“Yeah,” I agreed.
“I’m glad we got it figured out though,” Mike said.
“Me too,” I said.
“Not least because I think I love you.”
“O-oh,” I said.
It was all I could think to say, so overwhelming was it to finally hear him say what he meant, particularly because I felt the same way and had for a while.
“Yeah,” he said, seemingly as surprised to say it as I was to hear it.
“Which is good, because I love you to you goof,” I said.
“I agree,” he said.
“About which?” I asked.
“Both, really,” he said.
“Let’s hope it’s just the first because I’m pregnant.”
He just looked at me for a moment. I braced for the worst. I knew he wasn’t really interested in babies. Or at least baby things. He had made that clear at the baby shower when we had first met. Was he going to yell? Rage? Say it wasn’t his? Just get up and storm off? There were so many potential outcomes, none of them. Apparently I had been being pessimistic because what he actually did was something I never could have predicted.
Laying his hand tenderly on my belly, he moved in and kissed me lovingly, a soft closed-mouth smooch, quickly escalating into a full-on make-out session. I thought he might strip me and fuck me right then and there. He had done it before but instead he gently broke the kiss, leaving his hand on my belly and looked at me with tears in his eyes. I could only hope that they were tears of joy.
“Are you happy?” he asked.
“Yes, are you?”
He didn’t say yes. He didn’t say anything, likely overcome by the news that he was going to be a dad. I could relate.
“Do you think I’m still invited to Ava’s Thanksgiving party tomorrow?” I asked.
“Why wouldn’t you?” I asked.
“Well, she said if we were still together we should go. We weren’t together before, are we now?”
“I want to say yes but it feels weird without knowing if you agree,” Mike said.
“Yes.”
“Yes, what?” he asked.
“Yes, I want to be together, properly together.”
“Me too,” he agreed, “in which case you should definitely come to the party tomorrow. I really want you to meet Ava, especially now that she is going to be an aunt.”
“Good point,” I said, not having thought of that.
“I’m sure we can make room for one more at the table or two more in this case,” he said.
It felt really good to laugh again. It had been a while, pretty much since the unpleasantness that
had followed Jessa sending the videos. It was so wonderful to be with him, really be with him, particularly now that we both knew I was carrying our baby. I wanted to fuck him so bad I could feel it. Going by the growing bulge in his pants he felt the same way. He looked down, noticing me looking.
“Oh, I- it’s the, you know, proximity, you’re just really sexy and -”
“It’s okay,” I said, laying my hand on his hard cock giving it a gentle squeeze making him close his eyes and making him sigh softly.
“C-can I suck you?” I asked, before I knew the worlds were coming.
“Of course,” he said.
Getting up off the bed so we wouldn’t ruin Cat’s sheets, we went into the middle of the room. We kissed again, even more passionately and I slowly sank to my knees, Mike unzipping his fly and unfurling his cock for me. Careful to be gentle, I cradled his cock in my hand and started stroking it, first with one hand and then both. Noticing his balls, all lonely and neglected, I moved dedicated one of my hands to giving them some love and attention, while continuing to work his shaft with the other, employing a gentle turning action I had learned that he liked.
After a few more strokes, I started softly spiraling my tongue around his warm head, while stroked him. I felt him getting ready to cum, so I stopped wanting him to cum in my mouth. I had missed his cum so much I didn’t want to waste a single drop. When he had backed off from the edge, I dropped my mouth onto his cock, taking his throbbing shaft all the way in, actually managing to deep throat him. He gaped and looked down apparently as surprised as I was that I was able to do it. Backing off enough that I could breathe normally, I gently started to suck, running my soft, wet, lips up and down his shaft from the head to near the base.
Getting him near the edge again, I kept going letting him unload into my mouth, filling it with his sweet cum. Slowly backing off, keeping my hand around his shaft, gently stroking it, I swallowed down his tasty load.
Putting his hands on my shoulders, I looked up at him and he gently pulled me to my feet. He kissed me lovingly, softly cupping my cheek, my hand still around his massive, tree trunk of a cock which was still hard despite him having just cum. I was amazed at his stamina. Taking me by the hand he led me over to the nearest wall and gently bent me over. Bent at the waist, my hands braced against the wall, Mike hiked up my dress and pulled down my leggings and panties, leaving my pussy and ass exposed to him.