Blinding Trust (Mitchell Family #7)(7)
Author: Jennifer Foor

When my phone started ringing, I realized that I had completely lost track of time. I was certain that my frozen items had melted all over the back storage compartment.

Hello?

Hey, darlin’, it’s me. I’m just checkin’ on you.

I looked at the clock and saw that it was eleven thirty. I am leaving the store now. Do you want me to pick up lunch?

I can make us something and have it ready when you get here.

Okay, we’ll see you in about twenty minutes.

Alright, darlin’. See you then.

Addy was in the back watching the dinosaur show, not paying any attention to me in the front seat. I started on our way back to the ranch, feeling worse than I had before I read the articles. I was scared to even show Colt. I knew he was worried too.

Once we pulled up at the house, Colt came out to help with the bags. Sure enough, ice cream was dripping out of one of them. He held up the bag in the driveway.

I gave him a guilty look and handed him the articles. “I sat in the parking lot reading all about our visitor.”

He cocked his eyebrow and grabbed some more bags. “I don’t want to know, do I?”

I grabbed Addy out of her seat. She’d fallen asleep and I was trying not to wake her. “Not really,” I whispered.

As soon as I had laid our daughter down for her nap, I headed into the kitchen to find Colt examining the things that I had purchased. He was reading one of the labels when he noticed me standing there. “This stuff sounds disgusting. Meat has to be better for you than what’s in this stuff. There ain’t no way in Hell that I would eat liquid beans instead of beef.”

I laughed, thinking about Colt being a vegetarian. “Darn. I was thinking about changing our diets.”

“To hell with that. I’d rather starve. My kids are eatin’ good food, not this imitation shit.”

I helped put the non-perishables away and sat down at the table. Colt put a plate with a tuna sandwich down in front of me. Then he sat down across from me with his plate and a bag of chips. “I talked to Miranda today about what was going on.”

“What did she say?” He popped a chip in his mouth.

I took a bite and waited until I swallowed to answer. “She thought it was cool, at first.”

“It ain’t cool. I just want this visit to be done and over with. When Zeke leaves, we need to sit Noah down and let him know that we are not okay with him growin’ up and wantin’ that kind of lifestyle.”

Colt took a huge bite of his sandwich and just stared at me. What he was doing was thinking about something. I’d seen him do it a million times. “I love you.”

“Your lunch is that good, huh?”

We both laughed. “The house is really quiet.” It usually was when the two oldest were at school. It wasn’t until they all got home that it got chaotic. “We could go upstairs.”

He dropped his sandwich down on his plate and brushed off his hands. “We could?”

I bit down on my lip and gave him that look. “Uh huh.”

He stood up and reached over the table to grab my hand. I sat my sandwich down and let him lead me up the stairs to our room.

This was exactly the distraction that we both needed in order to go through with our day. I wanted my son to know his family. I just didn’t want him being corrupted by him.

It was going to be a long night.

Chapter 4

Colt

My wife didn’t have much faith in people. I couldn’t blame her. She’d been through a lot, and even though she was fully recovered, that kind of traumatic event changes a person. She had lost her ability to see the positive in things, which left her dwelling on all of the negatives.

I felt that it was important for me to keep her as distracted as physically possible, so when she offered a quickie, I was all over it.

Savanna didn’t waste any time once we got up to our bedroom. With no little one’s being able to walk in, we left the door open and went right for our bed. While standing on either side facing one another, we proceeded to undress. I couldn’t take my eyes off of Savanna eagerly taking off her clothes.

She wanted this distraction so badly.

Once I’d kicked off my boots and got down to my boxers, she was already crawling up on top of the bed in nothing at all. “Do you know how crazy you make me, woman?”

She reached over and grabbed my hands, so she could pull me onto the mattress with her. Once our faces were almost touching, she took her lips and lightly brushed hers against mine. “I have a pretty good idea.”

I avoided touching her and let her take the lead. We were kneeling on the bed, until she guided my body down to lay on my back. In one swift move, she was straddling my hard cock. She let her body rock over the stiff erection. I ran my fingers up around her waist, letting them glide up to her smooth br**sts. She reached over and jutted her tongue in my ear. I needed to kiss her and she knew it was what I wanted, because she pulled away, teasing me and not letting me have it.

I reached my hands around, grabbed her plump ass and squeezed it. She grinded herself into me again, leaning back so that her tits were right in my face. I flicked her nipple with my tongue, then bit it with my front teeth. She ran her hands through her hair and moved her body so that her other nipple could get the same attention. I watched her as I sucked it in between my teeth.

My pulse was racing as I drug my wet lips over her hardened nipple. She moaned and ran her hand into my hair. Finally she let me kiss her. Her lips were full of passion as she opened them, letting our tongues finally touch. The first sensation of our passionate embrace was always the same. Even as a grown man, who had been with this woman for so many years, she still got me on a level that I couldn’t even explain.

I reached my hand down and inserted one finger between her folds. Her body reacted to my touch. While still inside of her, I used my thumb and started rubbing on her little clit.

My erection needed attention and my wife knew just what to do. She leaned down and pressed her lips into mine again, before sliding down, forcing my fingers away from her wet pu**y. When she was down facing my hard cock, I watched her taking it into her hand. She stroked it a few times, before putting her lips around my shaft and letting her saliva lubricate my whole length.

I watched her tongue, running up and down the vein located in the back of my shaft. I grabbed the top of her head and held it as I felt her moving up and down my hardness.

I had to take advantage of what Savanna was doing. She rarely had the time to do anything like this and I could tell that her drive to please me was coming from the stress of what she was feeling. At any rate, I was a man. I wanted her in any way I could get. Forgetting that I had my hand on her head, and was pushing it down, I heard her starting to gag. She pulled her head up and started to laugh at herself.