Chapter 123

“Hana, sweetness. You are the love of my life and the mother of my child. The day you came into my life was the luckiest day of my life. You have brought me so much happiness, joy and a new lease on life. I can’t see my life without you in it. Will you be my wife?” Hana looked down on me as I held up the diamond ring I had picked out as it wasn’t too big so she could still wear it to work. I was getting really nervous when she just looked at me. When the first tear rolled down her face, I lost all hope.

“Of course I will,” she told me as tears kept running down her face. She held out her hand and I placed the ring on her finger. It filled me with so much pride that she had accepted. I stood up and pulled her into a kiss.

“I love you, Hana. Thank you for saying yes,” I told her.

“I love you too, Hunter. I’m the lucky one that managed to fall right into you. You don’t have any other surprises for me today right? I think I’m all surprised out for today.” I chuckled.

“No, sweetness. No more surprises.” I kissed her again and I could feel the heat in the kiss growing.

“I think we should consecrate our new house,” Hana said as she looked at me with fire. I should object. I should tell her we didn’t have any furniture or anything to make the experience comfortable. But I could never resist that look and since Hana had entered her second trimester, that look had become more frequent. I wasn’t complaining. If she needed sex morning, lunch, evening, and three times at night, I would make sure she got it. I picked her up and smiled as I got an idea.

“I like the idea. Let’s be nostalgic. Remember this first time you let me taste you?” I asked as I carried her, her legs wrapped around me. She giggled.

“As if I could ever forget. You gave me my first orgasm not by my hand and stole my heart by making cupcakes with me,” she said and kissed my neck. I loved when she did that.

“That’s right. I think we should repeat it, this time without irritating timers and with a grand finale,” I said.

“I approve.”

“Hold on tight,” I told her and let go of my grip on her ass. She clung to me and did her best to kiss and lick every naked piece of skin on me. I used my hands to unbutton her jeans. It was fiddly, but I was highly motivated and soon I was able to yank on them so they slipped down under her ass. I then placed her on the counter.

“Oh fuck, that’s cold,” she objected.

“Sorry, I didn’t remember it was marble. Let me place my suit jacket under you,” I said. She giggled and shook her head. She pulled her jeans down her legs, unhooked her bra but left her shirt on. She lay down in front of me and pulled one leg up, and put the heel on the edge of the counter.

“I think you have a job to do,” she told me with a brilliant smile.

“You are right, I do have a job to do,” I told her and felt the smile on my own face as I got my suit jacket off as I got down on my knees placing her other leg on my shoulder and kissing the inside of her thigh. I was still as obsessed with her as the first time. My hands moved up, under her shirt. I could feel the small bump, barely noticeable, that was the life we had created. I let my hands move higher and found her naked breasts. Every inch of her skin was a turn on. But when her wonderful breasts filled my hands, I couldn’t keep back a moan. Hana was moaning as well as I rolled her nipples between my fingers. I had been kissing the inside of her thighs, but now I moved up. I licked her outer lips and got my first taste of her. The next lick I put more force behind so her lips opened up and I could taste her. I focused around her clit. Letting my tongue draw wet circles around it and then moved down to let my tongue find its way inside her. I felt Hana’s hands grip my hair. She tugged me closer and moved on my tongue.

“Hunter,” she moaned. I loved it when she called my name in that voice. I knew she was getting closer. I let go of her breast with one hand. My mouth moved to her clit. As I sank two fingers inside her, I sucked on her clit. Her movements against me got quicker and her hands tugging on my hair more desperate. I curled my fingers and heard Hana call for me as she climaxed. She was so responsive under my touches that it was highly addictive to entice more climaxes from her. But she was on a cold countertop. I would be satisfied with this one and then the next. I would make sure to make it up to her when we got home to her place. I kissed my way up over her stomach and opened her shirt to give me access to suck on her nipples.

“Hunter, you have too many clothes on,” she complained. I dropped my pants, maybe not the most romantic of moves, but I was going for practicality. And I needed her. When I felt her hand wrapping around my cock, I had to use all my willpower not to spill all over her hand. She stroked me with a steady hand. “Do you like taking me on the kitchen counter?” she asked.

“I love taking you anywhere, anytime, sweetness,” I panted. Her legs wrapped around me and I bent down to kiss her.

“I would let you,” she whispered into my ear.

“Fuck,” I mumbled as flashes of more or less risky places flashed before my eyes. She guided me to her entrance and I didn’t hesitate to slowly sink into her. I revelled in the feeling of being surrounded by her. I kissed her again, I let my desperation come through in the kiss.

“I need you to move. Fast. You got me needy,” Hana told me. She shattered my last restraint. I rocked my hips at her, hard and fast. I bent down and sucked on her breast. Her grip was back in my hair and I enjoyed the pinch of pain as she tugged me up to kiss her. Her heels dug into my ass. She was everywhere and still I didn’t get enough of her.

“Hana,” I moaned.

“I know, I know. I’m right there with you,” she told me. I locked eyes with her.

“I need to feel you tumble over, sweetness. Come all over my cock,” I told her.

“Closer, I need to feel you all over me,” she whined. I lowered myself over her, put my arm behind her shoulders and pulled her against me. I felt her hands grab my shoulders and how tightly she held on to me as she came. I joined her seconds later. We held onto each other as we calmed our breathing. Hana’s hold on me changed and she snuggled up to me.

“Are you cold?” I asked.

“No. I’m quite warm and cosy,” she told me. I smiled and kissed her hair.

“You do know that we now have to do this in every room in the house? Not today, but at some point,” I asked.

“Yes. I’m looking forward to it.” There was a moment where we enjoyed the moment, before I stood up and took her with me so she was sitting up. “Hunter?” she asked as I tried to pull her panties onto her legs. She had the voice she had when she was considering important things.

“Yes, sweetness?” I kissed her naked knee.

“Do you want a big wedding?” I looked up at her. She was studying me.

“I haven’t thought about it,” I told her and pulled her panties up to her knees and then started on her jeans. “I don’t really care. That didn’t sound right. I do care that we marry, it is important to me that we make the promise to love and honour each other. But I don’t care who or how many are watching us as we do it. Do you want a big wedding?” I asked her. I knew Simon had made her have a quiet affair the last time. If Hana wanted to live out her princess dreams, I would make sure she had the biggest wedding the city had ever seen.

“No,” she said. “I would like us to be married before the baby comes. But I don’t want something big. I want it to be small and intimate.”

“I like that idea. Do you have a plan?” I asked as I helped her down from the counter so she could pull her pants all the way up.

“I was thinking that we could take Jason and Wictor with us to the courthouse. And then we tell everyone we are having a housewarming party in the evening. We can tell them everything then and then we can celebrate both our new house and our new marriage. I smiled down at her.

“I love that idea.”

“You do?”

“I do. But if you want a big poofy wedding dress or want us to hire catering for the party. Just let me know and we will make it happen,” I told her.

“I was thinking we could ask Chef to cook and Mary and I would make a cake. I think that is all we need. I don’t want a poofy dress. Maybe I’ll buy a new dress, because I doubt I can get into any of my old ones,” she said with a smile as she gently rubbed her stomach.

“Okay. I only have one thing to ask,” I said.

“Sure what is it?”

“I want us to take some professional photographs after we're done at the courthouse. I want one of those on my desk and I think we could use some on the walls of this place. We’ll just leave room for baby pictures,” I said. She smiled at me.

“I love that idea.” I kissed her. It was getting dark outside as we drove back home. Hana's stomach made an angry sound.

“I have been a bad future husband and father. I haven’t fed you,” I said and placed a hand on her stomach.

“Luckily for us, Chef sent two bags of ready meals home with you yesterday,” she told me.

“We haven’t cooked a meal in forever,” I said.

“We have the best of friends.”