“I’m so sorry she’s not here Cody, and your dad too.” She squeezed his leg gently and smiled up at him.
“God, you look so sexy, pixie, looking up at me like that with your beautiful green eyes.” He smiled and pressed his knees against her firm breasts, making Mia sigh quietly.
“I’ve missed you so much,” she whispered while reaching up and undoing his jeans; he protested by grabbing her hands lightly and putting up an extremely weak fight. “Pixie, what are you doing?”
“What does it look like?”
“Undoing my jeans.” He laughed nervously. “For what reason may I ask?”
“Simple. To please you; you want me to stop?” Mia asked with an innocent tone to her voice.
“No definitely not, keep going,” he breathed huskily, shifting on the fallen tree so his jeans could be pulled down, which Mia obliged with instantly.
She was feeling turned on, but instead of sex, she wanted to please him; all that mattered was pleasing him. Sex would please him, she knew that, but something just for him would please him even more.
“Take your top off, pixie, let me see you,” he said, smiling down at her.
Mia pulled her turquoise T-shirt free of her stonewashed jeans and lifted it off over her neat plait; she threw it on the floor and began slowly unbuttoning her jeans. They were left open enough to tantalize with a glimpse of her lemon-colored satin panties, which she could feel were growing damp from her sexual arousal.
“God, I want you, Mia.”
“And I want you, but let me do this for you,” she whispered as she unclipped her lacy white bra allowing her pert naked breasts to spill excitedly from it. The rose-tipped buds were erect, and as she glanced down at them, Mia felt her hot, wet sheath growing even wetter.
Cody jumped down from the tree trunk with his black jeans around his ankles and his stiff rod protruding through the thin material of his cotton boxers. Mia reached up and carefully pulled them down, letting his hard rod taste freedom. Cody moaned softly while Mia began gently moving her hand up and down his huge, hard shaft.
He reached for her naked breasts and started to caress them, making Mia moan softly; she dropped to her knees on the soft forest floor and kissed his erect manhood gently. Cody groaned loudly while playing with her plait and holding the back of her head.
Mia glanced up at him and saw he was smiling. His hard rod was just begging to be in her mouth, so she opened her soft, trembling lips and wrapped them around his rock hard rod. He moaned so loudly that Mia thought he’d had his orgasm already. She looked up to see his head was back, and his blue eyes were shut. God, he’s loving this, and I’ve not even started yet.
She opened her mouth wider and took more of his hardness in; holding the base of his stiff rod with one hand and using her mouth, her actions grew faster and faster. She steadied herself by placing her hands on his tight ass, Cody moaned and held her head tighter, almost holding her in position so she wouldn’t stop.
Mia was getting turned on now and wanted him inside her; she needed to feel his hardness plunging into her tight, wet sheath, but she wanted to please him too.
“Don’t stop Mia, God, don’t stop,” Cody breathed, holding her head just that little bit tighter.
She took most of his hardness into her wet mouth, and as he pushed his erect shaft toward her more, she felt his body tensing. This was it—the moment of his release and the moment she’d hope he’d achieve while she was sucking his hardness. She grabbed his ass tighter, pulling him into her mouth.
His groan was loud and harsh as he exploded in her mouth; Mia looked up at him as he orgasmed. His blue eyes were shut tightly, and he had a look of total peace on his handsome face. She’d performed well and felt satisfied; she’d not given a lot of blowjobs in her life so didn’t really have a ton of experience in the area to fall back on.
She swallowed, as she’d read that most guys preferred this, and from Cody’s reaction, the literature she’d read was right.
He pushed his shaft further into her mouth as he watched her swallowing; Mia licked and sucked his hardness until there couldn’t possibly be anything left. Cody removed himself from her mouth and placed his hands under her arms; he pulled her up so she was standing in front of him, naked down to the waist.
He kissed her hard on her lips. He must be able to taste himself on me. His tongue plunged into her mouth, “You ready to go again? Cos I really wanna fuck you, Mia.”
You do? Even though you’ve just had an intense orgasm. I ain’t about to argue with you cos I could do with a good hard fuck about now.
“Oh, I’m ready if you are; I’m so hot right now. Fuck me hard, Cody,” Mia whispered, not able to speak normally as her breathing was so fast.
He pulled her jeans down and lifted her up and onto the fallen tree trunk with her stonewashed jeans around her ankles. Cody untied her sneakers and pulled her jeans off completely; her lemon satin panties were soaking now.
Cody pulled them to one side and began fingering her hot wetness; Mia squirmed on the hard tree trunk, the hardness against her tight ass adding to her arousal. He collapsed to his knees, and with her panties still pulled to one side, his moist tongue began to lick her swollen and sensitive clitoris. Mia wriggled, pushing herself against his face.
“That’s so good, Cody,” she whispered. “Let me feel your hard rod inside me. I need to feel you fucking me.” she was almost pleading with him, his tongue felt terrific, but she knew his hardness would feel even better.
He stopped and turned her little cry of disappointment into a cry of pure delight when she felt his hard shaft entering her soaking wet sheath. Her panties were still simply pushed to one side as she wrapped her legs around his hard body; Cody was standing between her legs, completely naked now, and her feet were bouncing on his naked ass as he pounded her relentlessly.
Her pert breasts were bouncing up and down with each thrust, “Harder Cody; fuck me so hard.”
His movements became quicker and harder, and Mia screamed his name as she reached her orgasm, which came quickly and hard. She felt herself flooding all over his hard manhood as she felt him still pumping her and tensing; he was close to another orgasm. She tightened her legs around his body, and within seconds, his warm seed burst inside her. Cody cried out as he reached his sexual release.
“God, Mia that was intense; I’ve never come twice in a row like that. What do you do to me, girl?”
“Satisfy you!” she answered, giggling as she spoke. He joined in with her laughter, wrapping his arms around her slim body tightly.
“Oh, you certainly do that, pixie,” he kissed her nose lovingly and then pulled his erection from her, searching for their clothes on the forest floor.
Mia went to jump down, but Cody tenderly lifted her with her naked legs wrapped around him; he placed her on the floor gently and passed her clothes to her. She began dressing, first straightening her satin panties, then pulling on her jeans, fastening her lacy white bra around her still sensitive breasts and pulling her turquoise T-shirt over her head.
Cody passed Mia her sneakers, and she slipped her dainty feet into them, doing them up quickly.
“Fit to go?” he asked, straightening her plait for her so it hung down her back.
“Yep, my legs are a bit shaky from that orgasm, but yeah, I’m good to go.” She smiled up at him as he took her hand in his, and they made their way out of the forest.
This was how it was meant to be between them—carefree and happy, not serious and miserable. They were young and in love; they wanted each other spontaneously and should be able to have each other when they wanted.
Mia felt relaxed, as though she didn’t have a care in the world until they approached Thrill Seekers to see her mom standing outside looking decidedly worried and upset.
“Oh, shit, now what? Can’t a girl just have one perfect afternoon without anything or anyone ruining it?” Mia sighed as Cody squeezed her hand tightly.
“Oh, there you are. I’ve be
en looking for you both. I tried your cell about a dozen times, Mia, where have you been?” her mom asked.
“Sorry, we went for a walk, that’s all, Mom. What’s up?”
“Your dad’s here. He arrived about twenty minutes ago, Mia. I thought he might come cos he knows about the baby.”
“Fucking terrific, Mom; just fucking terrific.”
“Language, Mia, please,” her mom cried.
“Oh really? Now you’re gonna lecture me on my language?”
“Mia, calm down; come on—your mom’s only trying to warn you about your dad being here; don’t take it out on her, pixie,” Cody said calmly, letting go of her hand and placing his arm around her shoulders.
“If it weren’t for Mom, my dad wouldn’t even know about my pregnancy, Cody; it’s all her friggin fault,” Mia shouted, not prepared to calm down at all. She felt disgruntled toward him for telling her to calm down, but she wasn’t prepared to fall out with him: not now that they’d got back to being intimate once again.
“It’s okay, Cody; let her have her say,” her mom said.
“That’s it—treat me like a friggin child, why don’t you. Let me have my say, and then perhaps I’ll shut the fuck up—is that what you’re hoping, Mom?”
Mia noticed her mom was looking pale and upset; great, now the great big guilt trip!
“I’m sorry, Mom, that all came out really harshly. I know you were only trying to do the right thing by telling Dad; I’m sorry,” she was prepared to eat humble pie for her mom’s sake. Mia wasn’t happy that her dad knew and less happy that he was actually at the adventure center, but it might as well be a few days of seeing everyone and letting people say their piece and then getting on with life.
“Is Mr. Adams sharing your room, Cheryl?” Cody asked nervously.
“Yes, of course, Cody. Why wouldn’t he be?”
“Don’t you be having a go at Cody, Mom,” Mia jumped in defensively, still holding Cody’s hand tightly.
“I wasn’t, Mia. It seemed like an odd question, that’s all.”
It did seem like an odd question; why did you ask that, Cody?
“I was only asking as I didn’t know if you two had fallen out and if you’d want to share a room that’s all. It was an innocent question, Cheryl,” Cody replied with an almost sheepish tone to his normally strong voice.
“I see where you’re coming from now Cody, but no, we’ve not fallen out. He’s concerned about Mia that’s all, as any dad would be; he’s not angry, Mia, he’s concerned.”
“Yeah, right, well—I’ve seen his concerned head, and it’s not a pretty sight; very close to angry, you might say.”
Mia heard Cody chuckle and turned to look at him, “Sorry, pixie, so not funny. I’m sorry. You just make me laugh by the way you phrase things sometimes. I apologize to you both for laughing.”
She squeezed his hand by way of reassuring him that all was good.
“Is he in your room now, Mom?” she asked quietly, trying to diffuse the situation.
“Yes dear, he is, but he’ll be catching a quick nap before dinner tonight, so my advice would be to leave him for now, honey.”
“Fine, we’ll catch him tonight. I’m gonna grab a shower, so we’ll see you both tonight for dinner, Mom, is that okay?”
“Yes, honey. That’ll be nice; I look forward to it,” her mom replied, sounding so false it was untrue.
Mia guided Cody toward the elevator, needing to be away from her robotic sounding mom as soon as possible.
“She’s trying, Mia,” Cody whispered as they waited for the elevator.
“Very!” Mia snapped before standing back and letting the small crowd of noisy teenagers out of the elevator.
“They’re all here cos the center’s offering cheaper deals at the moment cos, get this, cos I’m leaving and Thrill Seekers may close. So get your deal of a lifetime today.”
“That’s shit, Cody. I’m so sorry,” she whispered as they entered the elevator, which still carried the scent of perfume, cologne, and supposedly banned e-cigarettes in it.
41. Chapter Eleven
The elevator ride was silent.
Mia felt guilty for bringing so many other problems to Cody’s life; he’d enough to deal with. The adoption had knocked him for six, and Thrill Seekers was going to suffer because of it. He might be facing fatherhood along with facing no money, no job, and no family.
Her trials and tribulations with her parents seemed to pale in comparison; at least she’d got parents to have, problems that Cody didn’t have anymore, and he didn’t even know if the ones he’d had were actually his real parents.
She held his hand as the elevator made its way up.
“I was a bitch to my mom, wasn’t I?”
“A little bit, yeah, pixie, but I get it; you don’t have to explain yourself to me,” he said, squeezing her hand tightly.
They reached her floor, “You coming? Or going to your room?” she asked before leaving the elevator.
“No, pixie. I’m gonna crash for a bit, grab a shower, and then I’ll come to your room, and we can head down for dinner together if you like?”
“Safety in numbers sounds like a plan; I’ll see you later sexy,” she said, standing on tiptoe and kissing his lips softly.
“You sure will. Now get your sexy ass in the shower,” he ordered, smacking her lightly on her ass as she turned to leave the elevator.
She giggled loudly, walking down the corridor toward her room.
What a weird friggin day—sex with Cody outdoors, Mom telling me dad’s here. If only life could just be as simple as it was earlier when I was with you, Cody.
She let herself into her room and flopped down on the bed; she felt nauseous again. Get the hint in the name will you? It’s called MORNING sickness, honestly!
She ran to the bathroom and threw up yet again.
“Guess stress and pregnancy don’t go well together, huh?” she mumbled while splashing cold water onto her hot face.
Mia stood up on shaky legs, which reminded her of her forest encounter with Cody. She quickly became aroused again, but after just throwing up, she didn’t really feel that sexy. She decided that having a rest would probably be the best idea and crashed onto the soft bed after checking her cell for messages. There were no new messages, no missed calls, no nothing. How to cheer a sick girl up by showing her nobody’s thinking of her.
She knew that wasn’t strictly true as Cody was probably thinking of her, as were her mom and dad. After a few hours’ sleep, Mia was ready for action. Well, she was until she remembered what that action involved; dinner with her folks and Cody. Not quite the action she craved.
“What to wear? This is my dad we’re talking about, so something demure will suit,” she muttered, knowing her dad’s taste was very understated. He was always smartly groomed, but in a subtle way; her parents made a good couple as they were both of a smart appearance. They were fairly short; hence, where Mia’s lack of height came from—5’4” wasn’t that short, but she always felt small and unnoticed.
“You’ll do just fine,” she said, lifting her pale yellow maxi dress from the closet; she’d unpacked several of her clothes now instead of pulling them each day from her luggage trolley. “As much as I love you, Dad, I’m not wearing my heels for you!” she scoffed as she stared at the innocent-looking sandals, making her way quickly toward her black ballerina shoes, instead.
She didn’t have long to get ready, so Mia opted for a wash rather than a shower and simply threw her long black hair up into a messy bun. Her makeup was minimal due to her dad’s dislike of heavy makeup, saying that women who wore too much were either clowns or hookers.
The maxi dress swished as she walked around her room; she liked the feeling of the soft material around her delicate ankles. The top of the dress was vest styled with a scooped neckline, which wasn’t too low. There was a pretty flower design on the front, and it always made Mia feel incredibly feminine whenever she wore the dress.
He
r cell beeped. It was a message from Cody, ‘U ready? x’
‘Yes come on down Cody x’. She giggled at the fact that she sounded like a game show hostess.
‘On my way, pixie x’
Mia had butterflies in her tummy and hoped to God that she wasn’t going to throw up again.
“It’s me, pixie,” Cody’s voice called through the door.
“Hey, I missed you ...” she knew that sounded foolish, but it was true. She’s missed him since they’d parted company in the elevator.
“Me too,” he replied, grinning at her. “You look beautiful, Mia.”
“I was going for the grown up and mature look; did I pull it off?” she asked, twirling around on the spot to show him the full effect.
“You nailed it girl, very respectable. I’d be proud to take you home to my folks,” he said in a sad tone.
“Shit, Cody, I didn’t mean to upset you.”
“We can’t keep avoiding conversations about families, Mia. I’m good. I just get a bit down at times realizing that I don’t have an actual family.”
“But you do; me and soon to be bump are your family now, Cody,” she said, walking toward him with her arms outstretched. She hugged him close. “Hey, and you nailed the respectable boyfriend look too.”
He laughed and held her at arm’s length. “Glad you’re impressed. I’ve never met your dad, but he sounds like a tough guy to crack, Mia.”
She grabbed her black clutch purse from the side, checking that her cell was inside, “That he is, but you’ll be fine, I promise; Dad’s a pussycat once you get to know him.”
He was a pussycat, but only once you’d got by the roaring lion stage of his character, but she wasn’t about to divulge that piece of information to Cody; he looked scared shitless of meeting her dad already.
“Come on, let’s get this over with,” she said, taking his arm and guiding him gently toward the door.
The walk toward the elevator was slow.
“God, I feel as though I’m going to my own execution.” Mia laughed as Cody pressed the button. The teenage couple waiting with them gave Mia a sideways glance.
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