W is for Wanted
Disclaimer: Nope, I don’t own a thing!
Summary: Maria has a surprise in store for Michael…
Author's Note: Written for the Letter_Love LJ community.
Looking at the plastic stick in her hand, Maria's mind was spinning with a thousand different thoughts all at once. How could this have happened when they were being so careful? How was she going to break the news to him? What was she going to do if he didn't want to be a part of this? Tears pricked behind her eyes and she squeezed them shut in an attempt to stop them falling.
Finally, she got up from her seat on the edge of the bath and picking up the three pregnancy tests she had just used, she placed them back into their boxes before putting everything inside the paper bag they had been contained in. She was just leaving the bathroom when she suddenly heard the front door to the apartment opening and she froze for a second before running into their bedroom and shoving the bag inside her closet. Taking a deep breath, she fixed a smile onto her face and went to greet him.
“Hey honey,” Michael said smirking when he saw his wife walking towards him as he took off his leather jacket and hung it up on the coat stand. Whenever he used that term of endearment it always reminded him of the very first time he'd called her that on their first road trip together.
“Hey baby, I wasn't expecting you until later,” she told him.
“I decided to close the store a little early so I could get a head start on those mosaics we'll be working on.”
The young couple ran an arts and craft store in their hometown of Roswell, New Mexico which had once belonged to her mother where she had sold her alien merchandise to the tourists alongside her hippie new age products. When they had gotten married two years ago, Amy Deluca had given the store to them as a wedding gift having come to know just how artistic and creative her new son-in-law was. The changes Michael and Maria had made had turned the already fairly profitable store into a little goldmine, not only due to the tourists who would buy the souvenirs they still sold, but also the local residents who bought Michael's original artwork together with the aromatherapy products that Maria had learned how to make.
Walking over to where she was standing, he lowered his head to hers and kissed her slowly.
“Mmmm,” Maria moaned after he had finally broken the kiss. “That feels nice.” At the first touch of his lips, her worries had melted into the background but unfortunately they hadn't disappeared completely.
“You look a little lost in thought.”
She gave him what she hoped was a reassuring smile. “I'm fine, but thanks for asking. So, what do you want for dinner tonight? I thought that maybe we could order something in rather than cook. What do you think?”
Michael nodded. “Sounds good to me. Whatever you feel like is fine with me, I'm easy.”
A laugh escaped her throat and she shook her head. “Uh huh, I'm sorry honey, but easy you ain't.”
Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her in tighter to his body and nuzzled his face against her neck. “Sure I am.” He breathed in her familiar scent and let it fill his lungs.
Maria's fingers threaded through his thick shaggy hair, massaging his scalp and she literally felt him purr against her skin. “Is pizza okay for dinner?”
“Uh huh,” he mumbled before his tongue snaked out and tasted her skin.
“You know, you're gonna have to let me go so I can place our order.”
“We could always order it later,” he suggested after pulling back from her slightly so he could look into her face.
“I guess we could,” she said returning his smile as her arms came up to twine around his neck.
The moment the words were out of her mouth, Michael scooped her up and carried her into their bedroom whereupon he proceeded to remove her clothes as fast as he could, causing Maria to laugh in the process. Her laugh turned into a blissful sigh of pleasure when his mouth firmly fixed on hers and his tongue slipped inside to stroke against her own.
While their tongues playfully fought, her hands went to his belt where she made short of work of unbuckling it and pulling it through the loops on his jeans before unzipping them and pushing them as far down his hips as she could. He broke the kiss for just a few moments while he kicked off his shoes and stripped off his clothes, tossing them haphazardly around the room before picking her up and laying her gently down on their king size bed.
“I missed you today,” he whispered against her throat before kissing down to her neck where he sucked a patch of her skin into his mouth.
“Ohhhh…me too,” she choked out as she reveled in the feel of his hard body pressing her down further into the mattress. She stroked her feet along the backs of his legs before she wrapped her own legs around his waist and she gyrated her body so that a certain part of his anatomy was touching her exactly where she wanted it to.
Knowing what she wanted, Michael slid his cock back and forth along her wet lower lips, making sure to bump her clit on each upstroke and he smirked at the range of noises she was making. Tiny gasps and mewls combined with deep sighs and moans helped to make his cock even harder than it already was.
“You're so wet, baby… Is that all for me?”
“Yessss,” she hissed, the fingernails of one hand digging into his muscular shoulder while the fingers of her other hand tangled in his hair.
Tilting her pelvis back slightly, she felt his thick, hard length slip inside of her and she moaned with pleasure, digging her heels into his ass to get him to move even further inside.
Michael prolonged the teasing for a little longer, sliding only a few inches inside before withdrawing and then repeating the action again, driving her wild in the process. Her nails scratched at his back and the sharp sting added something extra to what he was already feeling. As his body moved over hers, he could feel her hard nipples rubbing against his chest and the friction felt incredible. His teeth grazed her bottom lip before sucking it into his mouth and tugging on it. Releasing it with a small pop, his lips attached to her throat and worked their way south.
His mouth was now above one of her firm, rounded breasts and his tongue snaked out and licked around the nipple but he didn't actually touch it. He smirked when she voiced her clear frustration.
“Michaelllll”, she whined, her lips forming a pout which, moving swiftly, he kissed away before resuming his place above her breasts.
“All in good time,” he whispered seductively. Lowering his head but keeping his eyes fixed on hers, his tongue licked around the sensitive little nub once more but this time, he gave her what she wanted and sucked practically her entire breast into his mouth before releasing it and just concentrating on the nipple.
Tightening her legs further around his waist and arching her back, she tried to force more of his cock into her but he wasn't having it. Bracing his weight on his forearms, he managed to keep his body slightly raised so that he could retain control and keep sliding just a couple of inches inside of her.
Maria moaned loudly. The frustration was practically killing her. Nothing she tried seemed to work and a part of her marvelled at the way Michael was keeping control. “Please…” she pleaded with him as she rocked her body beneath his. Her head was spinning at the feel of his hot, wet mouth sucking on her breasts in turn.
Michael's eyes were trained on her face so he could catch the chasing expressions on her features. He had no idea how he was maintaining control like this and he knew it wouldn't be long before the urge to be buried deep inside of her won out. Shifting his position slightly, he cupped and kneaded one of her breasts while his mouth continued sucking on the warm, pliant flesh of the other one.
Sliding down her body, his cock slipped out from within her and he couldn't help the groan that escaped his lips at the loss of the wet warmth that had been surrounding the tip. His hand massaged her breasts in turn as his lips dropped butterfly kisses over her stomach.
“Come back up here, Michael,” Maria whispered as her hand ran across the top of his head.
“Not yet,” he whispered back, sliding lower still so that his mouth covered her wet centre. As before, he kept his eyes on her beautiful green ones as his tongue came out and he licked along the seam of her femininity.
She couldn't help her eyes falling closed at the exquisite rush that first lick had caused to run throughout her already overheated body. Her teeth bit into her bottom lip but she wasn't able to contain the moan that had bubbled up into her throat and bringing her knees up, she planted her feet flat on the bed as she gyrated her hips against his face, loving the brush of his hair along her inner thighs.
One of Michael's hands stroked the soft skin of her thigh as his lips, teeth and tongue came into play and he soon brought her to a shuddering orgasm which had her crying out his name. Before she had a chance to calm down, he plunged two fingers into her hot channel; adding a third when she begged him for more, all the while his thumb rubbing circles on her clit. Within minutes, she was coming again, her fingers gripping his hair tightly as she held him in place.
“I-I need you inside me…” she told him between harsh, panting breaths. Her lower body was still rocking against him and she felt another rush of moisture flow when she saw her juices on his lips and chin.
As soon as he was within her reach, she pulled him down on top of her and seized his lips in a hard bruising kiss, sucking his tongue into her mouth and tasting herself on it. Slipping a hand between their bodies, she wrapped it around his cock and pumped it up and down before bringing it to her entrance.
“Now Michael!” She said, telling him in no uncertain terms what she wanted and when he immediately thrust inside of her in one deep stroke, she released a deep sigh combined with a loud moan at the feel of every single inch of him stretching her.
“Maria… God baby, you feel so fucking good…” His forehead rested against hers as he looked deep into her eyes while their lower bodies rocked together in a rhythm as old as time.
The pace started off relatively slow but soon gained momentum. Their fingers stroked over every available piece of skin as their lips came together over and over again, breaking apart only when the need for air became an issue. Shifting position, he made sure to bump her clit on every down-stroke which had her sobbing with the intense pleasure that particular action caused.
His mouth latched onto a pert nipple where he suckled it furiously before grazing it with his teeth and that seemed to be the extra push she needed because she went off like a firecracker a few seconds later, his name again falling from her lips.
Michael followed soon after and exploded deep inside of her. His mouth was right by her ear and he whispered huskily into it all the things he loved about her and their lovemaking; how he couldn't get enough of her and how much he loved the way she came with his name falling from her lips almost in a mantra.
Maria shivered at his words, her hands running up and down his back and shoulders as the lower half of her body continued to rock furiously with his. Despite him just having climaxed, he was still semi-hard and she loved the feel of it getting harder while still inside her. She felt a rush of power at the knowledge she had that effect on him.
A sudden feeling of calm seemed to wash over her as she watched him looking at her and she knew that the moment was perfect to tell him her news.
“I, uh, I have something to tell you,” she started off, feeling a little apprehensive of what his reaction would be. While they had discussed starting a family not long after they had gotten married three years ago, nothing had been set in stone regarding when they should begin working on it.
Watching her face a little more closely, Michael could see something in her eyes that made him realise that it was something serious so he didn't even attempt to distract her so they could continue what they were doing now and talk later.
“What is it, baby?”
Maria's lips curled up in a little half smile at the endearment he had used and taking a deep breath, she quietly replied, “I-I'm pregnant.”
Michael hadn't expected her to say that and he stared back at her open-mouthed. After a few moments had passed, he asked, “Did you just say you're pregnant?”
She hesitated for a long moment before finally nodding her head. “Uh huh. I found out just before you arrived home.”
“Are you sure?”
“I took three tests and they all came back positive,” she said. The butterflies in her stomach were fluttering like crazy and she was starting to feel a little nauseous. She desperately needed to know how he felt about her revelation. “A-Aren't you happy?”
A big smile suddenly broke out onto his face and his eyes grew slightly moist. “Happy? Of course I'm happy. We made a baby, Maria. How could I not be happy about having made something that's a part of both of us?”
She giggled in a mixture of relief and happiness and her arms wrapped around his neck as she pulled him down further on top of her and hugged him tightly. “I love you, Michael,” she whispered into his ear.
“I love you, too… More than you'll ever know.”
Cupping his cheeks in her palms, she held his face still for a long moment, drinking him in before she drew him closer and took his mouth in a passionate kiss.
“Wait! Am I crushing you or the baby?” he quickly asked as he moved to lay on one side, his hand coming to rest on her flat belly.
“You're not crushing me or the baby, don't worry. We're fine.” Her hand came to rest over his and she stroked her fingers back and forth over his skin.
“When do you think it happened?”
“I think it might have been the night of your birthday,” she told him as her skin flushed slightly at the memory of the way they had celebrated it.
He smiled broadly and knew exactly why his rarely embarrassed wife was suddenly blushing. “So you're just over two months gone, then?”
“It seems that way.”
“Have you made an appointment to see the doctor… I mean, to get it confirmed?”
The feeling of relief Maria was feeling at that precise moment was overwhelming. While she had been fairly certain he'd be happy about the pregnancy, she had still felt a niggle of doubt due in part to the early days of their relationship when Michael had had that stonewall in place.
“I didn't have a chance to do it today but I'll do it first thing tomorrow, I promise.”
“I'll come with you,” he told her and she nodded in response.
“Okay. I'll let you know when it is.”
His lips fused with hers and he kissed her soft and slow, his hands stroking almost reverently over her stomach. He couldn't believe that his son or daughter was safely nestled inside of the love of his life and he made a silent vow to protect them both.
Before the kiss could get too involved, he broke it and turning over onto his back, he wrapped an arm around her and pulled her in close to his body. Snagging the comforter from the bottom of the bed, he pulled it up and covered them both with it and leaning over to his nightstand, he grabbed the cordless phone and pressed the speed-dial number for the local pizza parlour.
“What are you doing?”
“I'm calling for pizza seeing as we both worked up quite an appetite and now you're eating for two.”
She giggled and leaning over him, she kissed him quickly. “I'm not sure if pizza's the best thing for me but right now I'm starving so screw it. I've got another seven months or so to eat healthily and besides, we can just chalk this up to a craving.”
“Exactly,” he teased before he turned his attention to the person on the other end of the line.
After placing their order, he dropped the phone back onto the nightstand before pulling Maria on top of him. “So, we've got around thirty minutes to kill while we wait. What do you feel like doing?”
Maria thought about it for a moment before replying, “Hmm, I guess I could take a nap. I'm sure I've read somewhere that pregnant women should rest as often as they can.”
“I'm sure we can think of something better than a nap and hey, like you said, you've got another seven months where you can rest and eat the right foods and all that jazz.”
Moving further on top of him, she straddled his waist, the covers dropping and revealing her to his hungry gaze. “You're so right, Michael.” She hissed when his large hands came up to cup her breasts and the hiss turned into a loud gasp when he tugged on her sensitive nipples.
“You know, I thought these felt bigger when I was touching them earlier,” he mused.
“You did not.”
“I did and now I know why. I wonder how much bigger they'll get.”
“I guess we'll just have to wait and see now, won't we?”
Michael smirked. “We sure will. I'll have to start keeping a mental record so regular check-ups will be in order, Mrs Guerin.”
She mock-sighed, saying, “Oh, if you must,” before bursting out laughing. Leaning forward over him, she licked a path around his lips before kissing him hard for several moments which left them both breathless.
His hands held her hips firmly before sliding around to cup her butt and sliding her down a little so she was directly over his cock, he thrust up just as he pushed her hips down. He held her still and he practically growled at feeling them so completely joined but before long, the need to start moving overcame him and he loosened his hold on her so she could begin moving.
“Now, isn't this better than a nap?” he managed to ask between thrusts.
“Uh huh,” she mumbled as her entire being centred on the feel of his thickness plunging in and out of her at a frantic pace but she managed to add, “But I might need some more convincing.”
Michael released a short burst of laughter at hearing her reply and flipping her over, he proceeded to give her all the convincing she needed.
The form was sent successfully if you see a Thank You message. If it doesn't work, please just send a normal e-mail.