Alex finally agreed with Paul to stay in Switzerland until the doctor said she was fit to travel back to London. Well, she was too weak to argue anyway. She couldn't finish a conversation without finding the need to hurl.
Paul moved them to a bigger and more comfortable suite. Now Alex can throw up in one of the two bathrooms available in the suite. She was able to rest on the sofa instead of being in bed the whole day.
Dr Keller came by every couple of days to ensure she was hydrated and well nourished. Whenever he was not happy with her condition, he would order an IV for her to deliver fluids directly into her bloodstream, other than her daily intake of prenatal vitamins.
By the end of two weeks, Alex was losing her mind. With Dr Keller's permission, Paul took her for short walks around the hotel area. There wasn't much to do there but being able to get out from the room helped Alex kept her sanity.
Paul found a little craft place near the hotel. So they went there a few times to make their own snow globes, Papier-mâché arts, and painted some mugs. It was a stupid fun activity to kill time.
Another two weeks and Alex was getting stronger. Her morning sickness was limited to nighttime. They went for short drives, visiting nearby attractions and having picnics on the foothills of the Alps.
At the end of the six weeks, her morning sickness was gone completely. She was back in the pink of health and her appetite has returned to normal. The baby was growing healthily too.
During the last checkup with Dr Keller, he printed out the sonogram for them. He wished them good luck and promised to send Alex's medical files to Weymouth Street Hospital so that she could continue her prenatal checkups there. Alex gave him a big hug and thanked him for his service.
They returned to London the next day.
*****
Alex had entered into the second trimester. Her breasts have grown a size bigger, but her baby bump was barely visible. It just looked like she had a big meal.
Paul was being very attentive, but she was worried he no longer found her attractive. She thought about it long and hard, and realised that the last time they had sex was before she left for Switzerland. Perhaps all the vomiting had turned him off? She didn't know how to raise the subject.
The temperature was rising as summer came. Because of the hormones overload, Alex found herself quite heated, so she wore mini dresses, shorts and tank tops to beat the heat.
They were lounging in their room, reading, sitting across from each other, when Alex noticed Paul's eyes on her chest. She was wearing a low cut cotton summer mini dress and she knew her cleavage was showing.
"Are you staring at my boobs?" Alex asked him.
Paul looked at her face, surprised that he was caught, and turned his focus back on the leadership book he was reading. He cleared his throat and said, "They were staring at me first."
Alex chuckled and set down her book on the coffee table. She leaned forward in her seat, showing more of her cleavage at him. "Who won in that staring contest?" she asked amusingly.
Paul smacked his lips, refusing to look at her, and said, "Them."
Alex sighed deeply. Then she asked directly, "Do you find me appalling?"
Paul's head snapped up instantly and he had the biggest frown on his face. "What on earth makes you say that?"
"You haven't touched me in weeks," she said, matter-of-factly.
"That's not true," he said softly.
Alex sighed and asked, "You don't find me sexy anymore, do you?"
Paul's eyes went to her boobs again. "I beg to differ," he said and smiled at her.
Alex smiled back at him. "Then why are we not having sex?" she asked quietly.
Paul exhaled deeply and set his book down. His eyes went to her belly.
She followed his gaze and frowned at him. "You're worried about the baby?"
Paul shrugged and leaned back on the chair. "I'm worried that I might hurt him," he confessed, looking bothered.
Alex exhaled and smiled at him. She pushed herself off the chair and covered the space between them. She lifted her skirt up a little before straddling him and rested her hands on his shoulders. Paul held her hips and looked up at her face.
Alex traced his shapely lips with the tip of her finger. "You know, I recently did some research," she told him.
He licked his lips and swallowed hard. "What did you research about?" he asked huskily.
She traced her finger over his high cheekbones, over his nose and his jaw. "Do you know that pregnancy causes women to have a higher sex drive? It's because of all the hormones and increased blood flow. It just makes everything more sensitive, you know?"
Paul was breathing hard through his mouth. She could feel his erection growing under her. "Alex, I really-"
"And you know," Alex continued, cutting him mid-sentence. "Sex is perfectly safe for the baby." She held his face and moved her hips seductively. "But if you're worried, you can try and be very gentle."
She kissed his lips softly, feeling his mouth moved in response. She opened her mouth and gently run her tongue over his lips. She felt his hands moved from her hips to her ass and he squeezed hard, pulling her against his grown erection.
He held her face and said firmly, "Stop me if I hurt you."
Alex nodded her head and kissed him again, more passionately this time, wrapping her arms around his neck. He held her tightly and got up from the chair. He moved them across the room to the bed and lay her down gently. He straightened up and swiftly took off his shirt. He leaned down again and kissed her lips, before moving down to her jaw and her neck.
Paul pulled her neckline down and exposed her enlarged breasts. He buried his face in her cleavage and massaged her boobs. He rolled his thumbs over her nipples and they hardened instantly. He took each of them into his mouth and sucked gently.
His hand found its way between her thighs and touched the soaked fabric of her underwear. She didn't know how she got so wet but she wanted him inside her that instance. His finger slipped under the fabric and found their way inside her. She moaned and quietly hoped that he would hurry up and take her.
As if reading her mind, or perhaps reading her body language, Paul took off his pants and then pulled off her underwear. He knelt down under her, with his knees apart, and pulled her closer to him. Then he pushed himself inside of her with a low grunt.
Alex closed her eyes and moaned as she felt the fullness of his erection inside of her. Paul moved slowly, pushing himself in and out, watching her closely. Alex spread her legs wider, inviting him to go deeper. He hesitated for a second, before holding her legs wide open and penetrating deeper. But he was still moving slowly.
Alex's legs got tired, so she closed her legs and lay on her side. Paul lay down behind her and slowly penetrated her again. He kept up the same slow rhythm as before.
Alex peered over her shoulder and asked, "Please fuck me harder." Paul stopped moving. Alex could tell that he was hesitant. "I promise I'll tell you if it hurts," Alex said and begged him, "Please?"
Paul exhaled and wrapped his arms tightly around her. Then he started moving again, slowly at first before he picked up the speed. Soon they were both panting and sweating. Alex finally felt herself building and when she came, she cried out his name as her body rocked from the orgasm. Paul finished with her.
They lay still for a few minutes, catching their breaths and waiting for their heartbeats to slow down. Then Paul started the line of questioning.
"Are you alright, love?"
"Yes."
"Anything hurt?"
"No."
"Does your belly hurt?"
"No."
"Let me check for bleeding," he suggested and lifted her leg to check. Alex chuckled into the pillow.
Paul dropped her leg slowly and sighed with satisfaction. "You're alright," he said confidently. "Is there anything that you need?"
Alex looked at him and said, "More sex." Then she grinned mischievously.