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She shakes her head yes, fresh tears running down her cheeks. “I'm pregnant, Hardin. We're having a baby.”
My eyes jump to hers, eyes wide as saucers. “Are you serious? We're having a baby?” I ask, my mouth slowly spreading into a smile. “Are you saying I'm going to be a father?”
“You're going to be a father,” she repeats, wiping the water off her cheeks as she grins.
“This is amazing, Millie. This is incredible.” Sitting up on my knees, I grab her face and kiss her. “I'm so happy!”
“Me too,” she says between sharp inhales and puckered lips.
“Then why are you crying?” I ask.
“They're happy tears, Hardin.” Millie sniffles, using her fingertips to wipe her eyes. “I wasn't sure how you would feel about it but seeing how excited you are makes me even happier now.”
“Of course I'm happy. I'm going to be a dad. I'm going to be a freaking dad,” I say, kissing her again.
I flutter kisses all over her face, across her cheeks and forehead, down the bridge of her nose, and back to her lips. Millie kisses me back harder, with more delirious passion. She grabs my bottom lip with her teeth, pulling it out and letting my lip pluck free.
Growling, I throw myself forward, forcing her to fall back on the bed. Millie giggles as I climb on top of her. Her thighs clench around my hips as her hands stretch up and move through my hair.
“I love you,” I say, keeping my eyes on hers. “I love you so damn much it hurts.”
“I love you too,” she says, her fingers gently curving around the shell of my ears and down the sides of my face. “I've never loved someone the way I love you. And now. . .” She pauses, dropping her hands to her belly. “Now, we get to enjoy the love of a child.”
She's having my baby.
The thought makes my insides go insane. I love that she's carrying my child. I love that I'll get to watch her belly grow and feel my baby as it kicks inside her.
My lips crush hers instantly, my tongue pushing past her lips and dancing around hers. Millie moans into our kiss, her back arching off the bed as her hands grab the back of my head and pull me closer.
Hooking her leg around my lower back, she grinds her hips up and rubs her pussy against my bulge. I slip my hand under her shirt and pinch her nipple. Millie groans, inhaling a deep breath as her eyes snap shut.
I giggle softly, causing her to lift her head. “What's so funny?” she asks with a small smirk on her face.
“You know, I had plans for us tonight. I was going to take you out for dinner to celebrate our six month anniversary.”
“Screw dinner,” she says, running the tips of her fingers up my back, tracing my spine. “I don't want anything but you right now.”
I lick my lips and smile. “I like that answer.”
With feverish fingers I work her leggings down over her hips and off her feet. She kicks them to the floor and tears her shirt up over her head. Her nipples harden, beading up into firm peaks.
Ripping my clothes off, I crawl between her legs. Slipping my hand up over her ribs, I gently move the pads of my fingers back and forth from one nipple to the other. Goosebumps erupt down her skin as she tips her head back.
She's so damn beautiful. My own personal piece of priceless art. I'll never get tired of looking at her, of hearing her laugh, or seeing her smile.
Her body is so sensitive, wriggling beneath me as I pinch her nipple and roll it between my fingers. “Mm,” she moans, her fingers gripping my back and digging in.
She lifts her hips, forcing her soaking pussy against my lower my stomach. Her arousal slicks my skin, making my cock rock hard. My dick thickens, the tip red and shiny from precum.
Millie opens her eyes as she lines her pussy up with my cock and guides me in. Her walls tighten around me, bearing down hard.
I rest on my forearms, letting her body adjust. Her thighs spread wide as she softly runs her fingers through my hair. My eyes connect with hers, unable to look away.
“I love you,” she says, nibbling on her bottom lip.
“I love you too.” Slow and steady, I start to move my hips. I pull my cock back, and with complete control, I thrust back inside.
Her chest shoots up, her back so high off the bed I can slip an arm behind her. And that's exactly what I do. I grab her tight, holding her up as my hips shift harder, faster, and with more power.
I can't let her go. I never want to let her go. I clutch her tighter. Her back is against my forearm, her tits are in my face, and her pussy is pulsing around my cock.
