Wrapping Up (Mitchell Family #4.5)(8)
Author: Jennifer Foor

Colt was sleeping with one arm on his bare stomach and the other one positioned over his head. I pulled the sheets down to reveal his boxers that were revealing a bit more than they should be. I chuckled to myself when I thought about what I wanted to do to my sleeping stud.

I slid down, pulling the covers with me. Colt once told me that there was nothing like waking up to a blow job. I’d only ever done it when he was sleeping once and after he sat up in the bed freaking out, he finally settled to enjoy it.

I ran my hands up his thighs to let him know it was me and I was awake. As his hands moved and felt around for my body, he sat up and discovered I was already positioned between his legs. He moved them around my body in order for me to be more comfortable and I slowly looked into his eyes as I pulled his boxers down enough for his large morning erection to be inches away from my mouth.

My pregnant belly was always a challenge during lovemaking, but my wonderful husband grabbed a couple of pillows for me to be comfortable. As I took him into my mouth I let out a little air filled laugh.

He gave me the pillows so I wouldn’t have to stop halfway into it.

One of my hands worked his balls, smoothly rubbing them, as my other stroked along with my mouth. I felt Colt’s hands in my hair and could hear his deep groans as I steadied a good pace. I never really loved doing it, but I did love how much my husband enjoyed it. I looked up at him while I licked the tip and took it back into my mouth. My saliva added the perfect friction and within moments he was pulling me up to his mouth.

“I didn’t expect to wake up to that,” he teased.

I kissed his lips slowly. “Carpe diem.”

“Yeah, I’ll be seizin’ somethin’.” He flipped me on my back and climbed on top of me. “I’d ask how you’re feelin’, but somethin’ tells me I already know.”

Colt placed gentle kisses into my neck before finding the lobe of my ear. I gasped as he tugged on it with his teeth. His hot breath tickled inside my ear just as I felt his hand sliding down between my legs. He didn’t waste any time tugging down my panties and letting them hang on one of my ankles. With no time to spare, he positioned himself on top of me and leaned down to place soft kisses between my br**sts. His fingers slid over my ni**les and he pinched them before letting go. I could feel a tickling sensation moving through me each time his coarse hands rubbed over my sensitive br**sts.

I let out a gasp as Colt entered me, filling me with his enormous erection. It took several thrusts for the pain to subside and the erotic bliss to begin. It never took me long to come, considering the size of my husband. Once he was inside of me, just small movements were enough for him to hit my sweet spot and send me screaming his name. With a house full of family I kept my screams to a soft whine as I felt myself letting go. Colt continued to enter me and thrust his body against mine. I watched his eyes close as he concentrated on what he was working towards. I couldn’t help but reach around and grab his ass, as I intertwined our legs for a tighter connection. The thrusting let off a smacking sound and soon I felt my husband tightening up as he released and fell on the bed beside me.

We’d no sooner caught our breaths, when my phone started to ring. I rolled over and reached for my phone that was on the night stand. An unavailable number was being displayed, but I answered it anyway.

Hello

Hello Ma’am, this is Benjamin Dover from the electric company. We received a call earlier this morning that your refrigerator wouldn’t stop running. Do you know anything about that? The southern voiced guy seemed very professional.

No, I have family visiting, but I don’t see why they would have called without telling me. Hang on, I can go down and check on the fridge.

After throwing on a robe, I headed down to the kitchen as Colt threw his hands in the air wondering what I was doing. Sure enough, the refrigerator was running, but it wasn’t anything out of the ordinary. It needed to run to stay cold.

“Sir, it is running, but I don’t understand what you need me to do now.”

A loud voice filled the room, causing me to jump. “YOU BETTER GO CATCH IT.” Ty stood in front of me, almost in tears with his cell phone in his hand.

I smacked him on the chest. “You have horrible timing, you ass**le.”

He grabbed my chin and I quickly pulled away. “Don’t get pissed. It was Miranda’s idea. We stayed up late talking about prank calling people we knew. I made her wait to call you, but we already got her Mom and Conner in the middle of the night.”

“How did you manage to do that and get up with the boys?”

He grabbed a banana and started peeling it. “Are you kidding? They barely ever get up. Miranda has super milk that makes them sleep all night long. Sometimes she even lets me have some when I can’t sleep. I fall right asleep on her tit.”

I pushed him out of my way and shook my head. “You’re seriously sick in the head.”

“I get that a lot!”

As he ate his banana and got on my last nerve, I started making a mental list of everything I needed to do before the big dinner. The first thing on my list was to get Ty out of the kitchen, otherwise we would all be having peanut butter and jelly.

I sat down at the table just shaking my head. Ty was busy making fun of me the whole time. I couldn’t believe how gullible I had been to believe anything that happened when Ty was always playing jokes on me. In fact, it seemed that he was brushing off on Miranda, causing her to do random pranks whenever she could think of one.

"What are you doing here so early?"

He sighed and shook his head. "Woke up with a big problem."

"Ty, I am seriously not in the mood for any penis jokes this early."

He held his hands up in he air. " As much as I’d like to joke about my dick, that isn’t what I came here for. You see, Miranda and I sorta messed around while we were in the woods and we woke up with chiggers all over our legs……..and well, it’s even on some other important parts." He got all serious while I covered my mouth to control my own laughter. Ty held up his index finger. "Please don’t tell Colt. I don’t feel like hearing his shit."

A deep voice filled the room. "Don’t tell me what?"

"Oh hell!" Ty sat down and put his hands in his face. "This is why I came here and didn’t ask your mother for the fingernail polish."

Colt and I laughed. Even I knew that when you went out into the woods you had a chance of getting those little pesky microscopic bugs on your ankles and legs. If you didn’t come home and shower right away, the after effects of them biting could be unbearable, to say the least. Obviously, Ty and Miranda were too busy rolling around in the woods yesterday to think about anything like that. I could only imagine where they had them.