Loving Her (Mitchell Family #9)(45)
When the kids came home and learned what was happening, they were completely ecstatic. We’d already packed their things, so after saying goodbye, we watched them driving away from the house.
I turned around and looked at him, who seemed relieved to have a break from the constant tension in the house. “We have the whole house to ourselves. I think we should take a nap and clean the carpets.” They were a mess from everyone dragging in dirt every day.
He grabbed the elastic of my pants and pulled me toward him. “The only carpet I’m planning on cleaning is yours.”
Leave it to my husband to come off with a joke as soon as he felt comfortable again. “I’ll have you know that my carpet has been gone for years.”
“I think I need to check.” He started tugging down my pants and kissing me on the neck.
“Ty, they just left. We have all weekend. Don’t you want to do somethin’ constructive?” I had a huge to-do list to conquer.
“Getting you naked is constructive. I need to flush out your pipes, baby,”
I laughed at him as he tried to kiss me again. I moved my head to the side so that he missed my lips. “If we get naked now, I know you won’t want to get out of bed. We’ll get nothin’ done.”
He reached up my shirt and started to unclasp my bra. “I promise, I’ll be quick. One hour and you can scrub whatever you want. Just give me some *.” He stuck out his bottom lip. “Please?”
I rolled my eyes and pulled away from him. “You’re worse than a kid.”
“Whatever it takes to get me in those pants.” He winked at me, like his efforts were going to get him further. It wasn’t like I was denying him sex. In due time, after we’d done everything on the list, I’d spend all night in his arms. There was a time and a place and Ty never seemed to follow those rules.
“You’re hopeless. How about I just bend over right here, let you have your way, and then get to work?”
His eyebrow raised and a smile formed out of the corner of his mouth. “Really?”
I smacked him across the chest. “I was kiddin’. My God, you’re a horny man. You need the reverse of Viagra. You need NOagra.”
He laughed at my comment and I left him standing there, while I went in our bedroom to put away three baskets of clothes. Like always, I made our bed and dumped the baskets on top of it. From there, I’d separate what belonged to who and then fold it.
Ty came in the room and jumped on the bed. The pile scattered off the bed and onto the floor. As I bent over to pick some up, he grabbed me and pulled me on the mattress. “Let me work.”
“Sex first than I’ll be your slave all day.”
I turned at looked at him, wondering if he meant it. “Seriously? If I give you some, you’ll do whatever I ask, all day long?”
He slapped me on the ass. “Yes, ma’am.” He starting dry humping me rapidly, like a dog. “I’m going to hit it like this.”
I laughed and tried to move away, but he grabbed my arms and pinned me down, hovering over my body. Finally, I rolled my eyes and gave in. “Fine. Do what you must.”
He kissed me on the lips and pulled away when I didn’t reciprocate. “You have to participate. It’s your wifely duty.”
A laughed escaped me. “My duty? Ty, I give you sex all the time. You’re hornier than anyone else on this planet. I can’t bend over without you getting behind me and humpin’ me. I have to change in the closet, because I know if you see me naked, you’ll attack me. When you don’t get you’re even worse. You walk around mopin’ and actin’ like your life sucks. You’re ridiculous!”
He grabbed my shirt and pulled it, forcing me to lift up my body and be face to face with him. He looked right at me, trying to figure out if I was annoyed or kidding.
“What’s wrong, babe? Did I hit a nerve? Are you afraid I might leave you and become a lesbian?”
Ty shot up and looked at me like I’d been infected with a disease. “Please say you’re kidding. You wouldn’t?”
I burst into laughter. “You should have seen your face. Oh my Lord, your pride would have disintegrated. You poor thing. What’s wrong? You can’t take a joke can you?”
He pinned my arms above my head and leaned down. “Don’t joke like that. My meat is still good and you know it.”
“Your meat is getting old,” I teased.
“It never expires.” He dragged his erection over my leg.
“I think it’s defective. It’s been overexposed.”
The more I joked, the more offended he became. I couldn’t help but laugh at the way he acted like his penis was such a prize possession. He finally rolled over and put his arms above his head. “I feel worthless now,” he pouted.
I rolled over, placing my body over his. “I’m just teasin’ you.” I reached my hand down his pants and got a hold of him. “If the house wasn’t a wreck, I’d spend the whole weekend in this bed with you, because it’s what we both need. We’ve been through hell, and it’s not gettin’ any better. I just want it to be the way it was before. I want us to feel whole again. We’ve tried to be mean, nice, hurt, and desperate and none of it fazes her. I don’t know what else to do. We’ve taken all of her favorite things away and she doesn’t care. We’ve started therapy. I feel like I failed her, Ty. I know that inside of that hard-headed body, there is a little girl that longs to run right back into your arms.” I ran the back of my hand over his cheek. “You think she hates you, but you’re so wrong. She’s doin’ what I would. She’s shuttin’ down so she doesn’t have to deal with it.”