Page 57 of Mia Amata

I slid my hands down his back, as his fingers slid between my thighs, and his lips trailed down my neck to my breasts, then continued down my stomach. He stood up, breathing heavily, watching me as he took the rest of his clothes off. He got back on the bed, but this time he was kissing my thighs, gently spreading my legs.

My breath caught as I felt his tongue, my hands going to his head, and I raised my buttocks off the bed in response. He continued for a few minutes until I thought I wouldn’t be able to take it anymore, then he started moving up my body, kissing me all over. He finally got to my lips, kissing me then pulling back to look at me. I looked at him and felt him pressing against me, wanting to enter me. “Mia Amata,” he whispered, “I love you, but I will stop if you want me to, I want you to be sure.”

I looked at him, tears coming to my eyes. “I love you, Jacob,” I whispered. “Please make love to me.” He leaned down and kissed me ever so gently, spreading my legs and entering me. I gasped, crying out.

We made love with a passion I never knew existed. It went on for so long that I clawed Jacob’s back, crying out for him. We finally collapsed, both of us breathing hard and exhausted, unable to speak. Jacob moved a little to the side, so he wasn’t lying right on top of me, but held me, not letting go. “Mia Amata,” Jacob finally said.

“Hmmm?” I murmured.

“I’m glad I stayed.”

“Me too,” I said. “So about moving in?”

He raised his eyebrows, looking at me.

“Can you move in tomorrow?” I asked.

“Yes,” and he leaned over, kissing me.

We celebrated our engagement a few times that night, finally falling asleep around two in the morning, exhausted. When I finally opened my eyes, stretching, I looked at the clock. It was 10 a.m. “Jacob?” I said, noticing the empty bed next to me. He comes walking in, carrying a tray.

“Good morning Mrs.Vance,” he said.

I laughed. “Not yet.” I sat up. He put the tray over my lap on the bed.

“It’s not much,” he said. “If I know Mom, she would have a huge meal cooked for us, so we had better be able to eat.”

“I’m eating for two, that shouldn’t be a problem.”

“You still eat like a bird. I hope you are getting enough to eat for both of you.”

“The doctor says I’m doing just fine. Baby and I are both growing as expected,” I said. “Speaking of the doctor, I was wondering if you would like to go with me to my appointment this week? If you can.”

“Of course, I will if you want me to. Is there any particular reason why though?” he asked. He sat down on the bed, taking a piece of toast.

“I’m going to have an ultrasound. You would be able to see the baby. We should be able to learn the sex of the baby. You don’t have to go, I just thought…”

“Really?” He said cutting me off. “I would love to go.”

I smiled at him. We finished off the toast and coffee. He picked up the tray, putting it aside. “What time do we have to be at your parents?” I asked.

He climbed back into bed, pulling me down, “Soon,” he said.

We finally pulled ourselves out of bed. He cleaned up our breakfast dishes while I showered. He then took a shower. Pretty soon, it was time to go. I was quiet as we were driving to his parent’s house. Jacob asked, “Nervous?”

“Scared stiff,” I said.

He took my hand to his lips and kissed it. “Don’t be. I promise they will love you.” All too soon it seemed like we were pulling into their driveway. Jacob came around, helping me out of the truck. Walking in the front door, Jacob called out, “Mom? Dad? We’re here.” His mom came out of the kitchen. She was a pretty woman, tall and thin.

“Jacob!” she said. “I’m so glad to see you.” She gave him a hug. Behind her, a man came from the back hallway.

“Hey, Dad,” Jacob said, giving his dad a hug. “I’d like to introduce you to someone.” He took my hand, “Mom, Dad, this is my fiancé, Mattie Austin.” His mom and dad looked at each other in surprise. “Mia, this is my dad, Donald, my mom, Nora.”

“Fiancé?” his mom asked.

“Yes, I asked her last night, and she said yes.” A couple of seconds of silence passed, and I figured this was it; they hated me already. To my surprise, his mother suddenly lit up.

“Congratulations! That is so exciting,” she said. It seemed that she was genuinely happy. She gave me a hug while his dad shook Jacob’s hand.

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