Risking Fate (Mitchell Family #4)(41)
Author: Jennifer Foor

As we finished, he led me back to our bed. “Stay here. I’ll be right back.”

I laid down on his side of the bed and heard him talking to my brother.

“Dude, get some clothes on. I don’t want to see that shit.”

“Uncle Conner, shit is a bad word. Mommy says it isn’t allowed in the house.” I giggled quietly so that my daughter couldn’t hear me laughing. She was four and a half, but knew too much for her own good. Her oblivious sense of humor made her so cute.

“You just said it too. I won’t tell if you don’t.” Of course Conner was teaching her how to keep secrets, why would I expect any different from my brother. That was his excuse every time we did something wrong as kids.

“You two going to my mom’s for breakfast?” Ty asked.

“You ain’t comin’?” Conner replied.

“Nah, Miranda wants to sleep for a while. Just take Iz over there.”

Conner must have got what Ty meant. “Yeah, I don’t want the sounds of that this morning. Come on Bells, let’s go see your Mimi.”

A few minutes later Ty came back into our bedroom, still in his underwear, but carrying a tray full of food. He had cut up bananas and strawberries and even had blueberries and cool whip. “Wow! I could have come out to the kitchen.”

He sat down on the edge of the bed and fed me a strawberry. “I wanted you naked.”

I went to grab a banana, but he slapped my hand. “Hey, I’m hungry.”

Ty laughed and grabbed a slice of banana. “I will feed us both. Sit still for me.”

I closed my eyes for just a second and a cold chill hit my nipple. When I opened my eyes, Ty was circling a piece of banana over one of my ni**les, before feeding it to me. He grabbed another piece and repeated it on the opposite nipple. I glanced over and saw him licking his lips as he circled it until my nipple hardened.

A strawberry was fed to me, and as I took a bite, the remainder of it slid down between my br**sts and was stuck in my belly button. Ty took his fingers and dipped them into the whipped topping. With them covered in white cream, he covered each of my br**sts. The colder they got, the more they tingled for his attention, mainly his mouth.

He fed me another slice of banana and leaned over to kiss my lips.

More whipped cream covered my belly and random blueberries were placed over it, then quickly lapped up with his tongue. His face was covered in whipped cream as he traced my belly button. The largest strawberry on the tray of fruit was picked up and slowly drug over my hot sex. I was too big to see what Ty was doing, but as I closed my eyes, I could picture how the point of the strawberry spread my lips apart and teased my clit.

I let out a little cry as Ty pulled it away, only to taste the flavor that had remained on my skin. A deep moan vibrated off of my sex and the cold strawberry, now filled with whipped cream, entered between my lips again, this time teasing the entrance before coming out and tracing over either side of my lips again. I wasn’t sure if it was the texture, but as he drug the strawberry over my clit, I felt like I could explode. It was rough and gave me a wicked tingle that hurt and felt amazing all at once. He continued teasing my clit until I started to tighten up my body and then he would slide it down between the lips again.

My panting became apparent and Ty got off on it. He removed the strawberry and took a bite himself, before lifting it up to my mouth. “Taste yourself, Baby.”

I let my tongue slide out of my mouth enough to taste the strawberry, before taking a bite. Of course I could taste myself on it and I knew that’s what Ty wanted. His half smile disappeared beneath my belly again and I felt something colder being placed into my folds again. One by one little blueberries went, until I could feel bunch of them just sitting there. Ty giggled before shoving his face down again and grabbing the berries with his tongue, leaving me feeling empty. His tongue stroked against my clit and I gasped as he repeated it again, this time using pressure.

He climbed up to my chest and sucked one of my banana covered ni**les into his mouth, while he fed me another strawberry. I chewed it and tried not to choke when I felt his teeth dragging over my nipple. He relentlessly watched me watching him taking the other breast into his mouth. He sucked so hard I could feel the blood rushing to it. As he pulled away while still sucking, the pain and pleasure hit me. Whipped cream filled fingers stroked my clit before sliding inside of me. As his fingers moved forward and back, his thumb coarsely rubbed my swollen nub.

My body began to buck, but it didn’t stop Ty from sliding back down and licking me as I climaxed against his mouth. He removed his fingers and I watched him lick them. I reached down to touch his face as he climbed up to be next to me. His fingers stroked my clit again as his lips pressed into my neck. “I need you.”

I reached down and grabbed his hard c**k into my hands. “Do you want it in my mouth?”

He shook his head. “No, as much as I love when you do that, I need to be inside of you. I need to fill you.” He rolled my body on top of him and quickly put the head of his penis between my legs. He slapped my clit over and over again, making my stomach muscles tightened with each slap. “Ty.”

“Slide me in, Baby. I want you to feel me fill you.”

“Oh, yes. Give it to me.”

Ty grabbed my ass and moved my body down over his. The wetness from between my legs was coating his shaft and making the friction extra slippery. I pressed my hands on his chest and made the contact stronger. As I grinded against him, he never stopped looking at me. I watched his face tighten and his eyes close, at the same time he held my body still. I could feel him filling me and just thinking about it made me come again. I sat straight up and cried out into our bedroom.

After we caught our breath, Ty took me in the shower and washed the sticky fruit from my body. As we dressed and headed into the kitchen, I noticed he already had a muffin and orange juice sat out for me. He smiled and poured himself a cup of coffee. I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around him. I should have never doubted him last night. I had nothing to worry about. Ty loved me and our babies. He would never cheat on me.

For the next four weeks we went about the motions. I worked a couple days a week. and got fatter by the minute, while Ty worked every day and came home to spend every minute with us. He was quiet about not being able to get the doctored paternity test, but I knew that talking about it made him upset, so I never brought it up.

He and Conner for some reason or another, started hanging out more, doing things together. I didn’t really get it, but just figured it was Conner’s way of feeling sorry for our plan not working. Ty took it the worst. Our sex life was still pretty normal, but several times I caught him crying afterwards. I repeatedly asked him what was wrong, but only got replies about it just being too much stress on him.