Love You Always

She sucks harder, her cheeks turning a pretty pink. I will myself not to come in her mouth this time. I want my seed in her pussy. My earlier thoughts of her round with my child have me wanting to conserve every last drop of cum for her cunt.

“Look at me while you bring me pleasure, sweet Mia.” Her eyes raise to meet mine and it’s almost my undoing. I tighten my grip on her hair, guiding her mouth off my cock, the need to be inside her pussy too overwhelming to wait another second. I release her hair and guide her up my body. I take her mouth, tasting myself as I kiss her with everything I have.

“Sit on top of me, angel. You’re going to ride my cock and let me come in that sweet cunt of yours.” She moans as she follows my direction. I line my cock up to her opening. She eases herself down, her pussy hot and wet as it grips my cock, causing me to pull her down until she’s fully seated on me. I take her mouth because I need to consume every part of her.

We slowly make love again, both going over the edge into orgasm. Our bodies so in tune with the other. She lies on top of me again. I don’t think we’re ever going to leave this bed.

That is, until reality comes knocking. The sound of my mom’s voice has me sitting up with my girl still in my lap.

“Maxwell! I know you’re in there.”

“Who is that?” Mia’s dark blue eyes go wide.

“My mother.” Her mouth falls open for a second before she is trying to leap from my lap. I stop her. “Give me a kiss.”

“Your mom is here,” she hisses.

“And I want a kiss. Not like she’s going anywhere.” I know my mom. She’ll knock on that door until she gets what she wants. I’m not sure what she’s doing here. She’s supposed to be on the other side of the world on a yacht with Dad. My guess is the wedding announcement made its way to her. “Kiss and I’ll let you up.”

“Fine.” She pouts out her bottom lip. I can tell she’s fighting a smile. I suck it into my mouth, quickly turning it into a kiss. She lets out that sexy moan she makes when she really likes something I’m doing to her body. Her pussy clamps around my cock.

My mom bangs on the door again. “She’s not going anywhere.”

“I have a key but that might break friend code.” I hear Amelia tell her. Mia jumps from my lap. My hard cock slips free of her heaven. I let her this time, knowing it’s better to get this show on the road.

I watch her run around her bedroom trying to get dressed. I leap from the bed when she almost falls over putting on her pants. I catch her. “You’re not giving Amelia a key to our house.” I kiss her again before she can get her bearings. When I release her I leave her dazed as I start to get dressed myself.

“We’re moving in together.”

She finally comes to, pulling her pants on the rest of the way.

“Getting married and having babies,” I add as I pull my shirt on.

“We never used protection.” Her hand goes to her stomach. I clear the distance between us, dropping to my knees. I move her hand and kiss her stomach.

“We don’t need it.” I look up at her. I watch her eyes fill with tears.

“I want a family so bad. A real one.”

“I know you do.” I kiss her stomach again before I stand. “I’ll be on my knees again soon. Asking you to marry me the proper way.” I brush my mouth against hers. “But be careful what you wish for. You’re about to get all the family you can handle.” More banging sounds from the front door. Mia smiles against my mouth.

“I like the sound of that.” I raise my eyebrows at her because I’m not sure she knows what she’s getting into. “What if they don’t like me?” The silly thought dawns on her.

“Name someone who doesn't like you.” The girl lights up a room just by being in it. Her smiles are infectious. She has the purest of hearts, more than anyone I’ve ever met.

“My own parents?” she whispers. I want to hunt them down and strangle them.

“Some people weren't meant to have children. They don’t deserve you.” It’s the truth. “You’re about to get a family that is going to love the hell out of you and cherish what you have to give.”

“I love you, Max.”

I kiss her because I’ll never get tired of hearing those words come from her mouth.

“I love you more, angel.” We’re interrupted by the ridiculous knocking again. “Let’s go before someone calls the cops.” We walk hand and hand to the door and I take a deep breath in, knowing that the three people on the other side of the door are about to steamroll both of us. For the first time, I’m looking forward to them questioning me about my love life because I want everyone to know that Mia’s mine and that I love her. I squeeze Mia’s hand and open the door.