Loving Her (Mitchell Family #9)(47)

I pumped her even harder, bringing her to the brink of ecstasy, there in the backseat of our family car, where fast food had been spilled and diapers had been changed.

Even with the door still open it was hot, and the windows on Miranda’s side were fogged up from the heat of her breath and body. Her head was thumping against the glass each time I rammed her. Still she begged me for more, becoming as caught up in the moment as I was.

Our kisses were rough, with no real pattern to the way our tongues moved. Her skin tasted of salt from the sweat, but it didn’t stop me from licking certain parts of it. I dug my lips into her neck and licked up to her chin. She sighed, and I did it again.

We were finally completely alone, and all I wanted to do was lose myself in her over and over, until I passed out from exhaustion.

The sweat was rolling down my face, burning my eyes, but I couldn’t back off. We were right there, both ready to explode with passion. I removed one hand from her foot and started rubbing my thumb over her clit. Even when she struggled to release, I could always count on that to make it happen.

Sure enough, Miranda reached up and grabbed the handle on the ceiling. She cried out loudly, knowing that nobody would hear her. I bucked my body against her a few more times before I felt myself tightening up and the moment of bliss overwhelming me.

We were panting, completely breathless from our heated encounter. While still in the backseat, sitting up next to one another, Miranda leaned her head on my shoulder. “That was unexpected.”

I patted her thigh. “I’ve been waiting for that shit all day. It’s a good thing I’m not an addict or anything. My balls could have exploded.”

She slapped my leg again and climbed out of the car. “You’re so full of shit.”

I laughed and climbed out, pulling up my pants and taking in the fresh, fall air. “You’re full of cum.”

We both began to laugh.

A couple hours later we were pulling up at a hotel that was right on the ocean. It was getting late, we hadn’t had anything to eat in hours, and we both needed a shower. Since I wanted to make the weekend nice, I went up to get the room and got the honeymoon suite. Miranda stood near the elevators as I approached her with the room key.

Neither of us had ever been to this particular hotel, so she had no clue that I was taking her to one of their best rooms. When we walked in and she saw it, her mouth dropped. Not only did we have a heart shaped bed, but a very large hot tub.

She dropped her bag. “Are you sure you didn’t plan this?”

“I swear. You’re the one that picked the hotel.”

We both looked around the room, and at the same time plopped down on the large bed. When it began to vibrate, we both sat up and looked at each other, then burst into laughter.

Behind Miranda was the remote to control the bed. She must have landed on it. After pushing all the buttons, the bed silenced. I grabbed the remote and tossed it to the floor, then rolled on top of her. “You look beautiful tonight, Mrs. Mitchell.”

“You don’t have to sweet talk me to get me into bed, Mr. Mitchell. Your wish is my command this weekend.”

I smiled and shook my head. “Are you sure you want to put that out there? I may require you to be my love slave and perform annilingus over and over again.”

She grabbed my face and squeezed my cheeks together, almost to the point of pain. Her lips brushed over mine, but we didn’t take our eyes off of one another. “The only slave in this room is goin’ to be you. You’re not the only one with needs, and I’ve already contributed to the cause. It’s your turn now.”

I ran my hand up her shirt and underneath her bra. Her skin was warm and her nipples hard. “I’ll play fair.”

She grabbed the edge of my shirt and lifted it over my head. “Shut up and get naked. I want to get in that tub immediately, and you’re comin’ with me.”

I stood up on the bed and removed my shirt, then swung it around over my head. Miranda leaned up on her elbow, watching me and laughing. My pants were the next to come off. I kicked them across the room and turned around, wiggling my ass and pulling my boxers halfway down, like I was teasing her. I turned around again and grabbed my balls, thrusting in the air, while circling one of my nipples with my finger. I licked it and circled the other one.

Miranda was laughing so hard she had tears in her eyes. “Please…that’s enough!”

It wasn’t enough, though. If she wanted entertainment, I was going to give it to her. “Baby, the show has just begun.” I let the boxers fall and started moving my ass around, getting my dick to swing around in circles. “You ever ride in a helicopter?”

She covered her face and curled up, laughing so hysterically that she couldn’t catch her breath. When I collapsed on the bed next to her, I grabbed her body and pulled her close to me. She looked directly into my eyes and tried to calm herself down to speak. Her hand touched my cheek, and I moved my head to kiss it. I lifted her other hand and held it against my heart. She kissed me slowly, like we had all the time in the world. “I missed this side of you, Ty. I know you try to be yourself, but you’ve been so different. Thanks for bringin’ me here.”

I kissed her hands. “I would do anything for you.”

I meant it.

“I know you would.”





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