Maxon & America: The Married Life (A The Selection Fanfiction)

Chapter 6: Maxon

It’s the fourth day of our vacation on the beach, here in France. America and I decide to stroll on the beach, our hands are linked together. Picking up some seashells. Skimming stones on the deep blue ocean. The dawn hits the sky, its beam hitting our skins. The gush of the wind blows pass us, and it sends a cool feeling to us. America and I stare to each other, my eyes are staring into hers.

She’s so pretty, I believe.

I pull her softly against me and hug her, my face on her neck. Smelling her scent, I shut my eyes and feel her body against me. Feeling every feeling we have. Friendship and love. I kiss her neck and she tightens her arms around me, her smelling my neck. I feel her inhales and I bite her earlobe softly and she moans.

The best vacation I’ve ever had, I think.

I want this to happen again.

America snakes an arm inside my arm, and we walk together in the ocean. I, of course, being naughty, splash some water on America and she’s wet, completely soaked because of what I just did. She gawks at me, blinking, her mind processing what just happened. Then she’s back in the reality, she splashes some water on me. I try to dodge it, but I fail because my feet can barely walk on the sand in the water. Wanting my revenge, my feet try to run towards her, and I catch her.

I put her in the water, soaking America completely. She keeps laughing, and tries to get some air. I give her five seconds just to breathe and I do what I just did to her. Tickling her neck, her waist, and her back. She bursts out laughing, her sweet voice booming in my ears. I’m looking at her lips while she’s laughing. Perfect.

While she’s laughing, I slip my mouth to hers. She’s in shock, her mouth is in mine… and she’s still laughing. She puts her hands on my back gently, she shuts her eyes slowly. I trail my hand on her shoulder through her arm, intertwined my fingers to hers and put it above her head. She’s laying on the sand in the water. The ocean waves hit us. And I can’t help but to smile while my lips are on hers. Me laying on top of her.

She moves her hand back and forth on my back. I tense a little, remembering my scar. I don’t know why I keep tensing when America’s running her hands through my back. But suddenly, my body relaxes against her touch. I’m kissing her passionately and softly, and she’s kissing me back. She puts her hand on the back of my neck. She twirls a strand of my hair on the nape at the back of my neck. She giggles while I suck her neck. This feels good.

After our make out session, I lay on my back. I pull her into me and rest her head onto my chest. We stay for like a million hours, just embracing each other. I run my fingers through her hair. I intertwine my fingers to hers, lift it up, and kiss the back of her hand. I feel her shivers. A smile creeps up onto my face, and she laughs. I shift sideway, so I’m looking at her. Her eyes are shut, a smile plastered on her face.

“What are you thinking about?” I say softly to her, caressing her cheek with my thumb. Then her lips.

“You.” She says simply, her eyes are still shut. She purses her lips and her smile grows bigger.

“What about me?” I ask her, half whispering in her ear. “I’m already here. By your side.”

“I want to feel you,” says America. “Physically and mentally.”

“Okay, My Queen.” I brush my lips onto hers, kiss the jawline and her neck. “We should do this again next time. Next, next week?”

She laughs a little. “Hmm. Can’t wait?”

“I can’t.” I caress her abdomen, looking at it. My mind flashes some future memories. My son and daughter running across the hall. Playing hide and seek. Making fun of me and their mother. What they look like. What they like, dislikes. I’m thinking of what would be their names. “America?”

“Hmmm?”

“What would be their names?”

“Their names?” She asks me. “Not ‘his name’ or ‘her name’ but ‘their names’?”

“Their names.” I confirm. “I want a girl and a boy, don’t you think it’s good?”

A pause. A smile spreads across her face. “It is.” She half whispers. “I think their names would be… um, I don’t know. I’ll think of something that would suit them. Okay?”

“Okay.” I whisper in her ear. “I love you. Very much.”

“I love you, too. So much.”

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Sorry if I took so long to update this. It's only short. But I'm planning to make it longer, for you guys. I'm currently thinking of what would be their children's names. Hmmm... *thinking* I'll reveal it sooner or later. Have fun reading this chapter! ♥