Longing For The Beach Billionaire Daddy
Chapter 243

Michael

When we arrived back at the house, Mrs. Dubois was sitting on the couch knitting. Her face was narrowed in concentration, and her hands worked furiously.

“How were the babies, Mrs. Dubois?” Shelby asked as she took off her coat.

“They were angels, Madame. They both just took a bottle, and they should be down for the night,” Mrs. Dubois replied with a warm smile.

“Thank you so much for coming,” I said as she stood and grabbed her coat. Then, I walked her to the door, and we said our goodbyes.

Shelby and I made our way to the kitchen where I opened a bottle of wine and poured two glasses. We sat at the small table near the window overlooking the Parisian streets below. The night was still young, and the stars were bright as ever, casting a dreamy glow over the city.

“Thank you so much for booking this house. I’ve always wanted to come back here to further explore Paris, and of course, you come through with the perfect experience,” Shelby sipped her wine and stared out the window at the Eiffel Tower, aglow and sparkling in the night.

“I’d do anything to make you happy,” I replied simply. “I wanted you to be able to relax and enjoy yourself without feeling like a rushed tourist. Last time, we didn’t spend nearly enough time here before we headed off to the more secluded area of France.”

“Well, it’s perfect. I needed the time to clear my head to think about what I want to do with the rest of my life.” Stress appeared on her features as she spoke.

“You know you don’t have to make a decision right now. You can do whatever you want.” I topped off her glass of wine and reached across the table to hold her hand.

“I know that. I just want to have a purpose outside of being a mother. Being a mother is enough by itself, but I feel called to help people.” She paused to sip her wine then said, “I think working with people who have been wrongfully convicted may be something I want to try.”

I admired her selflessness and determination. “That’s an admirable goal, Shelby. I’m sure you’ll make a huge difference in people’s lives.”

She smiled at me, a glimmer of hope in her eyes. “Thank you for believing in me.”

“Always,” I replied, leaning over to k**s her softly.

“There’s not much money in that realm, though,” Shelby worried her bottom l*p as she spoke, and I almost laughed at the thought of her being concerned with money. I held it back so I wouldn’t upset her.

“Listen to me,” I said, cupping her cheeks and pulling her close. “The last thing I ever want you to do is worry about money. We have more than we’ll ever need. I just want you to be fulfilled and happy, okay?”

“Okay.” Shelby smiled then grew thoughtful again as she sipped from her glass of wine. “What should we do tomorrow?”

“Let’s go for a walk along the Seine and grab lunch. Then maybe we can rent some bikes. I’ve heard it’s a great way to explore Paris,” I suggested.

“That sounds perfect!” Shelby said with an excited spark in her eye.

“Let’s go to the babies’ room for a quick check then head to bed?” I suggested, seeing the weariness in her eyes.

“Let’s,” she said before tipping her wine glass back and finishing it in one gulp.

We walked hand in hand to the nursery to see Thomas and Amelia sleeping peacefully. The light streaming through the window illuminated their little faces, their chests rising and falling with each breath. I couldn’t help but feel a pang of joy in my chest as I watched them—they were so perfect and so precious.

Shelby gently brushed her fingers along Amelia’s forehead before placing a gentle k**s on it, her eyes full of love for her little girl. We decided to leave them be, so we crept out of the room and returned to our bedroom.

Shelby lit a few candles in the room, filling it with a warm glow and the pleasant scent of lavender. She began to undress slowly, her gaze never leaving mine as she shimmied out of her clothes and ran her hands up her body languidly.

I watched silently, admiring the lace lingerie set she was wearing. My breathing quickened as she approached me, her hands reaching for the buttons of my shirt. I placed my hands over hers and slowly guided them down my chest as I leaned in for a k**s. Our lips met, and I felt her body press up against mine, igniting a fire that couldn’t be ignored.

I caressed her curves, working my way up to the clasp of her bra. With one smooth movement, I removed the white lace bra, exposing her perfect breasts. They were soft and large from the months spent breastfeeding, but still perky and pert. Her n*s were harder than ever, engorged with arousal and aching to be touched. I let my finger slowly trail down her neck until I circled her ne. She shivered under my touch.

“I love you,” I whispered as I cupped one breast in my hand.

“I love you too,” she m****d quietly.

I leaned down to take her n****e in my mouth. I rolled the dark bud around my tongue, sucking it gently. Shelby gasped, her h**s rocking against me. I switched to her other breast, sucking and licking.

She held me tightly, her hands wandering down my body. Her touch felt like electricity, lighting me up with every pass. I felt her fumbling with my belt, so I helped her undo it and pulled my pants down. My c**k sprang free from my boxer briefs.

I m****d as her fingertips surrounded the shaft, her thumb caressing the head. She began to stroke me from base to tip, and I m****d, “f**k,” quietly.

She looked up at me, her eyes filled with desire. I stepped back, and she eagerly moved to the bed. She laid down on her back on top of the mattress, and I moved in between her legs. Slowly, I slid down her panties, exposing her core.

I watched in awe as moisture dripped from between her pink lips. The scent of arousal hung in the air as I drank in the sight of her—her hair framing her face like a halo, her lips parted in anticipation, and her dewy skin glistening with sweat. She was beautiful and passionate.

I lowered my head, placing a gentle k**s on her inner thigh and slowly working my way up to her s*x. I lightly kissed iher with small, soft pecks before transitioning to slightly harder ones. She thrust her h**s into the air, pressing herself against me.

“You’re needy tonight, my love,” I whispered before I blew air onto her sensitive clit.

She gasped in response.

“So wet,” I murmured as I dragged my tongue over her glistening lips.

“Please, Michael,” Shelby begged as she threaded her fingers through my hair. Her whole body shuddered as I gently licked her clit. I worked my way up and down, changing the pressure to tease her. She m****d my name as I flicked my tongue against her small nub. I could feel her getting close to her release.

I slid a finger slowly into her, carefully pushing in and out. I watched as her chest rose and fell in pace with my movements, feeling her tightness around me. I added a second finger, and she dug her fingernails into my scalp. She bucked her h**s against me as I continued to work my fingers against her G-spot. I smiled as I flicked my tongue against her clit once more, and she came. Hard. I felt it as her muscles clenched around my fingers.

“So good, baby,” I praised as I lapped at her juices.

Shelby collapsed on the bed, reaching out to pull me on top of her. Her lips crashed onto mine, and she wrapped her arms around my neck. I could taste her, and my e******n twitched in anticipation.

I positioned myself between her legs and began to push inside. It took everything I had not to bury myself inside her, but I didn’t want to just f**k her; I wanted to worship her.

“Shh,” I whispered to her as she bit her l*p in anticipation.

I pushed forward, entering her inch by inch. I g*****d as her warm walls encased me, and I placed a hand on her thigh to steady myself. I began to move slowly and tenderly, using my thumb to rub her clit.

I moved in circles and lightly pressed down as I thrust deeper. Shelby m****d with every stroke, and it wasn’t long before the sensations became too intense for her to handle. I felt her body start to shake, and within a few minutes she was coming again, the liquid from her release rushing around my aching e******n. The sensation was incredible.

“Stop being gentle, Michael,” Shelby whispered as the aftershock of her o****m convulsed around me.

I pushed into her hard and fast then, letting my teeth sink into her shoulder to stifle my g***n. She m****d and arched her back as she met each of my thrusts. My balls tightened, and I could feel my release race through my body.

She wrapped her legs around me tightly and began to dig her nails into my back. She m****d louder with every thrust. Almost there. She felt incredible like this, and as my o****m crashed over me, I growled like a feral animal.

Shelby released her grip on my back, collapsing onto the bed beneath me once more. I chuckled and kissed her on the forehead.

“That was amazing,” she whispered.

I smiled and kissed her gently. “It’s always amazing when we’re together, Shelby.”

“Do you think we’ve finally reached a time where things are going to calm down? I just want to enjoy life with you without worrying about the other shoe dropping,” Shelby asked as she cuddled her naked body against mine.

“It feels like everything is falling into place, so I hope this is it.” I thought about our journey together so far. “We deserve peace and quiet. We’ve had more than our fair share of insanity since we got together.”

She chuckled softly and kissed my shoulder. “You’re not kidding.”

I laid my head against hers and enjoyed the warmth of her body, still slightly slick with sweat from our lovemaking. This was the definition of perfection, and I would never regret a minute of the time we’d spent together, crazy or not.

We relaxed into each other’s embrace and peacefully fell asleep, the Parisian light from the city providing a soft night light. We slept dreamlessly and worry-free, our future looking as bright as the Eiffel Tower out our window.