It trailed goosebumps in its wake. "I want you to say it."

"So bad that if you don't start right now, I'd have to play with myself."

Antonio loved a challenge. More so, when it came from me. Picking me off the floor, he held me in his arms as if we were going to cross the threshold of our home and walked me to the bed.

"This is it?" I asked, watching him as he dragged his shirt off his body. "I don't want vanilla sex."

Antonio smirked at my comment and winked, moving closer and pushing me back into the mattress. "With you, my love, it's never vanilla."

Without any announcement, he plunged his lips over mine, sucking my bottom lip. Our tongues fought for dominance like always but at one point, I surrendered, feeling the rush of heat pooling between my legs.

His hand travelled over my torso and into my dress, gliding over my panty. With a quick pull, he snapped the string off my lacey panty and flung it behind.

"Ouch," I whispered, looking up at him as he moved off the bed, kneeling in front of me. "That hurt a little."

"Sorry love," he said, drawing my dress up and blowing warm air over the part where the panty lace abraded my skin. "But you seem too sensitive to play anymore, so I guess it's vanilla games for you."

Just like Anto, I loved taking up challenges. I tossed my body off the bed, pushing him on the carpeted floor. I unzipped my bodycon dress that fit my curve well. I was in that state where my belly hadn't shown but my breasts appeared fuller. Antonio loved watching me undress every night before I joined him in bed.

I knew his plan. Tossing my dress at him, I walked over to the closet that had a large mirror. Before I reached the place, I felt his hand around my globed ass.

Slap.

I felt a warm, pleasurable wave run down my spine. The area where his hand landed heated up. Antonio knelt behind, running his lips over the area which by now must have imprinted his hand.

"Did it hurt," he asked, kneading my ass while I tried to focus on my knees that were ready to give up under the warmth of his breath hitting my lower back.

"No."

Slap. Slap.

My body trembled, my legs were ready to give up. The way I reacted to his little punishments only made him desire me more. With a tighter grip, Antonio held my thighs and leaned from behind. His tongue dipped into my wet folds while his hands groped my ass, widening them.

"Anntooo..." I whimpered, trying to look behind but the pleasure his tongue inflicted blinded my vision. All I could do was try standing still while the tornado between my legs took hold of me.

Between his licking and my moans, he dipped a finger into my wet canal. My knees bent with pleasure. I held onto the nearest rack of clothes, pulling them for stability. Somehow I managed to toss open the mirrored closet to watch.

Antonio was kneeling behind me, his hand plunging in and out of my canal while his tongue lapped up my dripping juices. With a quicker pace, he dipped two more fingers in me, making me gasp in the process.

"Moan for me, cariño," he said. "Louder. I need to hear you come for me."

My knees were ready to give up, trembling without the immediate support of the ground but only the black heels in which I stood. The clothing rack I held, broke as I exerted more pressure. My arms gripped the sides of the mirrored closet door, bending me lower.

Antonio dug his tongue deeper into my folds, dragging it out. His other finger played with my clit. All I could do was focus on the blackened vision of ours in the mirror, of me pleading with more 'yes' for him to hear.

My eyes closed, my legs trembled when I felt the warmth flood between my legs and dripped down. For long, I tried controlling my breaths while Antonio made his way up, gripping my throat and bunching my hair.

"I know you like it hard but I can't risk it with the baby," he said, running his slick fingers over my torso. "But let's play a different game, cariño. One, where you're in charge."

"Really," I panted, turning around. I never got to be in charge. The wild stallion that was Antonio never liked being tamed. Although we both had a coin toss before who got to rule the bed, my fucking husband always won. I was sure he rigged the coin.

With his head nod, I sprang into action, grabbing his tie from one closet and tying his hands together.

"Darling, we have the cuffs."

"Shut up," I smacked his ass while I unbuckled his pant and dragged his boxer too. "Talk to me when you are asked to."

With a hooked eyebrow, Anto knew what he got himself into. I grabbed a sleep mask and set it over his eyes. His head tilted up and upon his smile, I knew he could see. Setting it in place perfectly, I walked over to the closet where he kept his leather cane.

Dragging it over his chest, I dug my teeth over his shoulder.

"Cariñooo,..." He moaned.

Whip.

"Did I give you permission to talk, slave?" I said. Antonio's smirk appeared as he nodded and smiled over his chest. He was finally a pawn to the games he played with me. "I'm in charge today. Do as I say."

He nodded.

Dropping on my knees, I plunged my mouth over his erection. He growled but midway stopped and held the back of my head, choking me on his length. My hand ran in parallel to my mouth, dragging in and out of him. I saw goosebumps trailing over his pelvis and his thighs. I looked up as I deep-throated him more and more, etching him closer to pleasure.

Antonio wanted to speak but he knew the rules better. He was a disciplined man whom I wanted to break. Plopping his erection out of my mouth, I suctioned it again.

"God," he whispered.

Whip.

"Cariiiñooo," he growled.

Whip.

He fell silent as I sucked harder on his manhood, making a popping sound when I dragged it out of my mouth. My tongue etched him closer, playing at his tip. Antonio couldn't control me any further as he bent forward, cussing and unloading himself in my mouth.

"Woman," he broke free from his tie bondage and pulled me up, kissing me so hard, I knew my lips would remain numb for long. "I love you, Val."

With that, he tossed away his sleep mask, pulling me over him, hanging me over his erection.

"It's my game," I protested. "I want-"

"You'll have you rough, woman," he said, plunging his hardened cock inside me fully. I moaned, cussed and bit his shoulder while he thrust me on the wall opposite to the mirror. I could see his lower back dragging in and out of my body, my legs trembling as I gripped Anto's taut back, digging my nails for support.

"Say my name," he whispered, thrusting me harder. "Fucking say my name."

"Antonio," I whispered, biting into the nape of his neck as the pleasure mounted between my legs again. "Is this your rough? Then you are getting old."

Within seconds, I was made to stand in the washroom, a leg up over the marble slab and bent forward in front of the bathroom mirror. Antonio unclasped my bra and knead my boobs, harder as he thrust in me.

"Like it?" He thrust harder, bunching my hair in a bun and arching my back. Smack. I felt the warmth sting of his smack on my butt. Smack. Another one hit but it wasn't over the ass.

He was penetrating me from behind while his fingers kept tapping my clit. My legs trembled, my vision blurred.

"Antoooniiio," I wasn't even sure if I was calling his name or drifting under pleasure waves.

Harder, faster strokes broke my reverie. He grabbed my boob, pinching my nipple. Turning me around, he made me sit on the slab, like the first time at the party and plunged his erection in me again, pumping me faster.

"Say it, cariño. Say what I want to hear..."

I knew when he would say that. "I want you to come over me."

Antonio's finger circled over my clit as I reached my climax, our moans filling up the wash. He pumped me harder, harder than before and then pulled out, spraying me with his juices partly before thrusting back to fill me up.

I leaned back on the slab, the cold marble caressing my warm body as we panted for air. Antonio cleared the slick hair over my face and kissed my forehead.

"Hope that wasn't vanilla," he said, dipping down to suck my perky breasts. "Cariño, you are becoming a goddess day by day."

"Really," I dragged him under the shower, turning on the warm panel of water. "Then you know that goddesses liked to be worshipped daily."

He nodded, bending near me. "I intend to do so."

And thus began our round two.

Needless to say, the doctor's appointment had to be rescheduled.

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Liked it? Let me know ;)

Also, did anyone notice that Antonio started calling Val cariño more then before?

Cariño is used for someone you're very fond of. 

So... 

*Blush Blush*

On another note, go read THE KING's EXECUTIONER

It's really picking up the stakes and you don't want to miss it.

Enjoy <3