I bring her hands to my lips and kiss them. “Whatever happens, we’ll get through it. I meant what I said princess, if it’s his, I don’t give a shit, your kid, is mine too.” I’ll make sure that Martin has no fucking idea that Mia’s pregnant, he’ll never get to see my child. Ever.
Her lips part, and her tears are soaking her eyelashes but she smiles so brightly. “It’s not his Hudson,” she whispers and it’s like a punch in the gut, the wind is taken from me. “I love you, I love that you would have raised this baby with me if it wasn’t yours. But it is.”
“What?” I need to hear her say those words again.
She squeezes my hand. “It’s not his baby, it’s yours.”
Fuck.
“We’re having a baby,” she tells me her grin from ear to ear.
“Seriously?” She nods. “How do you know?” I have no idea about this shit.
“They did a scan at the hospital, we’re ten weeks.” That smile just gets wider and wider.
Ten weeks? “Wait… ten weeks?” Her eyes narrow but she nods. “So the first night.” I can’t help but grin.
She rolls her eyes. “I didn’t say that.”
“But?” I can’t help but smirk.
She closes her eyes and shakes her head. “Fine, you got me pregnant in the first week.”
I kiss her lips. “The first week,” I murmur.
She pushes me away. “I told you to put on a damn condom.”
“You loved it,” I quip.
She rolls her eyes at me again. “That may be so. I still can’t wrap my head around this. We’re pregnant.”
“We’re pregnant,” I echo her words. “I can’t believe I’m going to be a dad.” I lift her off the sofa and her legs go around my waist, her arms going around my neck.
“I’m sorry I never told you right away, I was scared.” She leans her head on my shoulder.
I kiss her softly, “Princess, don’t apologize.” I understand why she never said anything. She was scared, she’s been through a lot, and Martin has put her through hell.
“I’m still scared though, Hudson.”
My gut tightens at her words, I know why she is and I hate that I can’t fucking do anything about it. “I’m going to get him Mia, he won’t hurt you, he won’t hurt our baby.”
She nods. “What if he finds out about the baby? What if he thinks it’s his?”
I have no answer, because I honestly don’t know what he’ll do. “You’re safe, Mia that I can promise you.” My hands squeeze her ass cheeks. “Now isn’t the time to think about him. It’s time to celebrate.” Her head lifts off my shoulder, her green eyes so bright, so full of happiness. My lips descend on hers, my tongue sweeping into her mouth and dominating hers.
I undo my pants so that my cock is free, turning to Mia, I lift her so that she’s straddling me, it takes ages before she lowers herself completely down on my dick, her hands intertwine with mine and she leans forward and places a kiss on my lips. “Love you,” she whispers.
“Princess, I fucking love you. I’d go to hell and back for you. But baby, you’ve got to move.” I thrust inside of her, pushing myself deeper than I’ve been before. Mia throws her head back and cries out with pleasure. My hands grip her hips and I lift her so that only the head of my dick is inside of her warm, wet pussy and push back into her.
“Fuck!” She cries out and I do it again, her hands releasing mine, going to my chest. I do it again, pulling out a little bit more and thrusting all the way inside of her again. “Yes,” she whispers, her fingers digging into my skin.
I’m getting close, I lift her off me and place her on her back. Her legs automatically open for me, and I thrust back inside of her. Her hands go to my shoulders and she begins to fuck me just as I do her, we’re in sync. The sounds of our ragged breathing, along with our bodies hitting off one another is all that can be heard.
She grinds down on my cock as she comes, the walls of her pussy contracting against my dick, pulling my cum from me. “Mia.” I growl as I thrust, once, twice, three times inside of her, trying to get as far inside of her as I can.
“Fuck, I love you.” I breathe as I place a kiss against her lips, pulling out of her and collapsing beside her.
We lie on the sofa in silence, both of us trying to regain our breath.