Loving Her (Mitchell Family #9)(10)
“If you don’t stop laughin’ right now I’m goin’ to beat the crap out of you. You scared me to death, Ty. It wasn’t funny.”
He laughed even harder. “You should have seen your face. Your eyes popped out of your head and you screamed, even when you had no clue what was happening.”
I turned my body toward the passenger door and refused to look at him. “If you do it again, I’m cutting off your balls with scissors. I’m not kiddin’ either. Just try me, smartass.”
I think he understood that he’d pissed me off, because for the rest of the ride he was on his best behavior. Almost daily, people asked me how I could be married to someone like Ty. I don’t think they understood the joy that he’d brought into my life. Every day, no matter how crazy life got, I thanked God for giving him to me. Maybe it was hard for people to see his gentle side, the part of him that he only let the people he was closest to see. He’d give his life for his family and never regret it. He was strong and did his best to take care of us to the greatest of his ability. I appreciated him, but I didn’t want to remind him every second of every day. When he was driving me crazy he needed to be put into place. Cutting him off from sex was always my go-to. It got his attention, and like a kid in time out, it worked wonders.
It was late when we arrived at the guesthouse. The kids had been asleep for a while, and I knew that if we went over to see Colt and Van, they’d get a second wind and we’d be up all night with them.
As much as I was dying to see my cousins, we put the kids to bed and got settled in. Ty called and let Colt know we’d arrived, but we’d decided to surprise my mom and John with our visit. She was going to be so excited, especially after just finding out that Bella was going to be okay.
I found Ty sprawled out on the couch. Since I was still angry with him for his prank in the car, I sat in the chair across from him. He smiled and patted the small area on the couch in front of him. “You belong over here with me.”
“I’m mad at you.”
He took his index finger and motioned for me to come. I shook my head.
He reached down in his pants and made a face like his dick was aching to be touched. I rolled my eyes and continued to fight him.
“I need to cuddle.”
“I’m comfortable where I am. Besides, maybe you should have thought about that before you decided to scare the life out of me earlier. You know I hate riding in cars at night.”
He chuckled. “I’d never let anything happen to my family, baby. You know that. I’m sorry. Will you come lay with me, please?”
“I’m kind of tired. I think I’m just goin’ to go to bed.” I stood up and headed into the bedroom, smiling because I’d given him the cold shoulder.
I’d no sooner changed and came out of the bathroom to find him in bed. I attempted to ignore him by climbing in and rolling onto my side, my back facing him. Ty brought his hand near and traced the silk nightgown that I was wearing. He groaned in my ear. “Gimme some lovin’.”
I shook his hand off me. “No! I’m goin’ to sleep.”
He tried again, pulling the covers off of me, and wrapped one arm over to lie on my breast. “Please.” He rubbed his palm over the silk where my nipple sat and it immediately got hard. I tried to fight him, staying completely still, not allowing him to know that it was already turning me on.
He pinched it between his fingers and let it go, only to rub it with his whole hand again. I could feel tingling between my legs, as I stayed as still as possible. “Goodnight.”
Ty wasn’t giving up without a fight. His hand left my breast and trailed down to the edge of my nightgown. He lifted it up slowly and began massaging the skin of my ass. I kept my eyes closed and ignored him, all the while feeling my body heating up. I didn’t want him to stop touching me, albeit I also didn’t want him to know that I liked it. “You’re not fooling me, you know.” His hand traveled, further down, until he was tucking it under my panties. I’d been discovered the second I felt him separating my folds and getting a feel of the wetness that I was already there, accumulating by the second. “Oh yeah, I knew I was right.”
“You were not. Just because I’m wet doesn’t mean I want your ass. A girl can fantasize all on her own, you know?”
He laughed and went down under the covers. Ty tugged down my panties. “I never needed permission, not when I can have you begging instead.” I knew what he was doing. It would have been stupid to try and fight him, when I knew I would be reaping the benefits of his crafty tongue. He went right to work, teasing my clit while pulling my lips open so the cold air heightened the sensations. I dug my hands into his hair and pushed his face hard against my *. The more he licked, the more my body bucked, but I wasn’t going to let him off that easy. He was going to have to work for forgiveness. Ty stopped and looked up at me, placing his warm tongue against my bud. I smiled and pushed his face back down. “Don’t stop until I tell you.”
He groaned but kept at it, lapping up my juices and taking me to the brink of orgasm. I bit down on my lip, knowing I was about to feel those couple seconds of bliss. My back arched and I tugged on his hair, while holding him down there. He applied pressure to the way his tongue moved against my clit. I bit down on my lip and finally yelled out, letting the moment overwhelm me with relief. “Oh yeah, harder. Lick it harder.”