Fertile Ground: How David Learned to Stop Worrying and Love His Bossy Israeli Wife's Impending Motherhood

David and Liron stumbled into their New York hotel room, still giddy from their wedding in Israel and the long flight that followed. Liron looked around the room, her nose scrunching up in mock disgust.

"Is this it? This is our honeymoon suite?" she teased.

David laughed, pulling her close and nuzzling her neck. "The size of the room doesn't matter, as long as we're together," he murmured.

Liron pulled away, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, really? You're going to have to prove that to me."

David's eyes widened, but he tried to play it cool. "How about a drink?" he offered, gesturing towards the mini bar.

Liron shook her head. "I don't want a drink. I want something else."

David's mind went straight to the gutter, but he tried to play it off. "Music? I can put on some music."

Liron stopped him, placing a hand on his chest. "No, David. I want you."

David hesitated, his hands hovering over the buttons on his shirt. "We should take things slow, Liron. We're still getting used to each other."

Liron scoffed at his suggestion. "Please. We've been together for years. I think we know each other pretty well by now."

Before David could protest, Liron had pushed him onto the bed. She climbed on top of him, her hands working at the buttons on his shirt.

"Liron, wait," David said weakly, but he didn't really mean it. He wanted this, wanted her.

Liron ignored him, her fingers deftly undoing his buttons. She tugged his shirt off, throwing it to the side. Her hands roamed over his chest, her touch sending shivers down his spine.

"Liron," David said again, but his voice was husky now, betraying his desire.

Liron leaned down, her lips brushing against his. "Shh," she whispered. "I'm in control now."

David gave in, his hands reaching up to tangle in her hair. He helped her undress, their bodies moving together in a dance as old as time.

As they made love, Liron was in control the whole time. David didn't mind – he loved how strong and confident she was, how she took what she wanted without apology.

This was going to be one hell of a honeymoon.