Loving Her (Mitchell Family #9)(11)

I was right there, happy, content, relaxed – until I heard one of my sons. My eyes shot open and I turned my head to see him standing there over the bed. Ty’s mouth was still down there, pressed against my naked *, with no covers near him to grab. He took his hands and covered up his face, but I knew right away that Jax had gotten an eye full. His face was red and he was staring at me. “Oh shit! Jax, What are you doin’ in here?”

More than anything, I wanted to hide under the covers and cry. It never failed. We were always caught by our kids in inappropriate situations. I should have known to check the lock on the door, but in the heat of the moment I’d forgotten to.

Ty grabbed the covers and put them over my body, before making his way above the covers. I refused to look at my husband when I was utterly terrified at what my son had witnessed.

“I can’t sleep. There’s a monster under my bed.” He paused for a second and looked from me to Ty. “Were you and daddy playing with no clothes on?” His smile made me feel so uncomfortable. He started to climb on the bed with us. “Is daddy tickling you?”

I was so embarrassed.

Ty slid out of bed, taking control of the horrible situation. “How about we go and see what’s under your bed?”

Jax looked back at me as they walked out of the room. It took me only seconds to not only put my clothes back to normal, but add a pair sweatpants to the mix. As horny as my husband was, he was definitely not getting anything else, not after what had just happened.

He came back about ten minutes later and jumped on the bed. “Everything’s fine. I told him that I was checking you for ticks and found one. I told him I had to kiss your boo boo, to make it better.”

“He’s not an idiot. At some point he’s going to wise up to your stupid excuses. Why didn’t you lock the door?” He started rubbing my arms, and kissing my neck again. “Seriously, Ty. It’s not happenin’.”

“He won’t come back in.”

I rolled over. “Thanks for the cunnilingus. It was fantastic.”

I heard him sigh as I closed my eyes, smiling the whole time. I knew I’d be uncomfortable around Jax tomorrow, but I was too tired to even think about the repercussions of him catching us. All I wanted to do was sleep.





Chapter 7


Tyler


Cock-blocked by one of my kids, again. It never failed. I’d just gotten to the pivotal moment of entry. She was giving in and I had her exactly where I wanted her. In a moment she would have been begging me to give it to her. But no. It never worked out that way for me, not with my kids. They had some kind of radar that picked up on any kind of horniness or sexual innuendos. They knew when to come in and ruin the moment.

Once again I went to bed rock-hard, knowing that when I woke my balls would be aching.

Miranda didn’t wake me up when she climbed out of bed the next morning. I could hear the boys running around on the hardwood floor, so I rolled over to check the time on my phone. It was six, and the sun had probably just come up. I rolled over on my back and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. It wasn’t like I didn’t have to get up early every morning. Conner and I were usually at it before the sun came up, but when I had a chance to sleep in, I took advantage of it. Everyone has a breaking point, where their bodies needed to rest to catch up. The past month had taken so much out of me. All I wanted was to be able to relax for a couple days and not have to worry about work or anything else.

Izzy came into the room. She looked to be half asleep, so I pulled down the covers and she climbed in the spot beside me. “What’s wrong, Iz? You feeling alright?”

She shrugged and let me cuddle with her. “I’m tired and those dummies jumped on the bed until I got up.”

I laughed, closed my eyes and felt content with her there. “Go back to sleep. daddy’s got your back.”

There was going to be a time when Iz didn’t want to cuddle with her daddy. I had to enjoy every minute with her, knowing she was growing up way too fast.

I must have been holding her too tight, because she began to wiggle out. “I’m hot.”

I let go of her and she turned, giving me a weird look. “What? You said you were hot.”

Iz leaned up on her elbow and looked right at me. “You have pretty eyes. I like brown eyes better than blue.”

“You have your mother’s eyes, Iz. They’re beautiful and so are you. I love how much you look like your mom.”

“Yeah, but Jake and Jax look like you.”

“They’re boys, Iz. Be glad you don’t look like them. You need to be able to say you’re not related if they do something terrible in public. If you looked alike, you’d never be able to pull that off.” I winked at her and she smiled. Sure, if she were my daughter biologically, she’d probably have gotten my brown eyes, but it isn’t a given. There are plenty of kids that look different and share the same parents.

“You have a point.”

I tickled her, making her laugh before I backed off.

Of course, I hadn’t considered that we’d make enough noise for the boys to hear us. Jake came barging in. He didn’t stop until he was on the bed, standing over us like he was going to attack us. “Get up, butt faces!”

Izzy pulled the covers over her head and started screaming. “Get him away from me!”