Today was one of the best days of my life. I’d never thought I’d have something like this happen to me—to be in a relationship with someone who actually cared about me and wanted to be with meand only meforever.
Michael pulled me down to him, sucked one of my nipples into his mouth, and started to fuck me until my pussy was pulsing on his cock.
“Oh God, Michael,” I breathed out into his ear. The pressure built higher inside me. “Please don’t stop.”
He wrapped his arms around my torso and pounded deeper and faster into my pussy, refusing to stop. His teeth grazed against my nipple, and my entire body was flooded with pleasure. It rippled through me and warmed my core.
Michael grunted and stilled, coming deep inside my pussy until I was full with his cum. He pulled out slowly and let me roll off him as he tried to catch his breath. “Damn, Mia,” he said, his chest rising and falling, and covered with sweat.
I buried my face into his shoulder and smiled against him, feeling so damn good. I brushed a strand of his hair from his face and looked up at him. “I want a fall wedding.”
He smiled and parted his full, swollen lips. “Fall is close,” he said. “A couple months away.”
“Is that too soon?” I asked, staring into his gray eyes. “I thought it’d be a good, refreshing start for me. I’ll be starting grad school, getting everything back on track,” I said. “I think it’d be perfect.”
“You’re going to have to pick out a dress soon and help me plan. Are you up for that?” he asked.
I frantically nodded, not having been more ready for anything in my entire life.
Wrapping his hand into my hair, he pulled me closer and pressed his lips to my forehead. “If you want a fall wedding, then we will have a fall wedding, Mia. Anything for you.”
CHAPTER37
MIA
The next morning, I woke up early and tried to get some schoolwork done in the kitchen as Michael slept. I was so close to finishing, and I couldn’t wait to get it over with and start grad school. Undergrad had been shit for me.
Someone knocked on the door, and I froze in my seat. The last time this had happened, I had been met with an angry ex-wife, who turned into a crazy piece of—
They knocked again, and I glanced down the stairs to see Melissa in the window.
I stared at her for a few moments and gulped. She didn’t know that we were engaged, did she? What would she say when she found out? Was she—
She waved to me through the window and gave me a half-smile. I took a deep breath, ran down the stairs, and opened the door.
“Michael is sleeping,” I said, not sure what else to say to her. Part of me wanted to despise her for staying with Mason after all this—especially after what had happened to Michael—but the other part of me felt sorry for her.
“I actually came here to talk to you.” She glanced inside. “Can I come in?” When I opened the door wider for her, she walked in and took off her shoes at the door. “Can we talk?”
I followed her into the other room, heart racing in my chest. How did I tell her we were engaged? Should I be the one to tell her, or should Michael? She washisdaughter … and I was going to be her stepmother. My eyes widened at how weird it sounded. Melissa used to be my best friend, and I was going to be part of her family now.
Instead of sitting down on the couch, she went out by the pool and dipped her feet into the water. I sat a few feet away from her and kicked my legs back and forth. We sat there in complete silence in the scorching sun until she spoke up.
“I wanted to apologize for everything. I shouldn’t have done anything with Mason, and I really shouldn’t have reacted the way I did when you warned me about him, especially when you were going through everything with your mother.”
My heart hurt, and I watched the water ripple around my toes. “Are you still seeing him?”
She paused for a long moment. “No. I broke it off with him after what he did to you.”
I glanced up. “After what he did to me?”
She looked me right in the eye, her gaze faltering for a moment, and then she steadied it. “After he tried to force you into sex at that restaurant. He wanted me to bail him out, but when I found out what he did, I refused.”
Tears welled up in her eyes, and she shook her head. “I’m sorry I didn’t see it sooner. I’m a terrible friend. I should’ve listened to you. I just … I’m pre—”
“Melissa, I know. It’s ok—”
She wiped her tears with the back of her hand. “No, it’s not okay. I went to my mom because I was angry with you for sleeping with my dad. She spread rumors about you that I knew weren’t true. I was a bitch about this whole fucking thing, and now, you and he will pay for it for the rest of your lives. I’ve destroyed your lives. You’ll always be looked at asthatcouple.”
