Just a Positive Pregnancy Test - London Casey Page 0,51
mixed in the world of the Justa family. There was no such thing as actual quietness.
But I felt settled. Mila did too.
Every day was a day closer to our house being done, and a day closer to our baby arriving.
I stood at the door and heard Mila shuffling around.
Slowly, I turned the knob and opened the door.
Mila stood at the bathroom mirror, a towel on her body, wiping the mirror with her hand.
From the side, her beautiful womanly figured had changed so much.
The curves of her breasts. The curve of her growing belly.
Even the curve of her ass…
I gritted my teeth at what she made me feel.
“A shower this late?” I asked.
“Just needed one,” she said. “I’m, uh, I’m meeting up with Ma.”
“Tonight? Now?”
Mila looked at me and nodded. “She wants to do this tonight. She’s got it all figured out.”
I sighed. “If she thinks Michael is cheating on her, why go through all of this?”
“She wants to catch him. If she asks him and he says no, then what?”
“Then you either trust the guy or you don’t.”
“But if you catch him, there’s no questions asked. Right?”
“I guess you’re right. I’m not a fan of it.”
“I know. But Ma needs this. She needs us.”
“Who is us?”
“Olivia and I.”
I laughed. “Oh, wow. I wonder what your brother thinks of this.”
“Not my problem,” Mila said. She turned and faced me. “I feel gross, Silas.”
“Gross?” I asked as I moved closer to her. “What do you mean by that?”
“I just…” She waved her hands at her body. “It’s so different. So quickly too. My boobs are hurting me so much all the time. They feel heavy. Not just bigger, but heavy. Full. You know?”
“Shit, darling, do you hear what you’re saying to me?”
“Yeah, I hear it. It’s every guy’s fantasy. Their woman suddenly has gigantic, milk-filled tits. How fun.”
“Sorry,” I said.
“It’s everything, Silas. My body… my stomach… I can’t stop it from getting bigger.”
“Stop it?” I asked. “Why would you want to stop it?”
“I’m nervous you’re going to think I’m ugly.”
I touched Mila’s arms and shook my head. “You’re more beautiful by the hour, darling. I know you don’t believe me and I don’t care. I’m watching a miracle right before my eyes. You can’t imagine how sexy I think you are.”
“Silas…”
I stepped to the side and turned Mila to face the mirror.
I stood behind her.
The mirror had cleared enough from the shower steam that we could see each other.
My hands touched her shoulders.
“I would never lie to you, darling,” I whispered. My right hand slid down her arm. My lips kissed where my hand had just been. “You’re the most beautiful woman I ever met. And this pregnancy just makes it that much more for me.”
“How?” Mila asked.
My left hand moved down her arm next.
“You’re going to change and be changed forever, Mila. For our son. For me. I’ll have you in a way nobody ever did or will.”
My right hand moved over the towel and up. I gave a quick pull and the towel opened.
Mila sighed.
The towel fell behind her, between us, to the floor.
Her hands at her sides, her nude body reflecting the mirror.
Her breasts were bigger, definitely heavier as she said they felt. Her nipples were darker and rounder, right where my left hand went. Cupping her left breast gently but with a squeeze. My fingertips sliding across her nipple, leaving Mila to sigh again.
With my right hand, I touched her round stomach.
She had popped… but now she had grown…
I could understand her worries of self-image because it was such a sudden, drastic change.
“So fucking beautiful,” I whispered as I dipped my mouth down to her neck.
I kissed her as my right fingers moved over and down her body.
I curled my fingers between her legs and pulled her against me.
She gasped and put her head back. “Yes, Silas… yes…”
I kissed at her neck and she turned her head, meeting my lips for a kiss.
The kiss was fast and deep.
I used my middle and ring fingers to slide against her soft, wet folds, her flower opening with its warm nectar. I moved to her clit and began to circle around her tight nub.
Her hips started to dance instantly.
Her ass rubbing against the front of my jeans, teasing me. Driving me crazy.
Which was good. It was great. It sent jolts to my heart.
My fingers pressed harder. I touched her clit with passion. Her body responded just the same.
Mila groaned into my mouth.
Our kiss stopped but our lips were still touching.