Chapter 186 Me with you
I clutch Miguel to me, not quite believing that he's here. I take his face into my eyes, studying his beautiful blue-green eyes that looks like the ocean on a tropical island.
"Are you okay?" I feel tears burning in my eyes, hoping that he came back to me, to us.
"Not totally." He gulps, pushing back his emotions. "But I will be, I promise."
I hug him tightly again.
"I'm so, so sorry." He murmurs in my hair. "I never meant to hurt you, I'd rather kill myself first."
"I know." The tears fall from my eyes then.
"It won't ever happen again, I promise."
I believe him too. I saw how much it killed him afterwards, but I knew the look in his eyes when he had his hand around me wasn't him. It was clear as daylight that he was battling something, I just hope and pray that whatever it is, he will have the heart to tell me.
He loosens his hold on me to tilt my chin up to look at him. "You came home."
I smile through my tears. "I came home."
He bends down and kisses me softly, his lips promising me that he won't leave me again, that he will always stay.
What started off as sweet, turns into heated longing, being away from each other for far too long.
My core clenches when he walks me back until my back hits the wall, the same wall that is painted with wild animals for the arrival of our baby. He said he liked it, and I'm just glad that I don't have to do this alone anymore, that when the baby comes he will be here with us.
"I missed you so much." He whispers as he kisses down my neck, his hands pulling up my loose sweater and settling on my belly.
The baby takes that moment to give a strong successions of kicks, and Miguel straightens to look at me with awe. "What is she doing in there?"
I laugh with abandon. "Maybe he knows you're home."
He pulls the sweater over my head and pulls down my tights, falling to his knees to kiss over the swell of my stomach. "Hello, are you listening? I'm your daddy."
My heart is overflowing at this beautiful moment. May this baby always remember how loved he is, that we will walk through fire to protect him always.
I gasp when Miguel pulls my leggings along with my underwear all the way down, and I toe off my sneakers, only to lift my leg over his shoulder and immediately sucks my clit into his mouth.
I grab his hair for leverage, the longer blonde strands perfect for holding onto as he tries to penetrate my pussy with his tongue. I moan wildly, his mouth relentless on my core, licking and sucking me until my leg that's holding me up starts trembling.
He growls low in his throat, a man starved as he licks through my slit, lapping up all the wetness that is gushing out of me.
My head hits the wall with a thud when he enters two fingers straight up into pussy, the slickness making it easy for him to plunge the two digits in and out of me.
I'm going to cum. The onslaught of his fingers and tongue are too much to bear, and it's been too long since he's done this to me. I'm probably pulling his hair out as I feel the shivers starting at my lower back and running down the back of my legs.
Miguel must feel my core starting to clench around his fingers, because he quickly gets back on his feet, his eyes smoldering down at me as he pulls down his sweatpants, and lifts me effortlessly to wrap my legs around his waist.
He catches my cries with his mouth when he impales me straight onto his cock, my walls struggling to take him in. I gasp into him as he manages to screw himself all the way inside me, my pussy clenching around him as he keeps still, his length pulsing.
"Fuck." He pulls his mouth away from mine, his lips open as he slowly pulls out of me until only his tip remains before slowly thrusting back in.
"Nothing feels like this." He murmurs while I'm holding on to him for dear life. "There is nowhere I would rather be than inside you."
My legs tightens around him when he reaches between our bodies with his one hand and rubs my clit in time with his unhurried thrusts.
I was already a live wire waiting to detonate, and I moan loud as the electricity washes over me and I cum in long clenches around him.
"Fuck!" He growls again, taking his hand away from my clit and holding my ass cheeks tightly in his hands as he starts fucking into me hard and fast, the way I know he likes it.
I'm going to be so sore after this, but I take every inch of him, his cock impossibly hard and big spearing me open. I want to do this every day, let him break me apart, this feeling of being alive while he fucks me present since the very beginning I became aware of him.
It feels like ages ago when the man on the motorcycle and the black helmet started following me. It's like all of that happened in another lifetime.
Miguel's fingers slip into the crack of my ass, and I don't think I can take any more, but he proves that I can when one finger gathers wetness from my pussy, and enters my ass in one go.
I'm trembling in his arms, my voice hoarse from shouting as another painful orgasm wracks through my body.
He's the only anchor holding me up us as my legs loosen around him, and he suck the flesh of my neck into his mouth as he groans deeply and spills his seed inside of me.
"I'm never living without this ever again." He licks up my neck to whisper in my ear. "Nothing and nobody will ever tear me away from you. Ever."