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When did I become such a fearful person? It's even worse now that I'm pregnant.

Maybe one of the symptoms of pregnancy is anxiety, and my anxiety might have multiplied because I'm bothered about his reaction when he learns I'm carrying his child. My eyes rake around the exotic living room with classic furniture and home accessories. He takes me to the backyard, and I gasp.

"Wow! This is beautiful." I lean on the back porch railing, staring at the white beach sand and the blue ocean that stretches as far as the eyes can see.

"I hope you like the surprise. I thought you might be bored staying in my cabin. And we’re closer to the city." He points back in the direction we came. “There are great restaurants in that area, and I have a private beach.”

I turn back to face him with a big smile and then kiss him on the cheek. "Thank you."

Excitedly, I kick off my flip-flops and run down the patch to the beach my feet sinking in the sand.

"I see why you love being around water. It’s so relaxing." I wiggle my toes, enjoying the coldness of the water.

I pull off my hair ties and let my hair hang down my back. The sky is blue, and clouds seem to be kissing the end of the water. My body shudders as I felt Tristano's warm arms around my waist from behind. He pressed his warm lips to the space between my shoulder and neck, spreading desire down my spine.

"You’re always trying to make me happy. Thank you. "

He turns me around gently, arms resting on my shoulders with my chest rubbing his. "You're welcome. I'm a man of few words and more actions. This is to show you how I feel here." He places my palm on his chest, his heart beating against my hand.

"I can hear how you feel about me. I feel the same way too."

The breeze rushing out of the blue sea blows the mass of my hair forward, and Tristano pushes it behind my ears.

He leans forward, kissing my lips, and in response, I coil my arms around his neck. I feel like I can kiss him for eternity. But right now, my mind isn't completely focused I pull back, ready to tell him.

His cute eyes question mine when I withdraw. Then he forces a smile. “Everything okay?”

There’s no way to explain it. I try to think of the right words. In the end, I state the truth. "I'm pregnant."

His grip loosens around my waist until his hands drop. My heart palpitates as he stares aimlessly with a clenched jaw. I wait, watching him process my news.

Tristano walks to the shore and steps his feet inside the water as if he's hot and needs something to cool him off. He relaxed his hands in his pockets, staring at the end of the water.

Now, we're standing shoulder to shoulder in silence.

"I didn't think I'll become a father this quickly... Are you sure?"

“I missed my period about a week ago. We could get a test."

“We’ll get one, either way, we’ll be all right.” He reaches for my hand. His eyes soften as he stares at me.

"Thank you."

"So now you can cheer up." He sweeps me off my feet, heading inside. Every nerve in my body is excited and ready to get it on.

As he lays me on the massive bed, he takes off his white shirt revealing his light firm chest. My pussy dances beneath the tight-fitted dress I wore, so I pull it off, swallowing and itching to have his lips. Tristano has only his white boxer shorts on while I'm in panties and bra. He leans on forward and takes my lips lazily while caressing my breasts through the fabric.

"Have I told you I'm crazy about your round breasts and pointy nipples? I could suck them forever," he whispers while unhooking my bra and licking my earlobes.

My wetness pools out because I'm excited about his touches and the fact that he's taking responsibility for the pregnancy. I want him to make love to me.

I moan as he sucks on my sore nipples. The white curtain covering the balcony swings backward as if dancing to the rhythm of my pleasure.

He caresses my belly passionately as if trying to connect with his child while pleasing me. This man is the gentlest man I've ever been with and a beast in other affairs. Every kiss and every touch make me love him more.

He traces the tiny line beneath my navel to the band of my panties, then slips his fingers inside my panties, fingering me tenderly.

"Tristano...." I cup his head while he removes my panties.

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