Chapter Sixty-Three|Any Other Way.

"Okay, so how about, Jasper?" I asked suggestively as I laid on Jason's chest playing with the light stubble on his chin.

"What does it mean?" he asked as he turned another page in the book he was reading, he looked so sexy with his glasses on, chewing on his bottom lip as he concentrated on his book and tried to give me attention as well.

"Bringer of treasure, plus it's a fiery red gem that symbolises courage, endurance, and health," I explained to him watching his eyes stray from his book over to me. I still can't describe the feeling those eyes give me whenever they meet mine.

"I like it," he said and his eyes roamed all over my face. "But I also like Declan," he said and my face scrunched up.

"No, I don't like it," I said and he laughed while closing his book.

"But I've had to say I like every name you came up with," he said and I sat up on his lap.

"Wesley, Parker, Carson, Nolan? I could tell you some more names that wouldn't suit our sons at all," I said, listing all the names using my fingers.

"Fine, point made."

"How Norwaghn of you," I muttered under my breath and he chuckled sitting up and holding my hips to keep me in place.

"Fine, I agree that all the names I've come up with so far are not worthy of our son," he said and I nodded my head pressing my lips on his cheek.

"Thank you for admitting and getting over your pride, baby," I said and he squeezed my hips.

"Am I ever going to have the chance to name our child?" He asked and I bit my lip pretending to be in thought and I saw his smirk drop before I burst out laughing.

"I love Sebastian," I said and his face broke out into a grin as I finally agreed with one name he came up with.

"I'm glad we agree," he smirked, pressing his lips on mine, thrusting his tongue into my mouth making me forget what it is I wanted to say, wrapping my hands around his neck, I pulled him closer and he responded by squeezing my ass and pushing my hips down against his.

He tugged my shirt and I raised my hands allowing him to take it off me, our lips met again in a fierce kiss and he flipped us over so that he could hover over me.

His fingers trailed down my body before he skillfully found my heat sliding his two thick digits in and thrusting them slowly as his lips moved against mine.

My hips moved in rhythm with his fingers, his thumb circled my clit at the same pace making me painfully but pleasurably clench around his fingers, when everything is slower it feels like every feeling is enhanced and I could feel my climax coming close.

It felt like a wave slowly creeping its way up to my shore before it crashed with my banks and made me cum unexpectedly, his fingers still kept moving at their pace as I chanted my love for him in his ear.

He removed his fingers from my sopping wet heat and brought them to his lips his eyes still locked on mine, I don't know at what time he had taken off his pants but feeling his girth stretch me out had me throwing my head back and arching my back as my legs wrapped themselves tightly around his waist.

Jason, obviously in the mood of going slow today, continued with his torturous thrusts, latching on his mouth onto my boobs as his one hand painfully squeezed my hip. Rolling our hips against each other, we breathed the same erotic air, staring into each other's eyes as pleasure-filled both our bodies.

My fingers dug into his skin feeling him hit my g-spot repeatedly without breaking a sweat, his cock rubbed my walls sweetly while stretching them out, feeling all of him in me had me smiling crazily as I looked down to our joined hips and watched him disappear in me with every thrust.

His groans in my ear were only a catalyst to my upcoming climax, whispers of how good I felt around him had me squeezing my eyes shut before looking back into his eyes and watching as they stared back at me. Lust, love, care and admiration was what I was able to read from his eyes.

"I'm so close," I whispered as I tangled my fingers with his hair and moved my hips faster against his chasing my orgasm, complying Jason's thrusts became rushed and harder, exactly how I liked it but ever since I became pregnant it's been mostly soft and caring which only results into me wanting it rougher and harder and faster. "Yes," I chanted, locking our lips together.

His hand moved from the back of my thigh onto my hips and tilted me upwards while he punished me so erotically.

"Fuck, Lia," he grunted and I watched him throw his head back and the veins on his neck became extremely visible as he pumped his load in me making me reach my orgasm as well. Screaming out his name, my fingers scraped at his arms in appreciation of how good he makes me feel.

He crumbled on top of me but carried his weight on his arms, careful not to crush me. Pressing his lips against my forehead, he pulled out and laid next to me breathing heavily.

His fingers drew light circles over my breasts as we stared at the ceiling catching our breath, my hand held his as he continued to draw the patterns and I couldn't help but smile as I looked at our ringed fingers.

Just as we had said, we got married in private and I was his wife, but of course, my mother and Ora demanded a wedding which I will happily give but only after I give birth, I don't think I'd want to go through hating how look in my dress because of the hormones and the emotions I'm sure I'll be feeling that day.

"Lia," he said softly and I turned my head to face him, smiling brightly at him. He matched my smile and came closer, moving his nose against mine.

"I like it when you do that," I admitted and he rubbed our noses together once again, there was nothing as adorable as an Eskimo Kiss.

"What do you think about Jonathan?" he asked and I laughed, shaking my head.

"It's too boring," I muttered and he grinned, pressing his palm flatly on my belly and moving down towards it.

"Your mom thinks you're boring," he said in a hushed tone as if he was whispering to our baby. Laughing harder I pushed his head away from my belly.

"That isn't true, I said the name was boring!" I defended myself and Jason looked back at my tummy shaking his head.

"He isn't convinced," he pointed to our baby in my belly and I rolled my eyes.

"Whatever Kyrie, I'm the one who really knows what he's feeling," I said and a huge smile took over my face as I sat up and looked at Jason as he shook his head.

"No, we're not doing that," he said adamantly, shaking his head.

"Come on, it's a really beautiful name," I said trying to convince him and he continued shaking his head.

"It's a weird name and our child is not getting stuck with it like I did," he said and I crossed my hands against my chest and watched as his eyes stared at my boobs as he licked his lips.

"Well you're the one named, Jason," I said and his eyes snapped to mine as I bit my lip stopping myself from laughing.

"You're really wrong for that," he said, chuckling and pressing his lips against mine. This time I take the lead and climb over his lap deepening the kiss as my hand presses itself on his face.

"You know I'm right," I said against his lips and he hummed out his answer placing his fingers against my hips and squeezing them, I moved my hips against his and he was more than ready to go again.

"Lia, your phone," he said and I was trying really hard to ignore the ringing device but Jason had already pulled away from me and passed me my phone.

Answering it without checking who it was because I was annoyed I waited for the person to say what they wanted to.

"Congratulations Amelia, you won. I won't bother you anymore and I expect the same from you."

I heard my father's hard voice from the other side and a shit-eating grin made its way over my face.

"I wouldn't have it any other way."