Visiting home

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I was in the car driving to my boyfriends parents house. It is August and Mena has a 2 week break from filming. This way he can spend time with me and his family.

I thought this was a great idea because it was allowing me to get to know his family better since I'm going to be living under their roof for the next 2 weeks.

"Baby! I missed you so much" he exclaimed as I got to the door and tackled me into a bear hug.

"How was the drive? You feeling good? No travel sickness?" He said excitedly

"Mena let the girl breathe! She hasn't stepped inside yet" Mena's mother said as she pulled my arm and gave me a hug.

"Mama I haven't seen her for 3 weeks, I need to spend every second with her" he said and engulfed me again.

Mena's mum just smiled and walked into the kitchen.

"Awh baby I missed you too" I said and tip toed to give him a kiss which he gladly accepted.

"Let me take your stuff upstairs so you can settle in" he said after we pulled apart. But really I knew it was an excuse to get me upstairs. I happily followed him and shut the door.

When I was turning around I could feel Mena already grabbing me and bring his lips to mine. This wasn't nothing like the small peck downstairs this kiss was hungry. I wrapped my arms around his neck and smiled, gladly kissing him back.

He was shuffling our bodies until the back of my knees touched the bed, making Mena gently lower me down onto the bed and slotting his body in between my legs, without breaking apart.

"Gosh you don't know how much I missed you" he said in between a breathe.

I just wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him in closer, reconnecting our lips back together. I craved him just as much. Mena pushed his tongue in which intensified everything, I could feel my heart beating

"Mena come help me with the- Oh my " We hear the door open and Mena's father is standing in the door way instantly turned around and covered his eyes with the back of his hand

His voice made both of us turn our heads towards the door and I pushed Mena off of me causing him to fall onto the floor.

"Dad! Why do you never knock on my door!"

"Whose house is it, mine or yours? I don't need to knock in my own house" he said. As if he was more annoyed at Mena than feeling embarrassed

I sat up awkwardly and fixed my hair and dress, trying to make myself appear less dishevelled.

"Darling I didn't know you were already here, if you did I honestly would have knocked" he said to me sweetly, his tone of voice changed entirely to the way he spoke to Mena. He began to turn around to go downstairs. "Come downstairs in 5 minutes Mena!" He shouted back as he was walking downstairs.

"I don't see you in 3 weeks, and all I want is a bit of alone time with you and I still don't get that" he sighed and stood up

"Sorry I pushed you baby, didn't expect your dad to walk in" I stood up and wrapped my hand around his waist

"You owe me big time for that" he smirked

"Really? We got 5 minutes, is that enough time?" I questioned with my raised brow

"Maybe" he said and leaned down

"Mena are you coming down or not?!" We his father's voice belting from the bottom of stairs.

Mena sighed and I giggled as he left the room to attend to his fathers needs.

"I'll be back" he winked at me.

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