Dr. Mitchell: Billionaires’ Club Book 1 (Billionaires’ Club Series)
Dr. Mitchell: Chapter 41

I had just gotten out of the shower. The past week on the yacht was the best time I’d ever spent on the thing I deemed as worthless and merely a party vessel. It was now mine and Ash’s, and I swear I could keep this damn thing in the ocean and never go back to our homes in California again.

Ash and I had watched every sunrise and sunset and found ourselves living in our own world as husband and wife. Did the idea of me ever getting married cross my mind during my entire adult life? No. Not even while I first realized I loved Ash would I consider it. Then it just hit me one day, and I wouldn’t stop until Jim had helped me replace the perfect diamond that could hold up to the beauty of the woman I loved. I promised her a car and wound up shopping for a ring. With the rowboat experience, I think Ash was learning quickly that I was a man who switched gears and would do anything to keep that beautiful smile on her face.

This morning, Ash had slept in after we anchored late last night and went on shore to stay in a gorgeous suite, giving us a sprawling view of Cabo from this height. Jim and Alex had worked hard to acquire this hotel and multiple chains of this particular resort, and their wedding gift to us was as many nights onshore in this luxury suite as we wanted.

I glanced down at my phone, standing with a towel wrapped around my waist after my shower, looking at my missed calls from Jim. I sighed but figured that while Ash slept, I’d figure out whatever in the hell it was my brother was blowing up my phone for.

Before I could call out, Jim was ringing back in.

“The suite is amazing. I’ll send you flowers,” I said, answering.

“You’re on speaker. It’s me, Alex, and Collin,” he said. “How are the lovebirds?”

“Doing fine,” I answered, staring out at the ocean view, seeing my yacht just off the coast. “Is there a reason for…” I paused when my towel was pulled from my waist, and Ashley was kneeling in front of me.

“Go on,” I heard Collin chuckle.

“Fuck,” I exhaled, gripping Ashley’s hair, hunching over as she took me as deep as she could in her mouth. “What?” I said, my eyes closing while sparks of energy surged from my cock to my balls and up my spine. “Fifteen…” I exhaled, unable to pull Ash off me. Goddamn, did she research a new blow job method? “Fifteen missed calls, Jim. Did my house burn down?” I managed.

My eyes closed as Ash licked under my shaft, gripped my tight balls, and massaged them. Her lips sucked while her tongue pressed hard against the most sensitive spot underneath the tip of my cock.

“You there, Jakey?” I heard Alex say in a humored tone.

“I would be,” I said, my voice soft in the sensation of Ash working me like she was a master of the art in blow jobs. “If your dumbasses weren’t on the other line.”

“Hey,” Jim said, “we’re heading to London for a conference and staying for a couple of weeks after that. You need to be there. We’re going over the details of Saint John’s new heart facility.”

I gulped, having been staring at Ash’s sparkling eyes while she continued to worship my cock. “We’re not going to make that, sorry.”

“Ash would love it there. And why the hell not? Her gallery doesn’t open for three more months,” Collin added.

“I’m going to come, baby,” I mouthed, and she pumped, licked, and sucked my cock harder as I fought off the cum that was aching to shoot into her hungry mouth.

“We’re not coming. We’ll talk about it when we get back,” I said.

“The room nice?” Alex chuckled.

“It’s great, talk later.”

I hung up and practically howled in my release, watching Ash take me deeply as I came in her mouth. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” I said, coming in her mouth as if we hadn’t had sex from the moment we got on the yacht until now. “Holy shit, Ash,” I said as she licked and worked the last of the cum out of my cock.

“You like that?” she purred, standing up, my cock still throbbing from the unexpected and beyond sensational blow job.

“I’m sure the guys could tell what was going on,” I said with a laugh.

She kissed my lips. “Let them guess. Here,” she handed me a pair of shorts, “put these on. I need you to sit down.”

I did as she asked and pulled her slender frame to stand in front of me. “What’s up?”

“I still have no idea how this happened, and I hope that it comes out well given all the crap we’ve been through—”

She started fidgeting, and I took her hands in mine, “What happened?” I asked, seeing tears in her eyes. “Ash, talk to me.”

She ran her hands through each side of my hair. “I’m pregnant,” she said with a happy yet concerned look on her face.

I instantly stood and pulled her into me. “You’re sure?” I asked. I pulled her back to see her nod.

“It’s what the tests are showing.”

“How long have you known? I mean, holy shit.” I smiled, feeling tears brim my eyes. “You’re pregnant,” I stated.

“For about a month. I missed my period last month and was pissed we’d planned our honeymoon while I’d be on it this month. Carmen told me to take the test. I did, and just to be sure, I took another on the day of our wedding.”

“To have the most beautiful woman in the world carrying my child, my Ash—pregnant with our baby?” I laughed. “Hell, I don’t even know what to say.”

“I was so scared that what happened with Vickie and Liz, it would’ve ruined all of this.”

“No.” I shook my head. “This is a dream for me, Ash. Don’t bring them into this moment. Damn.” I laughed and held her tightly. “I guess the birth control pill let a little soldier through, eh?” I teased, hearing her crying. “Are you okay with this, Ashley?”

“I am,” she said. “I really am. I just don’t understand how it happened. I haven’t missed a day on the pill, and we’ve been having unprotected sex for quite some time on it.”

I pulled back and chuckled.

“What?” She smiled. “What’s that look?”

“Your sinus infection. It’s the antibiotics.” I laughed and kissed her lips. “They have a way of fucking up the pill.”

Her eyes widened in humor. “I was on two rounds of them, the second more powerful.”

I nodded and bit my bottom lip. “We’re going to have a baby. Holy shit. The most beautiful soul in the entire world is going to continue making me the happiest man alive.” I wiped the tears from her cheeks. “Thank God I made an honest woman out of you.”

We both laughed and held each other tightly. My God, how fate had weaved its way into my life and ensured this woman would cross paths with me. God only knew the path that I’d been on, always wanting something, and never happy and never understanding why. That’s the wild man I was before this woman. A man in need of something—I just didn’t realize it was this free-spirited woman who would be what I’d been yearning for, for years.

Now, she was pregnant with our child. Complete, whole, and happy were simple words for how I felt to my core. And this was just the beginning of the eternity I planned to share with the woman who’d captured me the moment that damn iced drink spilled on my shirt and with such a silly alias of Annie Position.

Hell yes, this was my happily ever after. I’d gladly slap a fairytale title on my life without reservation.