Page 100 of Mile High Baby

That was another thing that totally blew my mind. I was going to be a father. It was fucking ridiculous how excited I was about that considering I hadn't planned to be a father. Victoria kept calling our child a boy based on a dream she’d had. But I kept visualizing a little girl with Victoria's eyes and sweet face. I couldn't wait for this little person to arrive.

So life was good. Well, almost. I had to go to London alone, and I didn’t like that. It was a reminder of how devastating it would be to lose her. I'd be a liar if I didn't have moments of being afraid and wanting to protect myself from that. But she was my world now, and I was diving headfirst into the deep end of total love and commitment, knowing that if it went wrong, it would be the end of me. But that was where the adventure lay. At least one of the places.

But a week later, I was at the airport, having bought a ticket simply so I could meet Victoria at the gate. She walked off the plane looking like an angel, wearing worn jeans and an oversized sweater and her hair pulled up in a messy bun.

When she saw me, her face lit up, and it was like the world was right again. She rushed toward me, flinging herself into my arms, her legs wrapping around my hips and her arms around my shoulders.

She streamed kisses all over my face. "Take me home, Alex. I am so horny for you."

I laughed. "Well, hello."

She pulled back, looking at me, and the love I saw in her eyes felt undeserved and at the same time, it gave me life. "I missed you."

"Not as much as I missed you." I set her down and took her bag. "Let's get you back to the flat so I can take care of that problem of yours. I'm curious, how long has this horniness been an issue?"

She threaded her fingers with my good hand, moving in close to me. "Since the moment you left."

"Well, that's terrible."

She looked up at me, and I couldn't help but lean over and kiss her right there.

"What about you Mr. Galoot?"

"Well, me? I've got blue balls. I'm hoping you'll take care of them. I know you're very good at tending to men in pain."

Her smile was sweet and tender, telling me she was thinking back to those weeks when I’d been incapacitated and she'd so lovingly cared for me.

The minute my flat door closed behind us, I had her pinned against it, my lips devouring her sweet mouth and my hands roaming her body, searching for soft skin.

She moaned. "Yes, yes, yes."

In my mind, I should take her in to bed, but the need was so hot, so fierce it had to be dealt with here and now.

“Will I hurt you or the baby if I have you here?” I asked as I sucked her earlobe.

“No. I want you now. God, Alex... now, now.”

I’d never heard such desperation in her voice. My woman was in need and I was damn well going to take care of it.

I stripped her bare, dropping to my knees. I kissed her belly. Then I hooked her leg over my shoulder, opening her wet pussy to me. I inhaled, feeling so fucking happy to have her with me. I wanted to dive into her, drown in her. I licked and sucked, and within moments, she cried out, her body shuddering.

I stood, undoing my pants and shoving them down. I lifted her leg again, this time hooking it over my hip.

“Look at me, Victoria.”

Her eyes lifted to mine.

“I love you.” I thrust in, filling her in a single move.

She gasped, gripping my shoulders. “Alex.” Her eyes closed, and her head fell back against the door. “More. More.”

I kept my eyes on her face, loving the sheen of perspiration, the pink in her cheeks, the way she gasped and moaned as I moved in and out of her. My dick was harder than granite, but I was going to make her come again. I was going to watch her reach for pleasure and then succumb to it. I’d seen many women come in my life, but Victoria was the most sensual, beautiful woman I’d ever seen, and when she came, it was perfection.

“Oh, God... yes... Alex...” She bit her lower lip, and her hips rocked against mine. She was there.

“Come, Victoria.”

She cried out, her pussy clamping around my cock so tight I saw stars. I pumped into her again and again, each time causing a thump against the door. Anyone outside the door would have to know what we were doing, but I didn’t give a shit. I was with Victoria, the woman who showed me love and adventure. The woman I planned to spend the rest of my life loving.