My Ex-wife, My Destination

One Year Later

Daisy’s P. O. V.

It’s been almost two years since Luke re-entered my life and transformed it into heaven. Every day feels like a beautiful dream. Luke has permanently moved to New York, and we bought a new home a few months ago.

I sit comfortably on the sofa, admiring my husband as he tucks our daughter into bed. Now, Hope has a lavish room filled with all the toys and gadgets imaginable. Luke wants to spoil his princess with all his love.

“Get ready to be spoiled by your daddy like your sister, little one,” I murmur, placing my hand on my growing baby bump.

I’m five months pregnant and glad to have Luke with me this time. My first pregnancy was so difficult without him by my side. Now, every kick, every flutter feels more special because he’s here to share it with me.

He handles my mood swings so well. Even when I wake him up in the middle of the night for ice cream and going out, he never complains. He attends every doctor’s appointment, holding my hand and reassuring me that everything will be okay. He lovingly massages my feet when they ache. His patience and understanding during my mood swings amaze me.

God, I feel so fortunate to have such a supportive husband! It’s hard to believe he’s the same person who treated me like a slave in our first marriage.

“Good night, princess.” Luke leans in and presses his lips to Hope’s forehead.

Just as Luke turns to leave, Hope suddenly jumps out of bed, exclaiming, “Ops! I forgot something.”

Luke and I exchange confused looks as she rushes toward me.

She places a gentle kiss on my baby bump and whispers, “Good night, little baby. Sweet dreams.”

We smile at her.

Hope never forgets to wish her future sibling goodnight and asks us each day when the baby will arrive. We’re thrilled to see her enthusiasm grow.

Luke walks over and wraps his arm around my shoulders, his eyes shining with love.

“Before you ask us again about the baby’s arrival, let me tell you, the baby will come when it’s the right time, Hope.” He chuckles, gently squeezing my shoulder. “But don’t worry, it won’t be too long now.”

“Okay.” Hope nods, her eyes sparkling with eagerness. “I can’t wait to meet my little brother or sister, Daddy!”

“Neither can we, Hopi,” I say, smiling at her. “Now, off to bed.”

She obediently climbs back into bed, and Luke tucks her in once more. We leave her room after glancing at her one last time and switching off the lights.

“How are you feeling, Butterfly?” He asks softly, guiding me toward our bedroom.

“Tired but happy,” I reply, resting my head against his shoulder. “I can’t believe how perfect everything is.”

He smiles, his eyes filled with warmth. “You deserve all the happiness in the world, Daisy. And I’m going to make sure you have it.”

Luke wraps his arms around me as we lie down on the bed. I close my eyes, feeling safe and loved in his embrace.

“I can’t express in words how lucky I feel to experience this pregnancy with you,” he murmurs, caressing my baby bump.

I smile, placing my hand over his. “I feel the same way, Luke. It feels like a dream.”

We lie there in silence for a while, just enjoying our closeness. The baby gives a gentle kick, and we both laugh softly.

He shifts down, pulls up my dress, and presses his lips to my baby bump, sending shivers down my spine. I close my eyes, holding his hair, and lose myself in the velvety touch of his lips against my skin. Even after all this time, his every kiss or touch still makes my heart skip a beat like it’s our first moment together.

He moves closer to my face and captures my lips in a soft kiss, slipping his hand into my underwear. His fingers rub my clit as he devours my lips, and I wrap my arm around his neck, pulling him closer.

Pregnancy has intensified my desire, and Luke makes sure to take care of it by satisfying me in the best way during this time.

As his fingers move expertly, I moan softly into his mouth, grinding myself against his hand. “Luke,” I whisper, feeling a wave of pleasure build inside me.

He breaks the kiss, looking into my eyes with love and desire. “You’re so beautiful, Daisy. I can’t get enough of you.”

In pregnancy, when a woman gains weight and feels like she is becoming undesirable, she only needs a husband like Luke, who makes her feel cherished and desired. He has a way of making me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world, despite the changes my body is going through.

He has become the man I always hoped he would be, and our love has grown stronger with every passing day.

He kisses me again, this time more passionately, as he brings me to the edge of ecstasy. I clutch his shoulders, my body trembling with the intensity.

“Cum for your husband, Butterfly,” he murmurs against my lips. “Like a good wife.”

With those words, I surrender to the pleasure, my body arching as I climax. He holds me close, whispering sweet nothings in my ear as I come down from the high.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

As the baby gives another gentle kick, I smile and place Luke’s hand on my belly to make him feel the movement. “The baby kicked again.”

“Our little one is quite active tonight.” He lets out a chuckle, his eyes sparkling with joy.

I nod, still catching my breath from the intensity of my climax. “Seems like our baby is already eager to join us.”

He pulls me into his arms, holding me close. “I can’t wait to meet our little one, Daisy. To hold and love them just as much as I love you and Hope.”

I trace patterns on his chest, feeling completely at peace. “You’ve made me so happy, Luke. I never thought I’d be able to say that after everything we went through.”

He kisses the top of my head. “I’ll spend the rest of my life making sure you stay happy, Butterfly.”