The Mitchell Family Series BoxSet 1-4.5 (101 page)

Chapter 29

Ty

A chance to shower with my wife…you bet your ass I took it.

By the time I got Jake situated in his chair, grabbed the baby monitor and removed my clothes, Miranda was already in the shower. I looked through the glass doors and took in how perfect she was. Sure, she had a little bump from being pregnant, but she was still tiny everywhere else. I watched her letting the water run down her head and over her back, then finally traveling down her shiny ass cheeks.

I felt myself growing as I stood there mind-fucking my wife. It’d been so long since we’d had sex that my rock hard penis was acting like it had a magnetic attraction to Miranda’s naked body. I think I could have chained myself to the wall and my dick would have found a way into that shower.

She knew I had come in behind her, so she never even flinched when my hands reached around her waist. I turned her around and got excited when she wrapped her arms around my neck. “I want you more than our first time.” Hearing her say those words made my dick jump. She felt it and giggled into my face. “I think it missed you.”

She licked my bottom lip and pulled away. “Mmm, where does it want to visit first?”

This was the perfect woman.

“It’s open to suggestions.” Miranda slowly pushed me back against the shower wall. I let my hands fall down to her hips and when I got close to her staples, she flinched.

“You okay?”

“Say my name Ty.”

Huh?
“Miranda.”

She slowly sat down on the shower seat and kissed around my navel. “My whole name.”

When her hand grabbed the shaft to my hard cock, it drove me nuts. I dug my hands into her hair, as she licked the tip and let a strand of spit drag from her tongue. “Oh shit, Miranda, Miranda Mitchell.”

She licked it several more times before finally staring right at me and shoving it into her perfect mouth. I watched her cheeks moving as she sucked hard and fast. Her strokes became vigorous and the longer she sucked the more she got into it. When her mouth got tired, she’d remove it and jerk me off until she could take it back in again. I watched her stroke me with two hands, moving them against each other. I moved the shower head away from us, so her spit made it slippery.

While she continued with her rapid hand motion, she ducked down and licked my balls. When I threw my head back, I felt her suck them into her little mouth. She moaned and I could feel it through my whole body. She kept doing it, while her hands squeezed my shaft until it almost hurt. As my dick began to jerk, Miranda released my balls and started to take me back into her eager mouth, but I squatted down and kissed her instead. I’d waited too long to waste my nut like that. I wanted my wife. “Is it too soon?”

“Would you rather I used a vibrator?” Her teasing words made me jealous. I wasn’t sharing that pussy with anything.

“I don’t want to hurt you.” I didn’t, but I needed to be inside of her before I busted my load all over her leg. In my moment of weakness, I picked my wife up and pressed her against the shower wall. She wrapped her legs around my waist and I drove myself inside of her. It felt so good that I just stayed still for a second, trying to get over the overwhelming happiness I felt from being with her again.

“Ty….”

“Yeah, baby?”

She buried her head into my neck and started biting on my ear lobe, but immediately her body tensed. “Stop!”

I froze thinking she was reconsidering being with me. Instant fear washed over me as I held my wife tight against my body. “What’s wrong?”

Please don’t say it’s me.

“It hurts my stomach. Maybe it would be better if I laid flat.” I sat my wife down slowly and practically ran out of the shower with full wood leading the way. I could have hung two towels on that bitch and it wouldn’t have budged.

Jake was fast asleep in the vibrating chair, so we snuck past him. While Miranda climbed into bed, I grabbed the monitor and sat it on the dresser in case Jax woke up.

We still had at least an hour before the family started beating down our door to visit with us, so without wasting another moment, I climbed into bed with my wife.

Once she got herself situated on her pillow, I leaned on my side and kissed her lips. She looked upset when I pulled away. “You okay, baby? Does it still hurt?”

Miranda reached up for a kiss and then slowly rolled me onto my back. She took her time climbing on top of me and I held my hands on her waist the whole time. Once she was lying on top of me, her lips found mine again. “It only hurts if I’m sittin’ up. As long as my stomach stays straight, I think we’ll be fine.”

I rubbed my hands up her arms. “I really don’t want to hurt you. We can wait if you want to.”

Miranda pulled one of my hands up to her breasts and played with her nipple. The hard nub tickled my palm and I could feel a little wetness coming out. She giggled and looked intently into my eyes. “A bet is a bet.”

Of fuck. The last time I tasted this shit, I wanted to vomit. She was really going to make me do it.

“If I puke on you, I still want sex afterwards.”

She let out a cackle and pointed to her breast. I rolled my eyes and stuck out my tongue. “Stop. I have a better idea. Open your mouth, I can squirt in it.”

I shook my head. “Hell no!”

As Miranda continued to laugh, I continued to shake my head. “Ty, just get it over with. Don’t you want to know what I’m feedin’ your children?”

“Not if it tastes like shit. They seem happy enough.”

My wife did something I wasn’t expecting. While I ran my mouth, not paying her any mind, she squirted that shit right at my mouth and face. The first thing I noticed was that it felt warm, which totally grossed me out, because milk shouldn’t be warm. The second thing I noticed was that it almost tasted sweet. Miranda was beside herself with laughter. I grabbed both of her hands and held them over her head. “If you could have seen your face.” She continued laughing at me.

I waited for her to stop before I kissed her between her breasts and traced my tongue all around her pink nipple. She immediately stopped laughing.

Fuck it, if Colt can do this shit, so can I.

I latched on to her nipple and sucked as hard as I could. The warm milk filled my mouth, but I didn’t let go. I just kept sucking while Miranda moaned in pleasure. I tried so hard not to move my tongue, to try and avoid tasting it, but it moved anyway. It tasted sweet almost like adding sugar to normal milk. I pulled away and licked it again. “Are you goin’ to be sick?” She giggled.

“All I have to say is that our boys are two lucky kids. I don’t know what you’ve been eating, but that shit wasn’t bad. It wasn’t bad at all. Now, Van, well she must eat dog shit, cause her milk tasted like ass.”

“Tyler Mitchell, be nice.”

“I am not kidding at all. She needs to eat vegetables. If we were stranded on an island and all I had was breast milk, I could totally survive on sucking on one of your tits every day.”

“How romantic. What would I drink to stay alive?” Miranda stroked my chest as she waited for my answer.

“That’s easy. You could just feed yourself and I could watch. In fact why don’t you suck on your own tit right now and give me a visual. I might beat off to this shit one day.” Her mouth just opened but nothing came out.

She never let out on single laugh in regards to my sarcasm. “You truly are a sick man.”

“And you truly are the best thing that ever happened to me.”

She put her hand up to my face and touched her fingertip to my lips. After she had them separated, she leaned in and kissed them, stroking her tongue over my bottom lip before pulling back and staring at them. “I love you.”

I kept looking at her looking at me. I loved how she was staring at my lips, calling them to kiss her all over her body. “Please let me make love to you.”

Miranda laid on her back and waited for my next move. I took one of her hands and intertwined it with one of mine, pushing it over top of her head right before I leaned in to kiss her tantalizing lips. Her naked body lay beneath me; still fragile and beaten so I knew I had to take my time at this second attempt.

We probably should have waited the whole four weeks, but I needed to feel this after two weeks of feeling so broken inside. My wife was giving me her body again and she needed to know how much I wanted her. Her hand that was holding mine squeezed tighter as I traced tiny tongue filled kisses all over her needy neck. She ran her hands into my hair and pulled me up for an eager kiss, where our tongues played together even more, forcing sensations to awaken parts of me that needed her body. I took my free hand and slid it between her legs until I felt that warm pussy that had my name all over it.

Like every time before, Miranda was ready for me. I took two fingers and spread her folds as I continued to move my fingers back and forth while still kissing her. Little moans escaped her lips every time my fingertips brushed over her swollen clit. I started to move them in circular motions and found myself leaving her mouth so that I could watch myself making her come. She let go of my hand and watched as I moved down and focused on her beautiful pussy.

I separated her little lips with one hand, while continuing to circle her clit with my two fingers. As I added a bit more pressure, I felt her starting to tighten up and tremble. “Come for me, baby. I want to see it.”

She grabbed a chunk of my hair and tangled her fingers into it as she arched her body in reaction to her body going into an orgasmic bliss. “Oh, Ty, don’t stop!”

“That’s it. Come for me.”

The room filled with moans and as she let go and finally pulled me up to her mouth. “I need you inside of me, loving me, and fucking me, right now!”

I felt her hand grabbing my shaft and guiding it right between her legs, where her wet pussy waited. I held most of my weight up with my arms as I got into position, and this time, slowly entered into my tight wife. She stared into my eyes as I began moving in and out of her, savoring every single feeling that was happening throughout my body. We’d made love so many times in our marriage, but this time was different.

I’d missed her on such an internal level and being inside of her like this overwhelmed me with an extra kind of pleasure. Her hands were on my chest, dragging her nails over my hard nipples. I dove down to her mouth and licked at her tongue that was waiting out of her mouth for me. She teased me with her own, making me come in once more to feel it touch mine. I loved when she teased me. “Are you okay? Does it hurt? We shouldn’t be doing this yet.”

Miranda kissed me again, making sure there was no way I would be able to stop. Her tongue took over my ability to think and within a few seconds of her hot kissing, I was only focused on one thing.

The position was difficult to not put any weight on my wife’s stomach, so I couldn’t touch her like I wanted to. I turned her on her side, freeing one of my hands up to be able to explore. I reached around and grabbed her supple ass and pulled it into my deep thrusts. As Miranda moaned, I knew she was getting the same pleasure out of our new position. We scissored our legs together and the friction of our skin hitting became louder. The slapping sounds turned me on and she knew it. I looked down and watched myself sliding in and out of my wife. Every single thrust brought me to the brink of explosion. Miranda grabbed one of my ass cheeks and dug her nails deep into it, pulling me against her harder and I couldn’t hold out anymore. It had been too long and it felt way too good. I let myself go, releasing all of the pent up pain and hurt of the past months. I felt free, like I had my wife back completely. Something made us stronger and nothing would come between us again, because this time she would be in control. In that moment she gave herself to me in an almost euphoric state of mind. I felt her love radiating through every single inch of my body.

We lay there side by side, stroking each other’s skin and stealing kisses from one another. I was happier than any words could have explained, even when Jake started to whine from his little vibrating chair. Miranda laughed as I rolled my eyes and climbed out of bed to grab some boxers and then our son.

After running into his room and changing his diaper, I brought him back to his mother and laid him beside her. He found her tit like he was starving to death and was content to nurse while laying right beside her. I climbed in behind him and held her hand, while looking into her eyes. “Thank you for this life and for not leaving me. This is the only place I could ever want to be.”

She smiled and looked down at our nursing son. She opened her mouth to say something, but the baby monitor started blowing up with Jax’s crying. We both laughed as I climbed out of bed, to repeat the same routine with our second son.

Things were going to be hectic and a real pain in the ass for the next eighteen years, but I wanted to spend every single minute of them with my wife, because she made every single second of it worth living.

Chapter 30

Miranda

The hurt wasn’t all the way gone, but it was going away. I’d given Ty my heart again and after being home for almost a month, we were back to our normal, yet very crazy life. Ty and Conner were busy with new additions to the farm and the kids took up every second of my time. Bella’s fifth birthday was just days away and the family was due in for her birthday party.

I’d spoke to the lawyers office several different times inquiring about the papers and the custody case and I knew that what I was waiting for was in the mail.

I hadn’t told Ty yet and part of me knew he would get upset, but the other part knew he would be so happy that it wouldn’t even matter. I wanted this surprise for my husband. He deserved to have Bella as his own and now it would be set in stone for her whole life. Nothing would ever be able to tear them apart.

The lawyer agreed to keep Ty on the down low about the paternity, but he had already sent out notification that the visitation hearing had been cancelled indefinitely. Ty was so happy that he never even questioned it anymore.

Conner was the only one to know about my secret. He had mixed feelings about me keeping such a big secret, but he also saw the happy part where I told Ty that Bella, his Izzy, was forever his daughter in life and on paper. In his mind, he never needed the paper, but I knew how much it was going to mean to him to have it and in the long run it would mean a lot for his name to be on his daughter’s birth certificate. One day, if he wanted to tell her the truth, I would leave it up to him. No test could ever change the fact that he was her only father.

With my brother and Ty working so hard on the farm, I found myself consumed with mommy duty. I didn’t mind it, but as the boys grew, so did their appetites. I couldn’t wait to feed them solid foods, in fear of my breasts turning to mush. Of course, Ty being Ty, would just say he would buy me knew ones that would stand the test of time. He claimed that even after we were dead and buried, I would still have perfect tits, and then he asked if we could be buried in the same coffin so he could have them on top of him while his body decomposed into mine. Yeah, that was my husband, the weirdo nut job that I couldn’t get enough of.

Since we got home from the hospital it seemed as if Conner was going out every night. He would never talk about what he was doing, but he never came home drunk or seemingly messed up at all. Sometimes he seemed like he was in bad mood though. He refused to tell me who he was with and what he was doing. He really liked to shoot pool, so I just assumed he was out at the local bar, playing billiards all night.

He and Ty played pool in the barn some nights and Ty said my brother was a real good shot. I guess that’s what happens when you’d played as long as he had. Since Conner seemed okay, I never worried too much about him. He was saving his money and even talking about buying a parcel of land from Ty’s dad to build a small house on. We had plenty of room for him on the farm itself, but he said he needed to start thinking about long term.

Our mother wasn’t too thrilled about his decision to stay here instead of going home to Kentucky. I guess she thought he would eventually move back home with her. I mean, it was the plan all along, until he moved here and realized he could start fresh.

Conner had been grabbing me the mail every day in hopes of my surprise to Ty being in there. When he came walking up the lane holding some envelopes, my heart started beating out of my chest. I met him outside instead of letting him walk in, even though I knew he was going to come in anyway.

“I wasn’t bein’ nosey, but there is an envelope from the lawyers office in there.”

I flipped through them until I saw the largest of the envelopes with the Kentucky address on it. “Oh God, it’s here.”

I stared at the envelope and tears filled my eyes. Conner pulled me into his arms. “Why are you cryin’, darlin’? This is what you wanted, isn’t it?”

It was what I wanted. In fact, it was all I ever wanted, but I knew someone who wanted it even more. “You don’t understand, Conner. Everything that Ty did for this to happen, everything we went through, he thinks it was for nothin’. He risked our marriage and we went through Hell over it. This envelope means it wasn’t for nothin’, Conner. I hate what he did, but this changes everything. It was never about sex or him wantin’ someone else, it was all for her, it was always for her.”

“Of course it was. Did you actually think he would have gone to that girl, if it wasn’t about his daughter? You know I never wanted you to be with Ty, but that man loves you. I knew from the beginning that he couldn’t have wanted to cheat on you.”

I looked up at my brother and sat down the envelope. “What do you mean, you knew from the beginning?”

He smacked himself in the side of the head. “Ah, shit, Miranda. I didn’t want you knowin’ that I knew. He didn’t want to go there at all, you know that. When he asked me to hit him that night, I demanded an explanation. I had no idea that you two were plannin’ somethin’ so stupid, but I understood how important it was for you to protect Bella from that stupid bitch.” Conner looked down and shook his head. “I told him to do whatever he had to do to save his daughter, but he said he couldn’t do that. He said she made him sick. So, when he called me later that night freakin’ out, I helped him get calmed down. Miranda, he didn’t remember anything and from the very beginning, I knew he was drugged. Do you really think Ty would come to me if he’d just voluntarily cheated on my sister. He knew I’d kill him. Look, I’m sorry for lyin’ to you, but he was set up and I knew if you knew the truth, you would leave him and break up your family.”

I pushed my brother clear across the room and when he came back at me with open arms, I smacked him in his face. “How could you keep that from me? How could you do that, Conner?”

“Because I knew how much it would hurt you and how much it was tearing him apart. I did it for your marriage.”

I pointed to the door. “Get out of my house! Just get the hell away from me.”

I knew that my brother knew, but I didn’t know he was a part of it from the beginning. All that time, he knew Ty’s secret and never said one word to me. I couldn’t believe he would keep something like that from me.  Without even thinking, I called Ty at work. Ever since he’d gone back, his phone stayed in his pocket.

Hey, baby, is everything okay?

No, it’s not!

Are the kids alright? Are you okay? Do you need me to come home?

Yeah, Ty, I really do. The kids are fine and physically I’m fine too.

What’s……hold on…your brother is calling me now. What the hell is going on?

Maybe you should just let him explain. Then when you get home, you can explain to me why you protected him.

Is this about Amy?

Amy? What about Amy?

Fuck. Never mind.

No what about Amy? You better start talkin’ or I swear you will not touch me again.

Don’t threaten me with that shit, because he asked me to keep a secret. What is going on with you?

Screw you both!
I hung up the phone and ran my hands into my hair. I was over the whole Ty and Heather situation as far as what happened between them, but this opened up a new can of worms for me. My brother knew and Ty never told me.

For the next hour, I kept myself busy scrubbing all of the bathrooms in the house. I found when I was frustrated, I cleaned up a storm. The boys finally woke up from their nap and I watched television while I fed them.

Since it was summer, we had enrolled Bella in an all-day bible camp that his mother ran. It was three days a week for a whole month and she loved seeing some of her friends from school. She came flying in the door carrying all kinds of crafts she’s made. “Mommy, guess what?”

“Shhh, Jax is sleepin’.”

She looked at her brother who was sitting in his chair sound asleep. “Sorry,” she whispered. “I won the prize in the treasure chest today for being the best behaved this week. Look what I picked.” She handed me a plastic necklace with a duck charm on it. “I want Uncle Conner to have it.”

I tried to hold in my anger when she said his name. She loved her uncle and it was so nice she thought of him. “I’m sure he will like it.”

“Can I go out and look for him?”

“Did you see Poppy outside?” She wasn’t walking around the farm without an adult. Sure, she was basically five, but still too young to walk around a dangerous farm. My daughter was too curious to stay out of harm’s way.

“He went inside with Mimi. They had to get in the attic.”

“Why?” It sounded funny.

“Cause Mimi said so.”

She obviously didn’t know why they were in the attic, so I just dropped it. “Just wait till Daddy gets home.”

I no sooner said his name when I heard the door open and keys hit the counter. “Daddy.” Bella went running toward the door and I didn’t have to turn around to know she was already in his arms. It was a daily routine for them.

“Hey, Sweetie. Did you have a good time at church?”

“Yes, but Ben kept taking my crayons.”

“That’s because you’re so cute, he likes getting your attention.” Ty carried her to the living room and sat her down in front of me. He looked down at a sleeping Jax and a very awake, still nursing Jake, and smiled.

“Boys are stupid!”

Ty leaned down to kiss me and I moved my lips away so he had to kiss my cheek. He pulled away and shook his head, knowing he was on my shit list.

Ignoring my attitude toward him, he turned his attention back to our daughter. “I’m a boy. Your brothers are boys. Noah is a boy. Do you think we’re stupid?”

“No, but you’re my family. Just other boys are stupid.”

He pulled her onto his lap and kissed her all over the face. “You keep thinking that way, Iz and Daddy will never have to use that shotgun on anything but a deer. She didn’t understand him, but laughed anyway. “Why don’t you go clean up your room since everyone’s coming for your party.”

“But I don’t want to.” She stuck out her little bottom lip to try and manipulate her father.

Usually it worked, but he was onto her right away this time. “If you don’t clean your room then you don’t get any presents.” Bella went running into her room like a bolt of lightning. I rolled my eyes. He sat down next to me and pulled Jake from my lap. “I knew I’d come home to him next to your tit. He knows where the good pillows are.”

I scooted away from him, enough for him to notice. “I’m mad at you.”

He played with Jake’s hair and let out an air filled sigh. “Baby, I thought we were past all this. Can’t you just let it go?”

“No! My own brother lied to me. I feel like killin’ him with my bare hands.”

He laughed at my comment. “As much as I would love to see you take your brother outside and take him down, I seriously doubt you’d be able to. He’s double your size for starters and I know you love him too much to actually hurt him.” He reached over and rubbed my leg. “We have the whole family coming for Bella’s party, can you at least be nice to him until after everyone leaves?”

“No, I’m pissed, Ty and I’m mad at you about it too and what is going on with Amy?”

Ty stood up and handed me back Jake. “I gotta get a shower.”

I sat Jake down in his chair and ran into the room after my husband. He knew something and I was going to get it out of him. I jumped in front of him walking in the bathroom. “Tyler Mitchell, you better tell me what you know, right now!”

He reached his arms out and picked me up, then spun me around to be out of his way, while still having a huge smile on his face. He tried to back up into the bathroom and close the door, but I shoved my ass into the door so it couldn’t close. He shook his head and started taking off his clothes. “It is my constitutional right to plead the fifth.”

He climbed into the shower and ignored me standing there with my hands on my hips. “You’re willin’ to be on my shit list, to protect my brother?”

I looked through the glass and realized if I wanted to be mad at Ty, I had to stop looking at him naked. I turned and sat on the edge of the tub, avoiding my urge to take another peek. To make matters worse,  started singing a song that he knew got under my skin. He wasn’t the greatest singer, but the words took my breath away.

“People say I'm just a rough boy. I ain't no good for you girl.
It's a dead end street, tryin' to love me. Yeah, I'll wreck your world.
I can see why they're all talkin'. Lookin' back at my past
I've got a bad name, but a man can change. I'm livin' proof of that.”

Damn him and his perfect song.
I put my hands on my hips and walked up to the shower. Ty rinsed off the shampoo from his head and opened his eyes to see me standing there. He winked at me and blew me a kiss before continuing to distract me.

“Til my last day, til my last breath. Of everyone that can, I can love you the best.
Til my last day, I'll be lovin' you.
All the way up, til they lay me down. Six feet under the cold hard ground.
Til my last day, I'll be lovin' you, Miranda Mitchell.”
He always added my name at the end. Since discovering the song, he used it as a weapon against me, knowing I took it to heart every time he sang it.

He opened the shower door and pulled me inside, soaking all of my clothes. “Ty, seriously, the boys are out there and now I have to change.”