Loving Her (15 page)

“It’s so hard when I feel like I failed her. She put all of her trust in me and I was holding in the truth from her.”

She kept staring into my eyes. “We did what we had to do. I’ll never regret it.”

Her kiss started out as comfort, but as soon as our tongues collided, it became so much more. I picked her up and started walking towards the bedroom, kicking the door open and closing it by leaning my body into it. Miranda reached over and locked
it. I flipped us around, pressing her against the wall. My hunger was fueled by stress and this was the only way I knew how to deal with it. I need to feel my wife, her love, and everything else she was willing to give me.

Miranda’s legs started to fall, so I carried her over to the bed and tossed her on the mattress.  She backed up, steadily watching me to see what my next move was going to be.

I pulled off my shirt and began to unfasten my jeans. She followed my lead and started taking off her clothes. Miranda still looked young, with almost the same body as before the twins. Sure, she’d gained a couple pounds here and there, but I never thought she’d been more beautiful.

She held up her index finger and motioned for me to join her on the bed. “Come let
mama make it all better.”

I let out an air-filled, heavy laugh and did as she requested, all the while knowing that this was the best therapy for me.

I’d no sooner made it back onto the bed when she grabbed my hair and guided to me to lay down. I tried to kiss her, albeit she pulled away, teasing me like she knew turned me on. I found her nipple and pinched it between my fingers. Her body reacted and I heard a tiny cry escape her. That’s when I kissed her, sliding my tongue on her mouth and feeling her immediately reciprocate. She climbed on top of me, shoved me down on my back and leaned down, putting her tits right in my face, by pushing them together. I opened my mouth and let my teeth drag against them.

Miranda bit down on her lip and watched me teasing, licking
, and then finally sucking on them at the same time. Her nipples hardened like rocks, while she began rocking her body up and down.

I pushed her up so I could reach down between those sexy thighs and touch what my dick craved. She was moist, ready and willing to give me whatever I wanted. I drove three fingers inside of her, causing her to gasp, before she could react any other way.

The slickness allowed me to slide my fingers in and out of her, teasing her clit all the way down to her taint. I used my thumb, circling over her pretty bud. She moved faster, rubbing herself on me harder. I pulled my hands up and ran my fingers over her mouth. Her tongue brushed against them, while she watched me watching her. “Tell me you want me, baby.”

She reached up and grabbed her breasts. “You first. Tell me you want me.”

I groaned and ran my hands up each side of her rib cage. “You know I do. I need to be inside of you.”

I tried to sit up, but she shoved me down again. “Lay down and close you
r eyes. Let me make you forget about everything.”

It was exactly what I wanted her to do. She slid her body down my legs, dragging her long nails down my chest as she went. The pain combined with a sense of pleasure and I couldn’t wait to find out what she was going to do next.

Honestly, I didn’t care if she went fast or took her time. As long as she was touching me, I felt comforted.

Miranda got to my waist and moved slower, taking her time as she brushed the back of her fingers where the trail of pubic hair began. She was watching where she touched, becoming increasing
ly turned on by the second. I could tell from the way she was breathing and paying such close attention to detail.

I spread my legs apart enough for her get down between them. I knew what was coming next, but just like the very first
time, it’s always a new experience. Miranda grabbed my dick. She rubbed it over her cheek, feeling the smooth skin of my shaft. She opened her mouth, letting her tongue protrude just enough to moisten my tip. I was eager, but remained silent, knowing that when I was in her mouth, it would have been worth the wait.

The utter moment when I felt her warm lips surrounding the tip of my cock allowed me to block out my emotions and accept a physical charge, giving me strength, pride and satisfaction.
I reached down and moved her hair out of my view, so I could watch those lips applying the perfect pressure to my erection.

She massaged my thighs while she worked her mouth. As her own saliva lubricated my shaft, she grabbed the base with one hand and began jerking me off. I kept my eyes focused on what she was doing to me
, what she was making me feel.

Miranda pulled away and sucked hard on my tip before spitting on it and taking it into her mouth again. She
massaged my balls, and then tickled them while her masterful lips worked their magic.

My body began to react by itself. First my ass muscles tightened
, and then my feet straightened. Her movements were too intense to ignore. I needed release.

She bobbed faster, moving her head up and down at a
vigorous pace, taking me as deep into her throat as she could, sometimes even making herself gag as my dick brushed over her tonsils. I dug my hand into her blonde hair and pushed her into it harder. The more I did it, the more she gagged. I wanted to come in her mouth and fill her with my heated release, but Miranda had other plans for my hot juice. She jerked me hard, aiming my load to explode all over her supple tits.

I got off on looking at her nipples and watching as my hot cum
squirted all over them.

When I finally relaxed, she giggled and ran both hands over her wet tits. “How was that, babe?”

I closed my eyes and smiled. “That felt awesome.”

She hopped up and started walking toward the bathroom. “I’m goin’ to shower and then we can have round two, if you’re still awake.”

I sat up and watched her naked body walking out of the room. “Oh, I’ll still be awake, but I might need a sandwich or some ice cream.”

I could hear her laughing as she turned on the shower. I needed what she’d just given me and it had done exactly what I thought
it would. I knew it was temporary, but at least for a little while, I wanted to feel as close to my wife as I could get. At least, if all hell broke loose in the morning, I’d still have something I could smile about.

Chapter 20

Miranda

It was nice to feel the hot water running all over my face.
Considering the state that my husband was in, I couldn’t exactly spill that I was just as stressed as he was. However, I did have one thing that he didn’t.

I had faith.

I believed that things were going to work themselves out. I believed that in time, this would all be forgotten, and he and Bella’s relationship would be as strong as it ever was.

The thing that got to me the most was the fact that she was denying the connection that she’d felt to Ty since the day she was born. I wasn’t being silly. Everyone could see it and, up until all this happened, she wouldn’t have
denied it either.

Her inability to act
right was our fault. Maybe we never should have lied to her, but being her father was so important for Ty.

Sure, we wanted to cover up a lie
, and in a selfish way make her believe that he was her father, because Tucker never wanted her.

None of that mattered to her. All she saw was us
betraying her.

I kept my eyes closed in the shower and tried to clear my head. After doing my wifely duties, I knew it was only a matter of time before he required more attention.

I had to give it to Ty, when the going got tough, he craved affection, like a baby needing his mother. He wanted to feel loved and in control. Who could blame him for that? It made complete sense.

I didn’t realize Ty had come into the bathroom until the shower door creaked. I didn’t turn around, knowing it was h
im wrapping his arms around me and nestling his head against my neck. “Are you okay?”

“What do you think?”

I turned around to face him. The water was soaking his hair and he looked up so it hit his face. Once he was done, he adjusted the showerhead and looked down at me. “I know you’re not good with patience, but you’re goin’ to have to learn to be. This isn’t somethin’ that one conversation is goin’ to fix, babe. Look, we’re a family, and I know this might suck right now, but it won’t last forever. Regardless who got me pregnant, you’re the only father she’s ever had. She knows that, even if she refuses to admit it, right now.”

“It hurts so much. I feel like my life is over, even though I know it isn’t.”

I wrapped my arms tightly around him, laying my head against his chest. As I closed my eyes, I could feel that he’d begun to cry. His body shook as he sobbed and I couldn’t look at him, because I knew I’d lose it as well. He needed to let it out, instead of keeping his emotions bottled up.

After he settled down, I took my time washing the both of us. Ty leaned against the shower wall with his eyes closed. I knew he was trying to relax, although it seemed impossible. Even though what we were going through was horrible, I had to appreciate his devotion to Bella. It only proved to me that he deserved to be the
only father to her. I hate to admit it about anyone, but I was glad Tucker was dead. There was no way I’d ever want her to know him, or anyone else in his family.

When we got out of the shower, Ty didn’t say much. He dropped his towel next to the bed and climbed in naked. I did the same, knowing that putting on clothes would be a waste of time. Clearly, his intentions to be close to me hadn’t gone away.

We met in the middle of the bed. His arms pulled me close and our first kiss was slow and passionate. I liked when Ty kissed me that way. It was more than just a physical kind of kiss. There was no tongue involved; just our lips pressed together, like he was being fueled by my love for him.

When they finally began to intensify and our tongues began to play together, I knew his plans hadn’t changed. Ty always chose sex over
cuddling, not that I ever complained. After all of the years that we’d been together, it never got old. We experimented and kept things new, so that the only thing we had to complain about was finding time to be alone. Often, we’d end up sneaking a quickie in our closet, or other places where the kids wouldn’t look.

I could tell he was getting turned on. As my hands traveled, his kisses became ravenous. “Are you tryin’ to eat me alive?”

“Maybe,” he said as he nibbled on my neck. Ty took my hand and put it against his cock, where he made it jump.

I giggled, imagining him thinking something like that would impress me. It wasn’t that long ago that he’d stood on top of the bed, swinging it around and claiming to be
a helicopter. Then he proceeded to say it was having engine failure when it started to jump up and down. As fascinating as it was that men could control
that
muscle, I was definitely not turned on. Instead, I laughed so hard that I think I may have  peed a little. Tears had run down my eyes, and Ty got so offended that he went to bed angry.

His obsession with his own penis was sometimes disturbing, and after seeing how my boys acted, I knew they’d both be the same way. Just the other day, they got punished because they were standing in the tub peeing on each other and laughing about it.

Who does that?

“It’s throbbing for you, baby.”

His sentence brought me back to the task at hand, literally.

I took ahold of him, feeling his stiff girth with my palm. After just a few stro
kes, he was giving me that look, like I was in for a good time.

I dug my hands into his
wavy brown hair, pulling him into a deep kiss, where our teeth collided. His tongue was warm and as it mingled with mine I could feel that fire between my legs. Ty could make me wet just by talking to me dirty, so I wasn’t surprised that our emotions were heightened in lieu of our predicament. Then that fire ignited again between my legs. My body began to react to the way he explored my skin, while our tongues became one as they moved around. His hand found what it was looking for, when I felt it sliding between my legs, touching me in that special place that he knew so well. It brushed over the lips of my sex, before spreading me open and allowing him to feel just how much I wanted to be with him.

He
started kissing his way down my body, taking a few extra moments to suck hard on each of my tits. When his tongue flicked each nipple, cries escaped me. I was breathless for his persuasive moves in getting me hot and bothered. Ty’s hands knew me too well. They knew where to touch me, in spots that no one else would ever know. He knew how much I loved it when he teased my nipples with his tongue. He wasn’t just sucking on them or licking them. As his lips pulled away, his teeth bit down. It felt so good and I ran my hands into his hair, holding him in place with a fist full of locks. While he was already on his knees, he softly kissed down my stomach, stopping before he reached the top of my most sensitive area. He looked up at me and laughed, while still placing kisses on my inner thighs. “Spread these legs, because I’m planning on eating my way to your heart.”

I watched him reach
out and run two fingers over the lips of my pussy while watching himself doing it. He licked his lips and the tingling throughout my body increased. He flicked my clit, sending pain and pleasure from my sensitive bud all the way to my nipples. Ty moved his fingers down and started rubbing my lips, then back up to my clit. I watched him licking his lips, like I was the biggest steak he couldn’t wait to dive into. When his mouth made contact with my throbbing pussy, I thought I was going to lose it. I felt his tongue driving into my hot spot, not slow like he’d done a million times before. He made it hard, and pierced it in me like a dick, while his thumb rubbed over my clit, applying the right amount of pressure to make my body shudder and feel waves of pure physical bliss. His tongue moved faster and I pulled his hair as I cried out in pleasure. “Oh God, yes, please don’t stop, Ty.”

He kept licking, savoring my juices as I attempted to catch my breath. It amazed me how much a little
stress could make sex a different experience. All of my senses became heightened, perhaps because we needed to focus everything on what we were doing, instead of what we were worried about.

I was still shaking
when I felt him teasing my entrance with his hard shaft. As much as I wanted him to fuck 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 pussy again. My body bucked and
soft, moaning cries escaped me again.