My alarm's ringing made me grow because I was warm and comfortable in bed. I lay there for a few minutes to look through my emails and texts to ensure there was nothing I needed to take care of first.
Once I felt confident that everything that needed my attention had been completed, I started my day. I went to the bathroom, took care of everything, and returned to pack up the last few things.
After double-checking that I packed everything, I went to the lobby and called for an Uber. While waiting for the ride, I grabbed a quick bagel and bottle of orange juice and went outside.
While standing outside, I took a minute to admire the tremendous weather. I wish I could bottle it up and bring it to Oklahoma.
I was notified that the car was there, so I put the bag in the trunk and hopped in. The drive to the hospital took 14 minutes. I'm excited about today and am watching the time closely.
I take my roller bag and head to Max's room at the hospital. Once in front of the door, I knock softly and hear his voice come in.
I took my bag, placed it in the corner, and kissed him. The kiss was not long, but it promised hope and happiness.
Once the kiss ends, I say, "That was a minty kiss."
With a resounding laugh, he says, "I got up early, gave myself a sponge bath, and brushed my teeth, and it felt good."
I look at Max, pouting, and tell him I was looking forward to giving him a sponge bath.
With a grave face, I tell him I'm not the kind of girl to join the mile-high club.
That statement made him bust out laughing and tell me that he knows I'm a very dirty slut, and he loves that about me.
He continued discussing what we would do on the flight and even told me to wear a dress for easy access.
I would never tell him, but I had that thought when I dressed this morning.
Needing to take control of the situation, I bend down and say in his ear, "I don't have any panties on."
With a deep groan, he says, "Fuck, we need to get on that plane soon."
Just about that time, the door opens, and his parents walk in. Max says, "Mia, this conversation is on hold for the plane."
We all talk briefly while I review Max's latest vitals. Once I feel everything looks good, I tell them I will step out to find Dr. Thomas.
I asked the head nurse at the nurse station if Max's discharge papers were available. She told me she had them; Dr. Thomas had dropped them off before he went into surgery.
The nurse told me they would be there in 15 minutes to take Max downstairs, and I thanked her.
I head back to the room and tell everyone that we have 15 minutes before we can leave. Charlotte and I then start packing Max's travel bag.
Frank tells us he is going to the parking garage to get the car and will meet us out front.
The nurse comes in with a wheelchair, and Max says, "I'm not using that," she calmly says, "If you don't leave, this hospital will be rolled out in this chair. It's hospital policy."
I looked at him and said, "If you don't hurry to get on that plane for the conversation you want to continue, I suggest you do as the nurse asked."
He smiles and says, "I will listen to and follow the nurse's orders to get on the plane."
I smile at him and look over; his mom has a huge smile.
Charlotte and the nurse help Max get into the wheelchair, and I grab his bag while his mom gets the crutches.
The elevator is quiet, but I feel Max grab and squeeze my hand. Once we get outside, we see Frank parked in front.
Frank hopped out and helped Max settle into the front seat. After we thanked the nurse, Charlotte and I put the bag and crutches in the back.
Frank double-checks the address I sent for the private airport, and we head out. Unless we encounter lousy traffic, it should take less than an hour.
Once we were on the freeway, the car was quiet for a few minutes. Sensing the need to say something, Charlotte asked questions about the ranch.
I will discuss breeding stallions, as barrel racing training is the horses' primary source of income. I will also tell them about the dairy and chicken houses.
Charlotte says she had no idea the ranch was so large. I tell her it's a little over 275 acres. I tell her we have a stallion in the race to attend the Kentucky Derby this year.
I tell everyone that I love all the animals on the ranch, but my absolute favorite is the baby goats.
The conversations flowed easily for the rest of the drive. I let everyone know I had requested a wheelchair at the front to row Max out to the plane.
We get to the airport and pull to the front. Workers come out with a troller for the bags and a wheelchair for Max.
Once everything is out of the car, Frank parks as we enter. One of the best things about flying out of a private airport is that there are no long TSA lines.
We head to the counter and show our IDs and flight plans. Once everything is verified, she tells the workers to take the bags to the plane.
I asked her if we could wait a second because we were waiting for his Dad, who had gone to park the car. I also wondered if the parents could walk us to the plane so his Dad could help Max get on board.
The counter lady tells us that they usually would not let people out who were not flying, but she would make this exception due to his injuries and that her son is a huge fan of Mr. Knight.
Max smiles at her, removes the cap from his head, and asks her if she has a marker.
The counter lady says "Yes" and hands Max the marker. Max asks the lady what her son's name is, and she says, "Mateo."
Max signs the cap for Mateo and hands it to his mom, thanking her for today's help.
By the time this is done, Frank has come into the lobby, and the four of us are heading to the plane.
Standing by the ramp is the flight crew led by Captain Loyd, who has worked for my family for over 15 years.
Loyd says hello to everyone and tells Charlotte and me that board and he would help Frank with Max.
Charlotte and I board and take a seat out of the way. I hear the guys talking about the easiest way to do this, and Max says, "I can hop on one foot up the ramp if someone is behind me in case I lose my balance."
Loyd says the ramp is wide enough that we can each stand on Max's side and support him as he climbs it.
It will take forever to see his handsome face enter the plane. They place him in a prominent seat in the bathroom near the back of the jet.
His parents stand before him, and you can tell they are sad he is leaving.
His Dad says, "I will make this a short bye, but know we love you and are so proud you are stepping up to be a partner for Mia and a dad for your daughter."
Charlotte smiles at her son and says, "I will miss you, but we will see you in a month. I agree with your Dad that we are proud of you."
His parents take turns hugging him and quickly kissing him on the cheek.
They turn to me, and I stand up and hug them both. I say, "I will take good care of him and make sure he FaceTimes you weekly to see how he is doing." I continue, "I love your son and will do everything I can to ensure he is back on that field next year."
I feel myself getting wrapped in a bear hug from Max's parents, and I feel loved, which makes my heart sing.
Once the goodbyes are done, Charlotte and Max exit the jet. I watch them enter the lobby and stand by the window to watch us take off.
I take the seat next to Max and buckle in. The flight attendant checks if we need anything before we take off, and we both say no.
Once we were in the air, I told her we would be adjoining the bedroom so Max could stretch out and rest.
I asked her to let us know 15 minutes before we landed where we could return to our seats. Looking at Max's face, I could see that he was troubled.
I tightened my grip on his hand and asked if he was okay. He says, "Moving away from his family was harder than he thought it would be."
Trying to be supportive, I look at him and say, "This move will most likely be temporary, and you will be back in LA in no time."
He looks at me and tells me that his home is wherever his daughter and I will call home, and he will be the happiest with us.
The captain interrupts us, saying we are clear for takeoff and to stay seated until he confirms this.
Max looks out the window as we head to the runway for takeoff. I decide to be quiet and let him think while we take off.
The captain came on the radio and told us we could move now. Before heading to bed, I asked Max if he needed the bathroom.
He says, "Yes, he needs to drain the vein." We get up, and Max grabs the crutches and heads to the bathroom.
This is one of the times I'm grateful for this jet's standard-size bathroom. While he is in the toilet, I pull the bed covers back.
I didn't hear Max enter the room, but I heard a whistle, turned around, and saw his smiling face. At that moment, I knew we were genuinely doing the right thing.
I told him I was going to the bathroom, and he could get on the bed. When I return, I will undress him.
Honestly, I didn't think I was in the bathroom that long, but once I entered the bedroom, I saw Max naked and lying on the bed.
I stand there admiring his hard and sexy body. I can feel my body warming up just by looking at him.
Once I've looked at him, I stand still and remove all my clothing before he can ask me to.
He takes a deep breath and says, "Fuck you are gorgeous, and I can look at you forever."
I can feel my face turning red,d but it also made me feel so sexy and wanted.
I lay down next to Max on the bed and looked at him. "We have to be very careful of your injuries, so this will not be a hard fuck fest, but more like a gentle ride."
Max tells me he will take whatever I'm willing to give him.
My breath hitches when he reaches for my face. He wraps his hand around my neck and pulls me in to brush his lips against mine.
I groan as I feel his tongue slide into my mouth. While kissing, I slide my fingers into his hair, making me feel alive.
The kissing has left us panting as we push our foreheads against one another. I feel Max's hand slide down my back, and he grabs my ass hard and squeezes.
His fingers dig into my hip and say, "On my face, baby." I moan, "I'm too big now to ride your face."
Max tells me either I get on his face or he will fuck me and hurt himself.
His statement didn't leave me to dawdle at any time. Max was gentled and maneuvered me against his mouth.
With a bit of coaching, I lower myself onto his face and feel his tongue slide inside my pussy. I can't control my mind because the sensations I feel are out of this world.
I grab the bed's headboard and hold on to whatever Max has for me.
Max started to swirl his tongue on my clit, and then I felt him bite down softly on my clit. I lost control and cried out as I creamed all over his mouth.
The desperation that I felt made all the insecurities disappear. He must sense my insecurities because he buries his face between my thighs.
Feeling his stubble on the inside of my thighs makes me think the sheer force of my release leaves my body.
The sensations coming from my body almost make me lose my balance. I move off his face and lay down beside him.
When I see Max pulling on his erection, I tell him, "You better not come, I want all your cum inside me."
I lay there and watched him stroke his big beautiful cock, and I could feel my pussy getting wetter by the second.
I leaned over and licked the tip, and that movement made Max release his cock.
This gave me a moment to reach for his cock and softly palm it. Then I start moving my hand up and down his stiff shaft.
As my tongue was licking away his precum and then I slid his cock deep into my throat. I could feel Max's hands fisted in my hair.
I made sure to bob my head as I used my tongue to swirl around his cock. I could tell he was getting close to a release.
Max had his eyes closed and was enjoying the master-class blowjob he was receiving.
I took my mouth off him and asked if he wanted to cum in my mouth or pussy.
He looked at my swollen lips and said, "I need to be inside you, baby."
Not needing any encouragement, I moved over his body and slowly sat down on him.
I bend down and kiss him with all the passion I have in me. This kiss sends my body into overdrive.
As I straddle him, I guide the tip of his cock into my soaking core. I slowly sit down, letting my body adjust to his size.
I deepen the kiss and take little nips and bites of his lips. I sit straight forward, place my feet flat on the bed, and start to bounce slowly.
Max has his hands cuffing my breasts as he plays with my nipples. I can tell he is loving the increase in my breast size since the pregnancy.
I've always enjoyed my C cup breasts, but right at this moment,t these new size D cups were terrific.
The feelings I'm feeling are so much right now. Feeling his hard cock deep inside me while he is enjoying my more prominent breasts.
All the sensations I feel make me start to bounce harder. Feeling him go in and out of my wet pussy is too much.
I throw my head back and moan so loud I'm sure the flight attendant could hear me. I tell Max, "I'm close to coming."
"Yes, come for m,e baby," and hearing this, I clamped down on his cock and bounced as hard as I could at this moment.
The need to come is overwhelming, and I just cream all over his cock. This made him rear up inside me and let out the hugest wad of cum I've ever felt before.
I bend down and kiss him, being careful not to hurt him.
Once I have my orgasm under control, I move off him and lay on my side against him. We just lay there listening to us breathing.
Trying to get my emotions under control, I whisper, "That was the most intense lovemaking I've ever had."
Max smiles and says, "Baby, that was the best I've ever had, and I can't wait for the next time."
The covers are pulled over both of us as we finally give in to sleep. This can be so much hope that we are going to have the best life together and our sex life will be outstanding.