I step out of the private jet that carried me back home from Japan where I have been toiling for the past two weeks to get a deal finalized. Its the longest I have been away from home and Amy. I usually drag her with me or make sure I come home as quickly as possible. Sleeping in a bed without her soft body pressed to me is a torment of a different level.

I hurry to the town car waiting for me to take me home and urge the chauffeur to drive as fast as he could. As we rush home, I remember how much life has changed in the past few years since Amy agreed to marry me. Three months after the proposal, Amy and I got married in Australia in a lavender field which happens to be Amy's favourite flower. The wedding was attended by James, Kate, Annie and a few of my close friends. Pops couldn't make it because Nans condition had worsened. But he gave us his blessings.

After a beautiful wedding which I made sure was everything, Amy wanted, we went for our honeymoon to Tasmania where we spent a month both exploring the length and breadth of the terrain and our bodies.

After we got back, I set up a charity program for Amy which would provide accommodation for women who don't have enough money to pay rent. They can stay in a shared documentary in exchange for a few hours of work according to their skill set. The program is close to Amy's heart since she had to work so many hours just to have a roof over her head when we were divorced. This program helped women not to worry about being on the streets while they saved money for whatever they were saving for. The program got a lot of acceptance and we were able to expand to a number of cities with the help of funds many rich folks donated. As with every charity program, there are some who try to take advantage of it and every day we are making amends to accommodate the women in need.

In addition to the charity Amy also set up a bakery that sells freshly baked goods in the ground floor of Harris Towers. Even though it's a small business, it brings Amy great joy that she makes her own money and economical independent.

There is one thing that's bothering Amy even though she tries to hide it from me, it's that she is not able to get pregnant. Every time she gets her period, her face falls and she looks defeated. I have taken her to the best doctors who say there is nothing wrong with either of us and we just have to wait for it to happen. If only I could do something about it.

The car pulls in front of my apartment and I check my watch to see that the chauffeur has brought home in 45 mins, 15 mins less than the usual 1-hour ride. I tip him an extra 100 and rush to the private elevator that takes me to the penthouse.

As I step into the living room, I am stunned by the sight of Amy in strappy lingerie that covers her body but leaving all her privates naked. Her smokey eyes, red lipstick and pointed heels make her look like a seductress who could tempt the Pope himself. I curse as I feel my hard-on press against my zipper. The woman can make me hard in nanoseconds.

I dump everything I hold on the nearest furniture which I have no clue what is and tread to her in five long strikes. I pull her to me and fuse our lips kissing her with the passion of a thirsty man who found water. My hands automatically explore her curves as she moans and groans into my mouth. I lift her and wrap her legs around my waist without breaking the kiss.

I carry her to our bedroom because we need a bed for what I have planned for her. Amy stops me midway, pulling away from my lips. She is breathless and by the time she catches her breath, we are at the entrance of the bedroom. She opens her arms and holds on to the door frames tightly preventing me from entering the room.

"There better be room good reason for stopping me now coz I am this close from cumming on your stomach", I choke out the words.

" Happy Birthday Eth.. ", she says giving a quick kiss on my lips.

" Sweetheart, if you don't want me to die of blue balls on my birthday, let go of the doorframe", I warn her.

"I baked you your favourite red velvet cake. It's downstairs. Let's first cut the cake", she says still showing no sign of letting go of the doorframe.

Seriously, at time moment, I have no sane thought other than burying myself deep inside her hot sexy body and if Amy thinks I will give a damn about some cake she is crazy. I look at her stubborn eyes and bend my head and bite her rock hard nipple. She immediately let's go of the doorframe and I carry her to the bed nibbling her nipples making her forget. Her finger clutches my hair as I continue to assault her pebbled peaks.

Only when I place her on the bed, Amy realizes my dirty trick and her protests

" Please Eth, bring the cake here. It's a special cake. Please", she whines and I am surprised by her persistence. Usually, Amy is not stubborn about anything especially not when we are about to make love. I sigh and give in.

"Woman you will be a death of me. Now do me a favour and touch yourself while I get the damn cake",

"You will love it", she coos behind me as I trek down the stairs removing my clothes on the way to the living room.

I lift the cake without giving it a second look and rush back to the bedroom while a whole new use of the cream pops into my mind. As soon as find Amy sprawling on the bed, I swipe a finger full of cream and smear it across her slits and start licking the cream off.

" You didn't read what was iced on the cake. Did you?", Amy groans.

"No, right now my mind is nowhere near doing anything logical", I admit.

" Fine, have your way with me", she grumbles and I do just that have my way with her until we are exhausted.

After a couple of hours, I pull a panting Amy to me cuddling her. Her back is pressed to my front and my hands caress her velvety skin when I catch sight of the cake which only has the base left after I licked every inch of the cream off Amy's body.

"Thanks for the cake. It's a perfect gift. You were the icing on the top I believe", I ask

" No, your gift is this", she says bringing her hand to hold it in place on her stomach.

I slide it down further to her crotch and flick her slits.

"God, you are high on sugar", Amy chuckles

"Sweetheart, I am high on you", I say and Amy shakes her head and drags my hand back to her stomach.

" Listen carefully, this is your gift"

"Did you get a belly button piercing or something? Hope you got it from a woman because no man is seeing you naked. Not even your belly button", I growl pulling her closer possessively.

"God, sometimes you can be so dense", she mutters and I try to understand her words.

"You do remember you are talking to a CEO of a multi-million dollar company", I say

" How can I forget!!. Fine, this is your last clue if you miss this I am going to put you in the doghouse", Amy says annoyed

"Sweetheart, we don't have a dog house"

"Then we will get one for you"

"F*ck, you are bossy tonight. It's turning me on", I say nibbling her earlobes. She pulls away from me stopping me from distracting her and glares at me. Whatever this gift is, it seems quite important if Amy is this worked up about it. I lift my hands in a show of surrender and ask her to proceed with her last clue.

" I wrote on your cake 'Next year I will have a birthday cake that says, To the worlds best Dad, Happy Birthday'. ", she says eyeing me and I finally get it.

I jump up and crawl between her spread legs

" Do you mean. You mean... You are pregnant?". The words stammer out of my mouth.

"Yes.. ", Amy says with misty eyes and a beautiful smile. For so long it was a something distant and now that it's here, I am speechless.

" how.. I mean when did you find out"

"The day after you left for Japan"

"And you are telling me only now? ", I ask angered that Amy didn't tell me immediately.

Her face crumbles and I feel like a moron.

" After so many disappointments, I didn't want to get my hopes high when the periods got delayed. A week later my usual cycle, I checked. The pregnancy test showed negative so I thought it will start anytime soon. Even after another week when I didn't get my period, I checked again and this time the test came positive. That was the day after you left. I didn't know which one to trust.

After that, I took a pregnancy test every time I peed and all came positive. I still had a doubt so last week I went to a private clinic and got my blood and urine test done. They confirmed that I was surely pregnant. Only then I was able to let the news finally settle in. I just wanted to see your reaction when I told you the happy news. You are right I could have face timed you. I am sorry", she says.

"God.. I am such an idiot. You did nothing wrong. F*ck... I was shocked. I want to be with you every step whether it's peeing on a stick or changing diapers. Sh*t, soon we will be changing diapers from a cute little butt. It's amazing. Thank you so much, Amy. Hands down the best gift ever", I say which brings back the huge grin on Amy's face.

" I know I am so scared", she says still grinning but nervous at the same time.

"How far along are we?"

"8 weeks. Tomorrow, we are going in for the first checkup"

"Oh. Wow... I think it's going to be a girl", I say lying back and pulling Amy in my arms.

" I feel it's a boy"

"If we have a boy, we are not stopping until we have a little green-eyed brown-haired girl as I promised you", I say nibbling her earlobes as my hand roams her body feeling her up.

"And here I thought you will stop once I am knocked up"

"Sweetheart, even when I am 80 and when I need suspenders to hold my pants, I going to try to knock you up", I say which makes Amy burst out in laughter.

I love the sound of it and soon there will be a little Amy with a cute laugh to fill our lives with more happiness.

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