Aaron Lucas (thirdandlast) wrote in shadows_rpg, @ 2021-12-29 20:09:00 |
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Entry tags: | #june 2018, aaron, aaron x mila, mila |
Who: Mila and Aaron
When: late evening, Saturday, June 23
Where: their house
Warning: NSFW
Status: complete
Aaron felt like he had accomplished a lot that day as he headed home from the Porch -- he’d done the grocery shopping and put it all away, he’d run into Marsh at the store, which was cool, then he’d had a short but productive shift at the bar. It was nice to leave a little early on a Saturday night -- Gavin had been okay with it since Aaron had gotten through putting up inventory early. The bar was rarely too packed for one person anyway, even on the weekends.
So he was happy to be going home to his woman. He was doubly happy when he pulled up and saw that both Roxy and Adrian’s cars were gone. It was such a rare thing for them to have the house to themselves these days, and Aaron found himself even more eager to see Mila as he parked and got out of his truck. He hadn’t told her he was coming home early, and now it felt like an even better surprise.
“I’m home,” he called as he walked in the door, already smiling as he crouched to unlace his boots in their little foyer.
Mila hadn't expected Aaron to be home this early so she was surprised when she heard his voice in the house. With Adrian and Roxy out of the house, Mila had been expecting to spend most of the evening alone. It wasn't necessarily a bad thing, but she sometimes had a hard time mentally when she was in the house by herself, with no one to turn to if things started to go sideways. She hurried from the kitchen, a chocolate bar in her hand, to find Aaron in the foyer. "I thought you were closing tonight," Mila said with a smile. "You should have called! I could have ordered a pizza or something."
Once he was out of his boots, Aaron stood up and stepped in closer, leaning down to give Mila a kiss. “Nah I’m good, I ate something earlier,” he said, giving her a sunny smile. “I thought I was too, but I got the truck put away and Gav said it was okay if I left.” Gavin was softening up in his old age or something. Maybe it was Charlie’s influence, Aaron didn’t know. He was just gonna enjoy it. “I didn’t know everybody was gonna be gone or I woulda played sick or something, stayed home with you.” He grinned as she slipped his arms more solidly around her, then smooched her hair. “Unless you wanted like, alone time?”
"I had enough alone time tonight," Mila promised, nuzzling his throat. "I'm glad you're home. Adrian and Roxy are both out, so it's just us." She was grateful to Gavin for letting Aaron leave, which was a rare thing for Mila to feel. But if Gavin was going to ease up on Aaron a bit, she would appreciate it... silently. Kissing his chin, Mila pulled back and took his hand to lead him into the living room so they could sit. "I have another appointment scheduled next Wednesday at two," she said. "It's routine, so you don't have to come unless you want to." She had a feeling he would want to come anyway, which was kind of nice. Mila was finding having Aaron around at the doctor's office kept her calm.
Aaron let her lead him along and plopped down on the couch, happy to be off his feet. And even more happy to have his fiancee to himself. He was glad to be able to help Adrian and Roxy, but he would also be glad when they moved out on their own too. “I definitely want to,” he said as he put his arm around Mila’s shoulders. He’d been trying to make every appointment she had, just as eager to hear everything the doctors said -- even though he didn’t understand a fair bit of it -- but also to support Mila. He knew this pregnancy was both wonderful and scary for her, and he wanted to be at her side every step of the way. “Is it another scan thing, or are they just gonna like, check your blood and talk?”
“Just the normal routine stuff,” Mila said. And frankly she was happy with that. At this point, if they wanted a scan, that would mean something was wrong and Mila couldn’t handle that. Not when she already knew there was something strange about her daughter. Mila took another bite of the chocolate, perfectly content with sitting on their couch, Aaron’s arm around her. It was heavenly and quiet, without stress or worry. “I was thinking— oh god.” There was a flutter in her stomach, something she hadn’t experienced before. Mila tensed briefly before straightening up, her hand moving to her stomach quickly. Eyes wide, she looked at Aaron. “I felt something. I think… I felt her move.”
A bit startled, Aaron sat up straight a second after Mila, his own eyes going wide with concern. At first he thought she was in pain, and terror flashed through him. It took a second for him to register that Mila looked more surprised than hurt. Then his eyebrows rose up sharply and his hand moved to cover hers on her belly. “What, like, a kick?” he asked, his voice soft and kind of awestruck already. Aaron still had very little idea of how the baby timeline should go, when it was ‘normal’ for certain milestones to occur, but he’d been looking forward to this one.
"Yeah... I mean, I think so. It was like... a flutter, but definitely movement," she explained, slipping her hand from beneath Aaron's so he could feel her stomach directly. Mila wanted it to happen again so he could feel it. So she could feel it again. She knew it was bound to happen, she just hadn't been sure what it would feel like when it did. But there was no mistaking that it had been the baby, rather than indigestion. A moment passed with nothing happening and she was about to speak again when she felt the same sensation, in the same spot, beneath Aaron's hand. Smiling quickly, she looked at Aaron. "She's moving. Did you feel that?"
Aaron wasn’t sure he’d concentrated on anything more in his life than trying to feel anything happen under his big, calloused hand. A flutter didn’t sound like much, and he worried with every passing second that he’d missed it, but then suddenly he felt it, the tiniest ripple under his palm. Mila obviously felt it too, and Aaron looked up to meet her eyes with a sudden excited grin. “Yeah, yeah I did,” he said, his voice still quiet like he might disturb the baby if he got too loud. He let out a laugh that had an ‘ohmygod’ in the middle of it, and leaned forward to kiss Mila. Aaron felt the little flutter again, and it really hit him that it was their daughter creating that sensation, like she was saying hello, and his throat suddenly felt tight.
Mila was exhilarated by the feeling. Her stomach was still growing and they heard the heartbeat every time she went to the doctor, so she knew the baby was all right... but feeling her start to move, even a little, was proof that she was really there. Thriving. Growing. Watching Aaron's face as it happened again, Mila's own throat closed up and her eyes became misty. It hadn't escaped her that if she hadn't lost their first baby, they would have been parents by now. She thought about it often and all the terribleness that followed, but there was something healing in this, like they could maybe let go of all the badness. It still haunted her, but Aaron and the baby seemed like they kept her tethered to reality and she was grateful every day for it. "She must have been waiting until we were finally alone to say hi," Mila suggested with a watery laugh. The fluttering moved across her stomach, not big enough yet to create a visible ripple, but she certainly felt it.
He felt the tiny tickle against his fingers as it shifted, and hearing the emotion in Mila’s voice made his own eyes fill up with happy tears. Aaron had been determined to be as supportive as he could be through this pregnancy, to be Mila’s rock and see her through no matter what happened, but he realized now there’d been a part of him holding its breath for another miscarriage, for tragedy to rip them apart again. But that little flicker of movement inside Mila’s belly gave him so much sudden hope that it was hard not to just start bawling. Aaron slipped off the couch onto his knees and shuffled in closer to Mila, both hands on her bump now. “Hello babygirl,” he murmured, lips almost against her stomach. “We hear you, and we’re so happy.” Aaron swallowed thickly and pressed a couple of kisses to that gentle swell. God, he couldn’t wait to meet her and hold her in his arms and protect her from everything he could. “Do you think she even has like, ears yet?” he asked, glancing up with a sheepish little smile.
Mila's smile widened. "She does. I don't know how well she can hear yet... but maybe she's picking up on the vibrations or something." She had baby books and all that, though she wasn't obsessively reading them the way she thought she would when she got pregnant. Every week she tried to read how the baby was progressing, but Mila was a little scared to dive in headfirst to all of this, fearing, like Aaron, that something would happen to devastate them both again. With Aaron's lips pressed to her belly, Mila ran her hands over the top of his head. "I can't wait to marry you," she murmured. "And for you to be a dad." Maybe she was being overly mushy but she was feeling emotional and she couldn't help it. Mila wasn't sure she deserved all of this after what she did, but she was happy and it was hard not to revel in it.
Aaron liked to think that even if all the tiny bits weren’t formed yet, his daughter still knew his voice on some level. He was definitely going to keep talking to her while she was in there, so maybe she would recognize him when she was born. Aaron put his cheek against Mila’s tummy and smiled up at her for a moment, perfectly happy to be as mushy as they could be. “And I can’t wait to be your husband and see you be a mom,” he murmured back. Aaron rose up higher on his knees to reach her, cupping her face in his hands as he pressed their lips together. He was so grateful to be there with her, after everything they’d been through, sometimes it all just made his chest hurt. Most of the time, the happiness crowded out the fear that it would abruptly end, and that was all Aaron could ask for. A sudden urge bubbled up in his chest and he pulled back enough to murmur, “I’m gonna ... I’m gonna do better than my dad.”
Mila could only hope she would be a good mom... stable. She worried about her mental state with a baby but she knew Aaron would help her... so would Adrian, and her parents. This was something Mila had wanted for so long, she didn't want to ruin it. "You're already doing better than your dad," Mila told him, bringing her hands up to cup his face. "You've been amazing in every way possible and you're going to be an even more amazing dad." If she thought, even for a second, that he might turn out like Caden or Gavin, Mila would have never fallen in love with him the way that she had. But there was a light in Aaron she had never seen in his brothers. She knew he had his issues, but it felt like most of that Lucas darkness had somehow escaped him and for that Mila was grateful.
Her words made him smile, a bit misty-eyed as he sniffed before kissing Mila again. Aaron knew that he didn’t have the personality to really turn out like Joseph -- he couldn’t yet imagine even saying a cross word to his daughter, much less abusing her the way the Lucas kids had been abused. But he also knew that things could change and he could get shittier with age. He just hoped Mila would call him out and keep him in line if he started to slip -- he probably also ought to keep his drinking under control. A lot of the Lucas family curses stemmed from alcohol, it seemed. Aaron wasn’t sure yet that he would be an ‘amazing’ dad, but he was definitely going to do his best not to suck at it. “I love you both so much,” he murmured against Mila’s lips, one hand still on the side of her neck while the other settled gently on her baby bump again.
"We love you too," Mila assured him with a smile. The baby had stopped moving, but Mila was looking forward to feeling her again. She curled her fingers around Aaron's wrist gently. "I think Roxy is going to be out all night and... I don't know where Adrian is, but... do you want to go to bed?" She wasn't thinking about sleeping, at least not for a while. An empty house was still hard to come by and now that he was home earlier than she expected, Mila wanted to take advantage of it while they could. And then maybe fall asleep together, naked and happy. They deserved those moments, if you asked her.
It was funny how his thoughts could swing so quickly from being a good dad cradling his little girl to all the filthy things he wanted to do with her mother. Part of Aaron had worried that Mila being pregnant would change how he saw her, like now she was some pure mother figure who shouldn’t be defiled with sex -- damn Catholic upbringing -- but he’d quickly found that wasn’t a problem. If anything, Aaron wanted to fuck her more now, his feelings for her had grown so big. He grinned at the question and nodded his head. “That’s exactly where I wanted to be when I pulled up and only saw your car,” he confessed, smooching her lips again. Then Aaron moved to stand up, taking Mila’s hand to pull her up with him once he’d made room.
Mila had worried a little that Aaron would find himself less attracted to her sexually once she started to show in her stomach. Some guys probably didn't find the weight gain appealing, but she and Aaron had always had a pretty great sex life, and she didn't want that to change. She smiled when he helped her up and while feeling the baby move was amazing, she kind of hoped their daughter would settle down for a bit now too, so Mila and Aaron could take advantage of their time alone together without any... interruptions. "Have you thought about names at all?" she asked Aaron as they headed for the stairs. Then she winced and laughed. "Wait, should I be talking about that right now? Should I only focus on sexy things?"
Aaron laughed a bit with her, stepping aside a bit so Mila could go up the steps first. “How ‘bout ... only sexy things past the bedroom door?” he suggested as started to climb behind her, patting her ass with both hands. He had absolutely no problem with how her body was changing -- Aaron found the extra curves sexy the same way he found every other part of her sexy. And not only was she hot, she was carrying their baby and that did all kinds of good things to his insides. “I mean, I’ve thought about like five hundred different names, but nothing’s stuck out like ‘that’s the one!’ yet, you know? Have you? Anything you like?”
Mila laughed. Sexy time started at the bedroom door. That sounded good to her. It was nice to feel sexy again. Even with the scars left on her body, Aaron always made her feel beautiful and she was becoming less insecure about things. "I've thought of a few," she admitted. "But like you, nothing has really stood out. I keep thinking we won't know until we see her, you know? Like... she'll be the one to tell us her name. I know that sounds silly. My mom had me named before the doctor ever confirmed I was going to be a girl. She keeps pushing names on me, but they all sound like women she plays bridge with every month." Mila rolled her eyes, but smiled. Despite Mila not being married, her parents were thrilled that they were going to be grandparents. It probably eased some of the sting that Mila and Aaron were getting married.
He snickered and shook his head. “No Agnes or Hilda or Martha or anything like that,” he agreed, amused. Aaron loved it that Mila’s parents were so excited about their incoming grandchild -- his own father never showed an ounce of joy about it, and while his mother seemed happy sometimes, she was still often lost in a fog of grief. It seemed hard for Bridget to be excited about anything. Plus she already had two other grandchildren anyway, this would be the Morettis’ first. “Maybe once she’s bigger and you can feel her more, a name will come to us,” he suggested as they reached the landing and headed for their bedroom door. “We can read a list to her and be like, ‘kick once for yes, twice for no’.” Aaron grinned, obviously kidding, but still amused by the idea.
Mila scrunched up her nose at the names Aaron threw out. Her mother's potential names did sound a bit like them, though more of the Italian variety. "Once we know, we'll know," she said with a grin, taking Aaron's hand to pull him in close once they were in their bedroom. It was still such a surreal feeling, to live in a house with Aaron, planning a wedding and expecting his baby. It was everything she had ever wanted. She just wished it hadn’t come after so much horror, although there was a part of her that felt their whole ordeal had actually brought them closer. Sliding her arms around Aaron, Mila kissed him, loving that she didn't have to worry about the door, or being quiet, or anything like that. It was just the two of them now and they had to take advantage of it while they could.
Aaron was beyond delighted to have the house emptied out, and he didn’t give two thoughts to the bedroom door being open or anything. He didn’t know when Adrian’s shift would be over, but he doubted it was anytime soon, and he planned to make the most of it. He happily kissed Mila back, wrapping his arms around her to just hold her close for a moment, hands gently stroking her back. Her body was feeling different all the time, but he still loved it every step of the way. Extra warmth started spreading through Aaron, making his cock stir in his jeans, and he urged Mila’s lips apart to taste her deeper as he started shuffling them toward their bed.
Mila held Aaron close, moving with him to the bed, her tongue stroking against his slowly. Just his hands on her body got her blood pumping hot and Mila couldn't help but slip her hands beneath his shirt in search of bare skin. Just being around Aaron helped Mila considerably. His presence kept her grounded and when she started to feel her chest tighten, he seemed to know exactly what to do to keep her tethered to reality. Being with him like this completely erased all the trauma still swimming around in her head. It was like the pleasure completely overwhelmed the bad stuff and if she could, Mila knew she would have remained naked and entwined with Aaron forever. Moaning softly against his mouth, Mila began to push his shirt up his body to get it off, eager to kiss as much of his body as she could manage.
Intimacy helped Aaron too in more ways than one, but he always felt like it was especially good for their relationship because it reassured him that he had fully forgiven her. He knew certain members of his family were still holding the badness against Mila, and thought Aaron was crazy for still being with her ... but whenever they were vulnerable and together like this, he felt nothing but love and warmth. In spite of the nightmares he still sometimes had, he wasn’t afraid of her. He knew she was really Mila, he could feel it. With a low answering hum in his throat, Aaron lifted his arms and let Mila pull his shirt off, just as eager to feel her hands and lips on his skin as she was to touch him. He delved his fingers into her hair and kissed the side of her face and neck before his hands moved to do the same to her shirt. The sooner they were both fully naked, the better.
Helping Aaron get rid of her clothes was like second nature to her now. It was a mild inconvenience, having to lift her hands from his body, but as soon as she was at least free of her shirt, Mila touched him again, stepping in to press her lips to his chest. Everything about Aaron turned her on. The way he felt, how he smelled, the way he kissed her. Even when they weren't being intimate, Mila still always wanted him on some level. Despite everything they had gone through, she was still a little surprised at times that he wanted her too. It was as if Mila still worried she would wake up from all of this someday and realize it had been a dream. Her fingers started working open his jeans, her face ducking against his neck to kiss and nip at his skin.
Aaron couldn’t imagine not wanting Mila the way he did. She was gorgeous and sexy and perfect in his eyes, and his body always responded eagerly to anything she did to it. His breath got a little shakier as Mila pressed her lips against his skin, hands briefly gripping her hips as his groin started to heat up further. Then he was caressing her back and sides, fingers moving to undo the clasp of her bra with practiced ease. As soon as the straps were slid down Mila’s arms, Aaron caressed her breasts, gentle now that he knew they could get sore, his thumbs brushing over her nipples. Aaron wanted to kiss her all over too, but he also loved the attention, so he wasn’t going to rush her through anything she wanted to do to him.
They had been intimate long enough that Mila knew what Aaron liked and she always wanted to give that to him. Her nipples tightened against beneath his fingers, but Mila was more than happy to ignore her body's eager, aroused response for the time being. She continued kissing his chest, finally getting his jeans open and his zipper down. With a satisfied moan, she slipped her hand into his jeans to touch him briefly before quickly working his jeans and boxer briefs down his hips to his upper thighs. Aaron would have to help her get them off completely but for the moment Mila just wanted to explore and kiss and touch and bring him as much pleasure as she could. So she carefully lowered herself to her knees, taking hold of his cock in one hand gently as she began to suck gently at the head.
He’d been desired by women before, of course, but Aaron didn’t think he’d ever felt it as keenly as he did with Mila. Maybe it was the emotion between them, but she always made him feel so wanted, body and soul. Sure, it was mostly body at the moment, but the soul part added layers that he’d just never gotten with casual hookups. His fingers drifted over her skin as she moved, a low groan catching in his throat at the first brief touch. Aaron watched Mila descend to her knees with hazy eyes, wetting his lips briefly. He couldn’t imagine a sexier woman doing a sexier thing to him in that moment, all of his arousal purely focused on Mila. His future wife, mother of his child, the absolute light of his life. How did being so in love make everything hotter? Aaron didn’t get it, but he wasn’t going to complain. He moaned softly as she took him into her mouth, his fingers finding their way into her silky hair.
Mila had been with other men before, but it had never been as fulfilling as this. Being in love definitely had something to do with it and she couldn't imagine ever being with anyone else. Aaron was her person and always had been, even when he didn't know it. After everything she had done, Mila didn't understand how her lifelong fantasies continued to come true, but she was getting better at simply accepting it. Aaron made her happy and she wanted to spend the rest of her life doing the same for him. It helped that giving him pleasure was one of her favorite things to do and Mila moaned as she took him deeper into her mouth, peering up at him through her lashes to watch him.
It was usually easy to tell when a lover was really engaged in what was happening, and Mila always seemed just as into sex as he was. Aaron loved it, loved knowing that she got off on pleasing him, because he felt exactly the same way. Sometimes it even seemed like they were both too eager to give that they got impatient with taking. Like even at that moment, part of Aaron was antsy to get his face between Mila’s legs, but the urge was easy to ignore for now. Especially with her eyes on him and those beautiful lips sliding down his shaft. His breath was already getting heavier. “God, you’re so fuckin’ beautiful,” Aaron murmured, the words a bit fuzzy as he curled his fingers gently in her hair. He never liked to force her to do anything, but sometimes he just felt like he needed to hold onto her.
Mila moaned in response around his cock, loving the feel of Aaron's fingers in her hair. There was really no better feeling than making Aaron feel good, listening to his heavy breathing, feeling the way his fingers flexed in her hair or against her body. Despite everything he had gone through, most of it because of her, Aaron was still there and he still loved her. She wanted to show him this kind of love every single day if she could. Mila relaxed her throat, sucking more firmly now. Since getting pregnant, her gag reflex was a bit more sensitive due to the morning sickness, but she took him as deep as she could, starting to move her head in a steady rhythm.
She didn’t have to deep throat him, she was so good at everything else, Aaron didn’t feel deprived at all. This was just foreplay anyway, he wanted to come deep inside of her pussy, giving Mila pleasure too while he did so. He did love her, desperately, and he loved expressing that in a physical way. Aaron groaned low in his throat and let his head fall back for a moment as that clenchy good feeling grew in his core. It was hard to keep completely still, so he rocked his hips just a tiny bit with her movements, relishing the way her tongue rubbed against his cock and that firm suction around him. He completely planned on returning the favor, but he couldn’t pull away quite yet, hungry to enjoy what she was doing for him for another few minutes.
Moaning low in her throat, Mila welcomed the soft movements of Aaron's hips. She loved that kind of non-verbal feedback, knowing he was enjoying everything she was doing for him. Aaron had always had pretty good stamina, so she wasn't too worried about him coming too soon as she sucked his cock harder, her fingertips pressing into his flesh to keep him close. She was so glad he had come home early tonight, not only to feel the baby move for the first time, but for this. It always felt like they were reconnecting in a way, that they still had so much time to make up for, even if she hadn't been gone all that long. And god, he tasted so good.
Mila’s obvious enjoyment always made it harder to hold back, and Aaron was feeling that familiar tension building in his hips. His body wanted to thrust, but these days he tried to be more careful of Mila’s gag reflex. Making her puke would be one way to ruin the mood for sure, and he wanted to take advantage of the privacy they’d been blessed with. He groaned softly and let her go for another moment, then stroked his hands over her shoulders and gently urged her back. “C’mere,” Aaron murmured, moving to help her get on her feet again. As soon as she was, Aaron dipped his face in to kiss her deeply, tasting a bit of salty precum on her tongue. Doing his best not to break the kiss, he pushed his jeans and boxers down far enough that he could step-and-tug out of them with just his legs. Then he was reaching for the rest of her clothes, pushing her yoga pants and underwear down over her hips. “Lay down,” he whispered against her lips.
Mila returned the kiss with a subtle desperation she couldn't quite hold back. It wasn't as if they hadn't been able to make love with Adrian and Roxy in the house, but it was certainly more restrained and quiet than they were used to. Knowing she could enjoy Aaron completely without worrying about their house guests was pushing her cravings for him to a much higher level. But Mila was willing to be patient and she lingered at his lips for another moment before scooting back on the bed to lay down like he told her to. Mila took the time to watch Aaron and appreciate everything about him. He was gorgeous and completely hers. Occasionally she wanted to pinch herself, just to reassure herself that this was her life, that Aaron belonged to her. He was her fantasy come true and Mila never wanted to let him go.
Aaron had never been happier belonging to anyone, in spite of everything he and Mila had been tested with. He didn’t give a shit if it made him crazy, if certain people in his family never understood it, he loved Mila more than he could even properly describe. And watching her move on the mattress and lie back was like watching a moving piece of art. Aaron’s hand fell to his cock to give it a few idle strokes as he just looked at her for a moment, admiring everything about her. Even the growing swell of her belly turned him on. Aaron moved to climb halfway onto the bed with her, settling his head and shoulders between her thighs. He slipped his hands under her ass to hold onto her as he pressed a few slow kisses around the insides of her thighs and against her mound, nuzzling and breathing her in. Part of him was hungry and wanted to dive right into vigorous, loud sex, but more of him wanted to drive Mila a little crazy first, like she’d done for him. With a soft sound in the back of his throat, Aaron finally started to explore and stroke her with his tongue, lightly sucking on her clit here and there.
Mila was more than happy to let Aaron tease her for a bit. He was so good at it and the slow, gentle pace he set was enough to draw a contented, soft sigh from her lips. The urge to touch him was strong so she ran her hand through his hair until she held the back of his head, her eyes focused on what he was doing between her legs. Mila was achingly aroused and every time his lips found her clit, a fresh, sharp surge of need throbbed inside of her. Was there anything more sexy than the sight of Aaron Lucas licking her pussy? Other than when he was fucking her, Mila didn't think so. With soft moans, Mila lifted her hips to press against his mouth. She didn't want to hurry him or anything, but it was getting harder to keep still.
God, he loved it when she pushed up into it like that. Knowing he was giving Mila pleasure always got Aaron’s engine running hotter. Some might have called him selfish in his slutty past, but Aaron had always been a pleaser. Actually being in love and knowing someone else’s body almost better than his own gave him a deeper sense of satisfaction, he’d found. All he wanted to do was make Mila orgasmic and happy. Aaron lingered at her pussy for a while, able to read her well enough now not to push her over the edge, enjoying the way she moved and sounded and swelled against his lips. Finally, his own body’s needs got too demanding, and Aaron pulled away to crawl up onto the bed with her. Braced on hands and knees above her body, he kissed her deeply for a moment, then smiled into it. “Wanna ride me?” he murmured.
Selfish was nowhere in Mila's dictionary where it came to Aaron, both in and out of bed. He was always wanting to make her happy, always willing to do whatever she needed. It made her want to do just as much for him and maybe that was why they were so compatible, especially with their sex life. Mila was more than ready for him by the time he moved back up her body and Mila moaned at the taste of herself on his lips. His words only sent a fresh surge of arousal through her and Mila ran her hands down his chest. "Yeah, lay back," she breathed, definitely ready to get his cock inside of her. Once he was settled, Mila slipped over his lap, immediately taking hold of his cock to rub it against her slick heat before guiding him inside of her. Maybe she should have teased a bit but goddamn, she just wanted to feel the delicious stretch of her body around him and Mila couldn't wait any longer.
The pregnancy hadn’t diminished any of Aaron’s desire for his woman, and he hadn’t shied away from fucking Mila for one second -- but he did try to be more careful with her. He loved being fully skin to skin while they made love, but he was a little worried about squishing her belly too much, so he tried not to be the one on top as much these days. Letting Mila ride him brought the bonus of a great view, and Aaron’s eyes were already glassy with heat as she got into position, his hands stroking her thighs and hips. His pelvis twitched just a bit as she used the head of his cock to rub herself, then there was nothing but that incredible sensation of sliding into her body. Aaron’s breath caught and his lashes fluttered a bit, his fingers squeezing the sides of her legs. He let out a faint moan and pushed up into her as deep as he could go.
They had always been a bit adventurous when it came to sex but Mila knew things would get more interesting the bigger her belly got. It wasn't like they were going to stop sleeping together, they would just have to find some new positions. But this one worked just fine for Mila. More than fine, really, because Aaron felt so deep and it felt like her body was already so sensitive to the way he touched her. Groaning when he pushed up, Mila couldn't help but bear down, wanting that pressure more than anything else. Unable to hold still much longer, Mila placed her hands on his chest and began to rock, letting the pleasure build slowly between their bodies. She kept her eyes open to keep them locked on Aaron's face, wanting to watch as she rode him. He was just so gorgeous and it was still hard to believe sometimes that he was all hers.
Being buried inside of Mila was Aaron’s favorite place to be, and he loved the way she pushed back down against him, like she wanted his cock even deeper inside of her. Aaron watched as she started to move, his lips slightly parted, and ran his hands up the length of her arms where she was braced against him. She always knew just how to rock her hips to drive him crazy, and Aaron felt more tension slowly starting to build in his balls. He let his hands trail inward to her breasts, kneading gently before he toyed with her nipples a bit, his heavy-lidded gaze still locked onto hers. “My sexy fuckin’ wife,” Aaron murmured, a faint grin flickering across his features. She might not officially be his wife yet, but she damn sure felt like it, and Aaron considered them married in the heart already. He started to move a bit with her, the extra friction drawing a soft pleasured sound from him.
Like Aaron, Mila already felt like they were married and had been for a while now. The ceremony planned for July was just to make it official and she was honestly thrilled to be taking his last name. She could tell everyone Aaron was her husband, the father of her child, and it made her heart feel close to bursting whenever she thought about it. Mila lifted her hands to cover his over her breasts, her hips moving with more purpose. Knowing that Adrian and Roxy were out of the house, she didn't feel any need to quiet her moans and honestly, she wasn't sure she would have been able to if they had been home. Everything felt so damn good and she wanted it to last. When her body started feeling out of control, she slowed to grind against him instead, her head falling back against her neck as the sensations began to overwhelm her. "God, I love you," she panted, letting her hands glide down his arms. How she could ever doubt her reality when she was so caught up in Aaron, Mila would never know. He was the one true thing keeping her tethered here and she was never going to let him go.
He loved how Mila sounded when she was full of pleasure, especially when she felt free to make as much sexy noise as she wanted. Aaron gripped her breasts a bit harder as her hands covered his, his eyes raking her up and down while she rocked over him. They had been through a lot together, more than Aaron ever had with any other girlfriend, obviously ... but he only felt closer and closer to her. He’d never been in love like this in his life, and Aaron felt it even more keenly in moments like this, when they were so intimately linked. He lived to please her now and he’d never been happier. Aaron’s palms slid down to Mila’s hips as she started to grind, following her smooth, sexy motions. “I love you too,” Aaron groaned back to her. Unable to help himself, he sat up halfway, his core flexing hard, and moved one hand to pull her down into a kiss. “More than anything,” he mumbled against her lips.
Mila knew that by most standards, her relationship with Aaron had moved really fast. They hadn't even been together a year and now she was pregnant and they were getting married. But in a way it felt much longer and she knew some of that was due to the trauma they had both experienced. It had bonded them more tightly together. It probably helped that she had known Aaron almost her entire life and had loved him for at least half of it. This is where she belonged and no one would ever be able to convince her otherwise. Mila slid her hands up to his shoulders, kissing him deeply and keeping their faces close together while she could. "I love how you feel inside me," she murmured, rocking her hips more firmly into his, wishing she could take him in even deeper.
It didn’t feel fast to Aaron, and he didn’t give a shit if anybody thought it was, honestly. He’d known Mila for so long, and he’d fallen in love with her so hard, it was like nothing else he’d ever felt. Knowing she was pregnant with his child and that they were going to be husband and wife soon only made him love her harder, and he felt none of that hesitation about it all that so many other men seemed to have. Aaron took one hand off of her to reach back and prop himself up, wanting to stay where he could kiss her but she still had control. He moved his pelvis in time with her rocking, helping to drive his cock into her. All of that tight slick heat around him felt incredible, and Mila’s words only made it feel even better. “Me too,” he breathed back, probably stupidly, but who could blame him for not being eloquent when he felt like this? “I wanna be inside you forever.”
Mila loved how the slightest angle shift made her feel. His cock seemed to hit just the right spot and while Mila wanted to keep kissing Aaron, her breathing was becoming much more shallow now. So she rested her forehead to his, her hands gripping his shoulders for leverage. It felt so good to just let go and not muffle her cries as she worked herself towards release. Aaron was always an active participant, never content with just laying there while Mila rode him. She loved how he moved beneath her, how he was always touching her. Soon Mila seemed to lose control, unable to help the way her hips thrust against his in a desperate desire to come. When she finally exploded, it was with a strangled cry, her short fingernails pressing hard into Aaron's skin as she shook violently around him.
Aaron didn’t know how to have his beautiful sexy woman in his lap and not touch her, so he was glad that it made Mila feel good too. Hell, he wished he had a whole other set of hands so he could touch her even more! The uninhibited sounds she made were delicious and hot and the more Mila got into it, the tighter and fuller Aaron’s balls felt. His toes curled as he held back on that pressure, not at all ready to come yet. He quickly slipped his arm around her as she started to come to hold her in close against his body as he drove his hips up, helpless groans escaping him too. God, it was the best kind of torture to keep his control through her orgasm. Even the sting from her nails made him want to explode along with her. But Aaron felt more greedy than that -- they finally had privacy, he wanted to make it last, so he just rode Mila’s out with her for the moment.
It felt so good to just let loose and enjoy her orgasm without worrying about someone else hearing her. Intense pleasure stole her breath and she buried her face against Aaron's neck as her hips slowed and she worked on her breathing. She was satisfied but certainly not sated and Mila turned her face to kiss Aaron, long and deep. There was nowhere else she wanted to be than in his arms, with his cock buried deep inside of her. Once she felt like she could, Mila began to move again, just to feel some more of that delicious friction. If they ended up completely sweaty and spent, Mila would consider that to be a perfect night.
He groaned into the kiss and stroked Mila’s back while she was still, the pause giving him the break he needed to back away from the edge of his own orgasm. Aaron felt fit to burst with intense love and desire for Mila, and he tried to show it in the way he kissed her back. He wasn’t always good at expressing himself in words, especially when it came to emotions his family had never valued out loud, but at least he could show her like this. All he wanted was for her to feel as loved as possible. Aaron ran his hands down her back and ass as Mila started to move again, having to break the kiss enough to pull in a sharp breath. He squeezed those perfect curves and gave her lip a gentle nibble. “Lay down on your side,” he murmured.
The warmth that Aaron invoked within her was something she had never experienced with a man before. She had loved him for so long and every day it felt like that love only deepened. He had become her entire world and it was during intimate moments like these that she could accept she was truly home and in the arms of someone who truly loved her. Mila was more than happy to move although she couldn't help but press down against Aaron, pushing him as deep as she could. With a breathless kiss, she finally pulled back from him to get down onto her side, trying to resist the urge to reach for him. He wouldn't keep her waiting but Mila already felt so empty without him.
It was tempting to stay right there and let Mila grind on him until he came, but Aaron wanted a bit more control than that. He wanted to pace himself, maybe make her come again if she could get there, but he was feeling lazily indulgent at the same time, so he wanted to do it laying down. Aaron moved into place behind Mila, brushing her long hair away from her neck so he could kiss and nuzzle the skin there. He angled his hips so the top of his cock rubbed against her slick folds from behind and Aaron rocked his hips slowly to tease both of them for a moment. He ran his hand from her thigh up over the curve of her hip, around to caress her belly and upward to fondle one breast and toy with its nipple. “I love you so much,” he whispered near her ear, shifting his pelvis to tease at her opening with the head of his cock.
Mila loved the lazier pace they got to indulge in tonight. It reminded her of when they had first moved into the house and could impulsively tear each other’s clothes off wherever they wanted. Now with two houseguests, this felt like a treat to enjoy for as long as possible. “I love you,” Mila murmured back, reaching back to run her hand over his hip slowly. God, he was so beautiful. Every inch of his body turned her on and she wished she could just push him onto his back kiss and lick him from head to toe. Mila instinctively pushed her ass back against him, needing to feel him inside of her again. “Please,” she breathed, not even all that aware that she’d said the word, just that her body was aching to be full of him.
God, he loved the way her ass felt against his body. Aaron had always liked this position, it was close and intimate and made it so easy to touch Mila all over. The way she said ‘please’ made his stomach flutter wildly. How could he deny her? Aaron shifted and adjusted until he was in the right spot, nuzzling the back of Mila’s shoulder as he slowly slid back into her heat. She felt even tighter from behind, and he gave a helpless moan and pushed until he was fully seated inside of her again. Aaron stayed there for a moment, his hand gripping her ass as he rocked against her a bit, just relishing the way she felt around him. He kissed the side of her neck and around her ear, hoping she felt like the sexiest woman in the world, because she fucking was.
Mila did harbor insecurities about her body every now and then, especially since returning home from the tunnel. She still had scars and marred skin here and there, but Aaron never failed to make her feel beautiful. And it was in times like these that she could completely shut her brain down and just enjoy the feeling of Aaron touching and kissing her, lose herself in being loved and loving someone back. Mila felt like she had always appreciated her life and the people in it, but since her experience last year, everything felt much more meaningful. The fact that Aaron had so easily forgiven her for what she'd done to him only made her love and appreciation for him deepen. Bringing her hand up, she slid it through his short hair to the nape of his neck, holding him close as she pushed back against his cock, wanting to push him deeper if she could. Everything felt so languid and erotic and she never wanted it to end.
She was flawless to Aaron, scars and stretchmarks and all, because she was Mila and he loved her desperately. Maybe that was crazy of him, like his brother seemed to think, or maybe he was the only one who came close to understanding what had happened to her. It had been easy to forgive her -- she hadn’t been making those choices herself, and God knew she’d gone through enough of an ordeal, she didn’t need him to punish her on top of it. Aaron was just so incredibly grateful to have her back so they could build a future together. He never wanted to take her for granted. With a low moan in the back of his throat, he started rocking his hips gently, relishing that grip sliding up and down his cock. He pressed in closer, his hand moving up to caress and squeeze her breasts again for a moment before he slipped it down between her thighs. He knew she’d be sensitive after her orgasm, and he wanted her to get another one, so Aaron lightly stroked her clit while he rocked against her.
With his body pressed to hers and his hand and lips on her skin, it was like sinking into pure bliss. Mila shifted her thigh a little to give him easier access to her clit and she couldn't help but cover his hand with her own, just to feel it moving and pressing against her. Her breath came harder now and Mila worked her hips a little bit faster against him, not wanting to rush him to the finish line, but simply following her body's demands. The pleasure was beginning to spread hotly throughout her entire body again and Mila's moans grew louder in the room as she gave over to it. The second orgasm usually took a bit more work but Mila could already tell Aaron was going to get her there with no problem.
It was total heaven, and this was one of those moments Aaron wished he could stretch out forever and just live in. Maybe that was what actual heaven would be, he didn’t know. As it was, he did his best to appreciate every little gasp and movement of Mila’s, following her body’s cues to thrust into her faster while he concentrated on holding back the tidal wave of his own pleasure. She just felt and sounded and smelled and was so fucking good, it was hard not to just rut wildly until he exploded ... but the effort to prolong it was kind of hot, at the same time. “You gonna come for me again, baby?” Aaron panted to her, working her clit with a bit more pressure. He knew that once she started to go off, he would be right behind her, and while Aaron never wanted it to end, the pressure in his balls was getting harder to ignore.
Aaron was the first lover Mila had had that seemed to know exactly what to do and how to do it. There had been no awkwardness, or learning curve when it came to their sex life. Even that first night together in that motel their sexual chemistry had been unlike anything she'd ever experienced before. Maybe it was because she had been in love with him, but she still couldn't seem to get enough. Mila couldn't control her body any longer and she pressed her hand to his, applying even more pressure to her clit. She managed a strangled, affirmative response to his question, too caught up in how the coil of pleasure seemed to tighten in the pit of her belly. When she came again, it seemed to hit her all at once, settling deeper into her bones then the first one. Mila exhaled sharply, trembling hard against Aaron as she throbbed and pulsed around his cock.
Sex had always been a big part of Aaron’s life, even before puberty, for reasons he didn’t like to think about much. As he’d grown he’d come to see it as a skill he wanted to get good at so he could please the women he was with, make them happy, make them love him. He’d been through a lot of girlfriends and lovers and had a lot of practice at reading cues and body language. It was almost second nature to him now. Out of all of the women he’d slept with though, he got the most satisfaction out of pleasing Mila, his love. Aaron panted and groaned through her climax, hips plunging his cock over and over into all that clenching heat until he reached his breaking point. His hand left her pussy to grip her thigh instead as he shuddered, still giving some shaky thrusts as he spilled inside of her. God, it was bliss, and he already wanted more before they went to bed.
Aaron's orgasm only intensified Mila's and she reached up quickly to grip the back of his neck, keeping him close. By the time both of their bodies had begun to settle, Mila was smiling, overtaken by the tiny aftershocks of her climax, filled with warmth and love for Aaron. In less than a month, he would be her husband. She honestly couldn't wait. Mila turned her face up slightly, since he was still buried inside of her. "That was so good," she murmured, pushing her hips back gently, just to feel him a little longer. "I love you."
It was wonderful to just relax and unclench right where he was without having to move positions at all, and Aaron went happily boneless behind his woman. He lazily stroked her hip before wrapping his thick arm tighter around her ribs to hug her to his chest. With a hum, Aaron kissed at her neck and the side of her face. “I love you back,” he mumbled softly. “I can’t wait to marry you and do this every night ... they need to be gone by then.” Aaron chuckled -- it wasn’t something he was upset about, he was glad to help his future brother and Mila’s best friend, but he wanted their privacy back for them to be free newlyweds before the baby came.
There was nothing quite like laying there in Aaron's arms. It was her favorite place to be. Laughing softly, she rubbed her hand over his arm. "Roxy is out with Spence tonight, so... I don't know, maybe that will go well? And Adrian seems to be getting things back on track too." She knew both her best friend and brother would clear out by the wedding. Something told her they knew Aaron and Mila would want some time alone before the baby came. They still had to finish the nursery and get ready for everything coming. "Thank you for being so patient about it," Mila murmured. "I know this wasn't the plan when we bought the house."
God, Aaron didn’t even want to think about Roxy immediately moving on to another man. She was entitled to do it if she wanted, of course, but he had a feeling it wouldn’t sit well with Caden. He wouldn’t say so, of course, but he would be even more of a grumpy jackass to everybody, because Caden tended to make his own unhappiness everyone else’s problem. Or he would be so engrossed in his new wife that he didn’t care. They would just have to see. Aaron hummed a softly negative sound and nuzzled his nose against Mila. “Plans change,” he murmured simply. “I’m glad we had the room to help them. It’s just so hard to be quiet when you’re so sexy.” He grinned and lifted his head to kiss at her face some more, lightly smacking the side of her ass. Aaron started to gently pull his softening cock out. “Wanna shower?”
Mila smiled softly and hoped he would still find her sexy when she was heavily pregnant with sore breasts and swollen ankles. "A shower sounds good," Mila said, slipping off the bed after Aaron pulled out of her. "Wanna sleep naked tonight, though?" She was hoping they could make love again and then maybe in the morning. Who knew when Adrian would be home but she was sure he would text and let her know that he was okay if he stayed out super late. Maybe that made her feel like she was being overbearing, but Mila didn't really care. Her brother's safety was important to her.
“I’ll never say no to that,” Aaron answered with a lopsided grin. He loved sleeping naked, wandering around the house naked, just being naked in any context was fun -- when they had their own space, anyway. Aaron was looking forward to that freedom again. He got to his feet and took Mila’s hand for the ten second walk to the bathroom, then let go again to take a piss before they got into the shower. It had been some damn good sex, of course, but he was on the same page as Mila -- he wanted more before they were totally spent for the night. Hell, maybe even in the shower! It wasn’t late yet, and Aaron planned to make the most of the time they had and wear Mila out.