Wrapping Up (Mitchell Family #4.5)(19)
Author: Jennifer Foor

"I’m okay with that." I nuzzled my lips over his.

The moment his tongue drug over my bottom lip, I was done for. His penis was probably in his pants yelling, ‘twice in one day, twice in one day’, while I leaned over more to grab his hair and pull him deeper into our kiss. I knew he was going back to that night and thinking about holding me at that party and the body language that I was giving off. I thought about him finally getting me home and ripping off all of that plastic, to finally see me naked for the first time. I didn’t just want him that night, I needed him.

Our tongues mingled together as he brought his hand down and ran it between my folded legs. With one slip, I spread them for him to explore. He rubbed my sex from above my jeans and I pushed my body against his hand. It was broad daylight and we were making out in the family car, on an old farm road.

It was kind of hot.

He pulled away and started kissing my neck. "Don’t stop Ty."

He started unbuttoning my jeans. "I’m just getting started, Baby."

Things were becoming intense and the windows to the car were rapidly fogging up. Ty wasted no time getting his hand down my pants. He started moving it over my panties, causing just enough friction to make me ready and willing.

Ty’s hot lips brushed over my ear. "Take off your pants and climb over here."

I wasn’t going to argue, so I let myself slide back into my seat and started removing my jeans as I watched Ty unfastening his belt and opening up his own pants. Once I saw how hard he was, the tingling between my legs intensified. I started climbing over to straddle his seat and I felt the electronic mechanism adjusting the seat to allow me to fit between Ty and the steering wheel.

A car passed just as I sat down on my husband’s erection, letting it slid into my wet heat. I leaned back against the steering wheel allowing him enough room to reach a hand up my shirt and play with my br**sts.

"I feel like a teenager."

Ty reached both hands up my shirt and pinched both of my ni**les at the same time. He groaned and licked his lips. "I can assure you this is way better than any kind of teenage experience I ever had. This pu**y is all mine."

I leaned forward and pressed my lips over his, pulling away slowly. "Say it again, Babe."

Ty’s hands traveled down either side of me until he had a handle on both of my ass cheeks. He squeezed them and began grinding me into him harder. I lifted my hands up and used the ceiling to push off of. "You’re all mine, Baby. Don’t stop!"

I teased his mouth until he gave me his tongue and let me suck it hard. I ran my hands up his shirt and drug my nails down his chest. "You like that, don’t you?"

He closed his eyes for a second before giving me that look I knew so well. He was close, and just knowing it, sent me into a frenzy. I reached for the ceiling again, pushing myself into my orgasm more. Ty gripped my ass hard and thrusted several more times before finally relaxing his body completely.

I leaned back on the steering wheel and we both broke into a laughing fit. We’d made it about fifteen minutes from the house and already stopped to have hot sex in our car. I started to slide back over to my side of the car when Ty let out a startled sound. I immediately turned to see what he was looking at. He had cleared a circle on the fogged up driver’s side window to reveal a police officer standing outside the car. Ty looked down at his pants and started fastening them as fast as he could before pushing the button for the window to go down.

"Hello officer!"

I kept my head down and stared at my shaking hands.

"License and registration please." I looked over toward the officer and noticed he was checking out the back of the car, paying close attention to the two cars seats. He looked from the back then toward the front of the car. "Might I ask why you are pulled over?"

I wanted him to make something up, perhaps tell the officer I was sick, but that wasn’t how my husband did things.

"Well Sir, after having twin boys and a five year old at home, the wife and I don’t get much time to ourselves. We have to seize the moment whenever we can. If you have to give me a ticket for making out with my wife, so be it, but if loving her is wrong then I don’t want to be a right."

Oh yeah, he really said that.

The cop cocked his eyebrow and let out a laugh. "I have four girls. To be honest, I can’t tell you the last time I had a whole day to spend with my wife."

"Yeah, we are on our way to get all of our shopping done in one trip. I got carried away with hunting season this year and now she tells me how much we have to do before the family gets here." His sarcasm made me want to punch him. Why did guys always find it easier to blame everything on their wives instead of saying that it was partly their fault?

"Did you hear about that fella that got the eighteen pointer on opening day?" When the man started talking to my husband about deer hunting, I knew we weren’t going to get a ticket.

"Yeah, yeah, I heard about it. In fact, my dad was showing everyone a picture of it at Thanksgiving."

For the next ten minutes Ty and the police officer talked about hunting. I played with my phone until the officer said his goodbyes and walked back to his car. Ty patted my leg. "Bet you thought I was going to get a ticket."

"I’m speechless. If that were a girl cop it would have gone differently."

"Oh, come on; let’s get into the spirit of Christmas, Baby. Don’t let some old cop ruin our day. Before he approached us, we were having a great time." He grabbed my hand and kissed it again. "I love you so much. Especially when you give me sex more than once a day. I feel like a kid at a candy shop."

“That sounds like a rap song.”

“Seriously, Baby, I do love you.”

I leaned over and puckered my lips waiting for him to kiss me. Once he kissed me back, I pulled away and smiled. "I love you too, even enough to agree to have hot sex with you on the side of the road. Let’s get goin’ we have a lot of people to buy for."

“Anything for your sweet ass.”

So after a pit stop that took nearly forty minutes, we were back on the road.

Chapter 4

Ty

Having a quickie in the family vehicle was probably a bad idea, but it didn’t stop us. I wasn’t about to tell Miranda, but I was scared shitless when I saw that cop knocking on the damn window. I thought for sure I would be facing a hefty fine and a court date. Thank God I lived in a small town where hunting and family could change a whole conversation.

It took a while for Miranda to really calm down. Even though she said she was fine in the car, it wasn’t until after we grabbed a bite to eat that she finally started being herself again.