Loving Her (Mitchell Family #9)(6)

Our breathing was heavy, our kisses intensified. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him against my body, feeling his erection pressing against my sex. He nuzzled on my ear, sucking the lobe into his mouth. My head fell back, reacting to even the smallest of touches. My nipples tingled, and I couldn’t remember the last time my body had reacted like this.

Ty and I didn’t have boring sex, but this was different. Every inch of my skin was begging to be touched, kissed, and satisfied.

The clasp to my bra opened and my breasts sprung free. Ty cupped them, pushing them together and sucking them into his mouth at the same time. A cry escaped me as I felt the moisture growing between my legs. He knew where and how to touch me, having memorized every inch of me after so many years.

I ran my hands through his hair while watching his tongue tease my nipples. I wanted them in his mouth again, but instead he dragged his wet bottom lip over them. The heat of his breath kept them hard and begging for his mouth to suckle them once more.

I felt my breasts being freed as he trailed a hand down under the elastic of my panties. He moaned when I felt his fingers spreading me open and sliding inside of me. Our mouths met for a deep kiss. As he pulled away to catch his breath, he groaned again. “I want you so bad, baby. You’re so wet and tight. I need you so f*cking bad.”

Hearing him saying it, wanting me equally as much as I wanted him, was enough to make my body tingle. I rocked my hips against his hand. Ty didn’t need permission. I belonged to him in every way. He owned my heart and my body.

I was too consumed in the moment to realize that the water was still running in the tub. Ty pulled away and looked down at his feet. The water had overflowed and he was standing in a puddle. “Shit!”

We grabbed towels that were hanging and got down on the floor after he’d reached over and turned off the faucet. I was laughing while he cussed more under his breath. When our saturated towels met in the middle of the room, he saw the shit-eating grin on my face. I couldn’t help but laugh. “I’m sorry. I know you were tryin’ to be sweet.”

We were naked, kneeling on the bathroom floor, surrounded by sopping wet towels. Ty reached over and kissed me on the lips. He climbed over the towels until our bodies were up against one another. “Just go with it.”

I could still hear dripping as our lips met. When our bodies reacted, the sloshing of wet towels surrounded us. Ty pulled me on top of his lap as he sat down, taking the brunt of the wet towels against his ass. I straddled him, letting the wetness of our bodies work to our advantage. He backed us up to the tub and grabbed a bottle of bubble bath, squirting it all over us.

I was in shock, wondering if he was deciding to play instead of make love. Then he took his hands and started lathering up my body, starting with my thighs and then my breasts. It felt so good that I forgot all about being on the wet floor, sitting atop soaked laundry that I’d have to wash.

When I didn’t react the way he wanted, Ty cocked his brow. “Woman, I’m trying to get freaky with you.” He took my hands and placed them on his chest.

I giggled and began lathering up his chest, running it over the small patch of hair in between his nipples. He finished and grabbed my ass, digging his fingernails into my skin so that he wouldn’t slip as he pulled me into him. The soap made it so slippery, and I understood why he’d come up with the idea. I reached down, trying not to get his cock soapy. He watched me, teasing my opening with his erection. I rubbed it against my clit and threw my head back, feeling the heat of his erection making contact with my throbbing bud.

I was so wet, so ready for him to be inside of me. It slid in with ease, feeling tighter than I could ever remember it being. We’d gone for so long that it felt like the first time again. I think he could feel it too, because he closed his eyes and bit down on my bottom lip, freezing in place to keep from losing it prematurely. “Oh God, you feel so good.”

I was so hot for him that I could feel my pulse in my *. My inner walls kept having spasms around his cock, and I needed to start moving. I wanted to feel the sensations of it sliding in and out of me.

I started rocking my hips as Ty reached into the tub, wetting his hands and running it over my soapy chest. The way they glided over my nipples was utterly delightful. He reached up, getting suds all over my cheeks as he held my face to kiss me passionately. We grinded slowly, absorbing every feeling possible as we came together.

Ty paid no attention to the soap all over me as he kissed down my chin and onto the nape of my neck. I could feel his teeth biting me as he began to tighten up. I picked up my pace, knowing he was losing control, and wanting to experience it with him. Then it was there, that precise moment where my body shuddered. I cried out, digging my nails into his shoulders. Finally we stilled, taking in the emotions of what we’d just experienced after so much time apart. I was afraid to move an inch, because I felt so good.

Ty placed his lips on my forehead and held them there. “This wasn’t how I pictured tonight going.”

I pulled away and looked right into my husband’s eyes. “The night’s not over, you know.”

He brushed the remains of suds off of my face. “You’re still so beautiful to me. How’d I get so lucky?”

I shrugged, not wanting to feed his ego. “I must have been crazy.”

He let out a deep laugh and shook his head before lifting me off of him, breaking the connection. I gasped, feeling him leaving me empty. My body tingled, and I reached for him. He smiled and kissed me on the forehead before walking over the towels and turning on the shower. “Pull the plug in the tub and come rinse off. As sexy as you look all lathered up, I can’t have you getting pruney on me.”