Loving Her (Mitchell Family #9)(38)

I was still shaking when I felt him teasing my entrance with his hard shaft. As much as I wanted him to f*ck me, I was getting off by his teasing. The more he rubbed that hard dick over my throbbing bud, the more I cried out in pleasure. It was hotter than my skin and each time it rubbed over it, the heat gave me waves of throbbing pleasure, repeatedly. “Please, Ty. I want you so bad and I don’t want the boys wakin’ up and ruinin’ it.” I dug my fingers into his shoulders, using my own strength to grind my body against his. He knew he was driving me insane and that I didn’t want to wait much longer to have it. I moved my hips, grinding them into his erection, causing him to adjust his position.

“Eager little beaver. Calm down, this shit feels too good to rush through. I know you want this dick.” He rubbed it over my * again. My body bucked and soft, moaning cries escaped me again.

“I do. I want it so bad.” I licked my lips while looking him right in the eyes.

He took his dick in his hand and started slapping my clit with it. My body immediately began convulsing again, feeling the pressure of it hitting what was still throbbing from the last time. A warm sensation came rushing out and Ty moaned, knowing he’d sent me into an erotic frenzy again.

I didn’t have a moment to catch my breath, as he was driving into me, filling me, pushing it as far as it could go. I loved it and the walls of my * reacted to his thrusts. Our movements mimicked as we got into a good pace. Ty grabbed my shoulders and pushed off of them. Feeling him digging into my skin got me off. I took my nails and pinched both of his small nipples. He scrunched up his face and dug into my shoulder more.

Then he pulled out of me, flipping me over and shoving it back inside from behind. He held onto my hips and I grabbed the sheets, holding on tightly as he drove in and out of me. The faster he pumped, the better it felt.

Moments later he was tightening up and I was crying out, feeling the gush of his release filling me. Finally, he collapsed on top of my back as we both attempted to catch our breath. He rolled off and lay next to me on his back. We were too tired to look at anything except the ceiling, laying there side by side, naked and exhausted.

Ty reached over and took my hand into his. Our fingers laced together and he looked over and smiled. “Whatever happens, Miranda, please don’t ever leave me. Your love is the only thing that keeps me sane.”

I squeezed his hand. “I’m not goin’ anywhere.”

I closed my eyes and felt content falling asleep, knowing that Ty was sure, I’d never leave his side, no matter how bad things got.





Chapter 21


Tyler


I’d like to think that I woke up feeling refreshed after being able to sleep in until at least nine. Unfortunately, my life was never that blessed. Aside from having to get up to work, the boys were already up and causing a ruckus.

I found them in the kitchen. Jax was sitting on the countertop, barefoot, pouring cereal into a bowl. At least, he was trying to get it in the bowl, I think.

The small, colorful bunches were scattering across the counter. Jake was standing there, catching the ones that were falling on the floor. I stayed back, watching him picking them up off the ground and putting them back in the box for someone else to eat. My mind went back to how many times I’d sworn that there was something foreign in my cereal bowl. I cringed.

“Get your ass down, Jax.”

“But we’re hungry,” he argued.

“Jake, is there a reason you’re putting dirty cereal back in that box?”

He shrugged and looked like he didn’t realize it was disgusting.

I ran my hand through my disheveled hair. “Seriously? Can I not wake up to this, just one morning out of the week?”

I walked over and started helping them pick up the cereal. Once they each had a bowl, I sat them down at the table and watched them being quiet, because their mouths were full of food.

I’d no sooner turned to make some coffee when I heard one of them fart. The room filled with laughter and I shook my head. “Don’t do that at the table.”

Miranda walked in, looking like she’s been hit by a hurricane. “What are they doin’ now?”

“Farting.”

She walked past me and grabbed a cup. “Like that’s anything new. Like father like sons.”

I grabbed her by the waist and kissed her on the lips.

“Eww.”

I opened my eyes to see them both staring at us. Knowing it drove them crazy, I kissed Miranda again, this time open mouthed. They covered their eyes, like they’d go blind from watching.

When we pulled apart Miranda was laughing. “Serves you both right. Eat your breakfast and go make those beds. You’re goin’ to need to get dressed for school right after that.”

“And don’t forget to brush your teeth,” I added.

Miranda walked over to the door and started putting her shoes on. “I’m goin’ to go grab Bella, so she has plenty of time to get ready. I promised her I’d do her hair.”

Just hearing her saying our daughter’s name got me upset. I knew she didn’t want to see me. I closed my eyes as Miranda walked out and thought about all the times that I’d gone to get her from my parent’s house. She’d always have a smile and hug waiting for me. I knew for a fact that she wouldn’t do it now. Getting a hug wasn’t the only thing that I worried about never getting again.