Blinding Trust (Mitchell Family #7)(8)
Author: Jennifer Foor

That gag reflex always caused her problems.

She licked her lips and attempted to put it back in her mouth, like she was starving for it. I grabbed her hair and kept her within inches of my erection. She stuck out her tongue, trying her hardest to make contact with my skin. “You want it?”

She looked right at me and moaned. “Yes.”

“Oh yeah, I know you do, darlin’.”

When I let go of my hold on her, she took me back into her mouth and began stroking me hard and roughly, while using her mouth as a tool to get me off.

Try as I might, I couldn’t hold in the pounding explosion that was about to happen. Thankfully, she pulled away for a second and I saw my window to change things around. I grabbed her by the underneath of her arms and lifted her up to be straddling me. She wasted no time positioning her pu**y against my cock, enabling it to slide right in.

I heard her gasp, right before I felt her body rocking back and forth. She started using her folded legs to bounce up and down. She still didn’t know how beautiful she was to me. While my wife took control of our afternoon delight, I ran my hands all over her sexy physique. Her soft br**sts continued moving all around as the motion of her body sped up.

Savanna closed her eyes and ran her hands from her abdomen up to her br**sts. I watched her biting down on her lip as she concentrated on the way my being inside of her was making her feel. I reached my arms around and pulled her close to me again, so that I could feel her lips against mine. I grabbed onto her ass again and grinded her body roughly into mine. Our skin was rubbing in all the right places, causing a friction that sent me over the edge. I held her body firm while my release burst inside of her tight walls.

It was hard to breathe, and even harder when she leaned down and continued kissing me.

Since we still didn’t hear a little one crying for us, we lay there together in each other’s arms. Sure, we had a bunch to do before our unwanted guests arrived, but we just needed time to ourselves.

A few hours later, Savanna had gotten herself involved in cooking with ingredients that we had no idea what was in them. She was determined to make things perfect, even when I knew she hated the idea of having Zeke and his wife over for dinner.

While she had involved herself in such a big task, I took Addy on the golf cart to get the kids from the bus stop. She loved going places with me and I enjoyed spending time with my youngest child. She was my little ray of sunshine. She liked to sit on my lap and steer, so I got her situated and let her take the wheel.

We still hadn’t told Noah all about his uncle, so he had no idea that we were expecting him to show up shortly. Since my mother had heard of our news, she insisted on taking the girls for the night, giving us time to deal with whatever may happen.

Savanna took a break and gathered everything for me to take over to my mother’s house. Of course, Noah started asking questions right away as to why he couldn’t stay with her.

I think Savanna would have liked to have time to think about what she wanted to say to Noah. Unfortunately, he was too nosey to wait and be calm about it. We sat him down in the kitchen across from both of us. I held my hand on Savanna’s knee knowing how worried she was about it. “Dad says that you have to talk to me. I knew my teacher was goin’ to call. I didn’t do anything. It was Billy.”

I looked at my wife and lifted my eyebrows. “Boy, what are you talkin’ about?”

“I didn’t put the gum in Lisa’s hair. Billy did it and told the teacher that it was me.”

I put my hands over my face and took a few deep breaths. “That’s not what we need to talk to you about, Noah. Me and your mom have somethin’ that we need to tell you and it’s important that you listen.”

Noah folded his hands and looked right at me. “So, I’m not in trouble?”

Savanna held out her hands and reached for his. He gave them to her and also turned to give her all of his attention. “Sweetie, do you remember talking about your birth mother?”

“Yeah. Her picture is in my room.”

“Did you know that you had an uncle?” Savanna looked over at me, like she wanted to know she was going about this the right way. I winked at her, but felt just as uncomfortable as she did. Noah was mine and after not knowing that I had a son for his first three years of life, I wasn’t sure I wanted to share him. I realized how selfish I was being, but it was the truth.

“I have lots of uncles,” Noah replied.

“No, not them. Your birth mother had a brother. He lives really far away and we haven’t heard from him since before you were born.” Savanna was doing a good job.

“Why not? Didn’t he know I was alive?”

“Yes, buddy. He knew your mother gave birth to you. He was just trying to make a life for himself and couldn’t get back to get to know you. When your mother passed away, you were brought to us. I never heard one word from your uncle until last week.” Noah needed to know the whole truth, except it was hard to explain to a kid his age that someone isn’t a good role model, especially when they were famous.

“Why did he call you? How come he didn’t just call me?”

“Because I am your father and he knew he’d have to get in touch with me to set up a time to come and visit.”

“He’s that guy from the other day, right?” Noah played with his fingers while we talked. I knew he was curious and I couldn’t blame him. Family was always the most important thing to me, so naturally he would think that this was a good thing.

“Yeah. He’s that guy.”

“He looks weird.” He’d only seen him clothed. After looking at Savanna’s magazines, I was even afraid of what he may have under cover.

“He lives a different kind of lifestyle than we do. Your uncle is into music. He’s in a band.” Right away I saw Noah’s eye light up. This news excited him and I could feel the pull of losing him starting to take place.

“Is he on the radio? Is he famous?” My son was now leaning into the table, hanging on my every word.

“Yes.”

He ran over and grabbed his IPod. “What does he sing? I need to download the songs to my playlist.

Savanna and I looked at each other and I could tell she was starting to freak out. “Your uncle is in a grown up band. They are uncensored and it isn’t appropriate for someone your age.” She explained it exactly how she should have.

Noah got an agitated look on his face. He tossed his IPod on the table. “Forget it then!”