All the Lies We Tell

by M. Skye

  Without saying a word, Tyree walked back down to their room and closed the door quietly. Mia was already undressed, waiting for him on the bed. Without the usual urgency, he pulled his clothes off slowly, savoring the moment. Watching her watch him, he enjoyed the pleasure in her eyes. She was beautiful. She was always beautiful.

  When he approached the bed in all his naked glory, she sat up, running her hands down his toned abs. “What happened? The kids okay?”

  “The kids are fine.” He pushed her back, hovering over her warm, naked body. “How did you know that’s where I went?”

  “You had your ‘I’m worried about the kids’ face on and then you jumped up and ran out,” she chuckled. “So is everyone sleeping?”

  He began to kiss her neck. He loved the soft moans escaping her. “No. Chloe woke up, but her big brother has her. He’s going to be so good at this.”

  “I know.”

  “You showed him how to be kind and compassionate.”

  She grabbed the back of his neck and forced their lips together. “And you showed him how to be a real man and taught him about respect. The combination of us made him what he is. We make an excellent team, and now he will be a part of that team with the younger kids.”

  His eyes searched her body, and he saw her smile widen. “It’s really happening, isn’t it?”

  “Yeah.” She pulled him down, and his hands went all over her body. “It’s unreal.”

  “I don’t want to talk about the kids right now. I just want you.” He ran his hand up her thigh.

  “Uhh . . .” Mia’s head rolled back, and Tyree sucked on her bottom lip. Rolling his hips against hers, his hand slid down her arms and gripped around her wrist as her body arched into his. Sliding his body against her, he moaned at the fire building between them. Every time he grazed over her she quivered. “Tyree.” Her head twisted to the side, and she pressed a kiss to his earlobe that made him shiver. “Baby,” she panted, wrapping her arm around his neck. “Make love to me, please.”

  “I can do that.”

  “I know you can,” she giggled, bringing him back down for a rough kiss. She nipped his lip. He let out a growl, rolled his hips against hers, and made her body start to tremble. Sucking on his lip when he moved his hips and slid into her, he watched as Mia’s mouth slammed shut just to open again.

  “Uhh, that feels good.” Her eyes fluttered shut, and her head dropped back into the pillow. He smiled looking down at her. She was the sexiest sight he had seen with her legs spread around him and her hands gripping his hips. Pushing harder into her, he felt her nails digging into his sides.

  “You feel good.” He smirked, running his hand down her side and gripping her thigh. “You feel so damn good,” he hissed across her lips before running his kisses along her jaw and back to her neck.

  “Tyree.” She tilted her head to the side, and he buried himself in her neck. “Baby. God.” She slammed her eyes shut when he gripped her hair, tugging her head and exposing her sweet neck. He moaned against it when he felt her warm, wet walls bathing him in her sweet juices. He loved how wet she got. He loved the way her body felt when he plunged himself inside.

  He loved this. He loved smacking against her, tasting the screams, hearing the raspy exclamations of sheer pleasure. He couldn’t get enough of the feeling he got when her nails dug into his back and the way his lips tingled from her kisses. It felt so good to have his hands on her. The burning in his lungs and the ache between his legs let him know his want for her had grown to an almost unhealthy high. This was his wife, his love, his everything, and nothing would ever curb the desire he had for her. Nothing would ever satisfy his hunger. Raking his teeth along her neck, he bit down on her collarbone and made her body arch toward him. Sinking farther into her, he buried his hands in her hair.

  “I love you.” He grabbed her face, slamming his lips back against hers. He flipped them over, his body never once leaving hers. Her hands held on to his face as she swiveled her hips against his. His hands instantly found her hips and guided her into their special rhythm as she rose to slam back into him.

  “Mia,” he moaned against her mouth, sliding his hands down her arched back. She gripped the back of his neck. He growled when her nails dug into his neck, leaving a stinging feeling that made him harder. Almost not able to contain himself, his hand slid up, tangling in her hair as she nibbled on his bottom lip before slipping her tongue back into his mouth.

  “Don’t stop. Please don’t,” he begged, hoping the feelings taking over his body lasted forever. Relaxing back into the heat and shivers and chills, he kissed her harder. Throwing her head back as his mouth bit down on her neck, he flipped her on her back, his pace quickening inside her.

  Closing his eyes, taking in the moment, he realized how lucky he truly was. Having her and having their children was everything. He couldn’t have asked for a better life, and here she was living it with him, sharing the best part of herself. He knew they had it rough growing up. Even with all the money and fame they still had their share of problems, but they overcame so much to get to where they were.

  His speed started to increase, and each thrust became harder with all the thoughts filling his head. His mouth sucked hard on that pulse point in her neck because he knew he was almost there. He wanted her to hear what she did to him, but he also wanted to keep it down and not disturb the children. Sucking on her neck while still driving into her caused a domino effect. Joining him in his erratic thrusts, she moved beneath him, taking it to a new level of intensity.

  “Tyree, faster,” she begged, sliding her hips back and forth as he increased his speed. “Mmm, Tyree.” She dug her nails into his back and made him groan into her neck. “God, you feel so, uhh, more . . . I want to feel . . . Tyree!”

  “Shh, kitten. The kids.” He bit down on her lip. “You can’t do that because then I’ll want to get loud and we will wake up not only the kids, but the whole damn street.” His speed increased, and he pushed in deeper, hitting a spot he never touched before.

  “Our closest neighbor is a mile away.”

  “That’s how loud you make me want to get. Just, uumm, just keep it down. Please?”

  “Mmhmm,” she moaned against his lips, trying desperately to catch her breath, but he could tell it was nearly impossible with him hitting the same spot over and over again. He felt it, he could feel it building up in him, and by the way she was thrashing around, he knew it was building in her too.

  “Mia,” he whispered, knowing that if he hit that spot one more time, she was done for, and as soon as she exploded, he wouldn’t be far behind. He made the move he knew would end it all, and her back arched, bringing her breasts in perfect alignment with his mouth. Feeling the shudders of her body, he popped her breast in his mouth to quiet the screams. He had never screamed before, but this time he let it out against her breast. While he sucked, she dug her nails into his back, screaming into his shoulder as her walls clenched around him. The hot tingles washed over both their bodies, and the only sound left was the loud panting they both tried to regulate.

  “That was pretty awesome,” she spoke, finally catching her breath.

  “We’re pretty awesome and apparently gross.”

  “Huh?”

  “I heard Kyan telling Chloe we were great parents, but we’re gross. Do we really have that much sex?”

  Mia laughed, and he sat up skeptically. “Are you serious? We have three kids. We have more sex than anyone I know.”

  “Hey now, two of those we didn’t have naturally.” He saw the look on her face, and he made her face him. “What’s wrong?”

  “Are they gonna grow up one day and not be happy because they’re stuck with us, because their mother is dead? What if we’re not enough?”

  He pulled her closer and kissed her forehead. “Baby, stop that. We discussed this, and I don’t want you thinking that way. This family only works because of you. Those kids already love you, and when they are older, we are going to sit them down
and tell them about Chloe. But they will never want for anything. Those kids are going to have a great life, and we will make it possible. Just because you didn’t have them doesn’t make them any less ours than Kyan.”

  “Why did she tell me not to mention her to them?”

  “She didn’t want you to have to explain that you aren’t their birth mother. She wanted it to be easier for us.”

  “Why us?”

  “Why not us? We love them, and we loved her. Don’t worry. You will be great. You’re already great, and I couldn’t ask for a better partner.”

  “How did I get you? How do I deserve a man as wonderful as you?”

  “You don’t.” He shrugged. “But you got me anyways,” he laughed.

  She sat up, pulling his lips to hers. “You’re such a great man. Damn, I love you.”

  “I love you too, kitten.”

  She smiled and lay down, closing her eyes. Suddenly they popped back open. “I never figured it out.”

  “Figured what out?”

  “Why you call me that.”

  “You really have to ask?” He flipped over and ran her hand down his back, and she chuckled.

  “Guess I do go a little overboard. Does it hurt?”

  “No.” He kissed her, laying her on her back. “Lets me know I’m doing it right.”

  “I thought the screaming did that.”

  “The screaming helps, but the scratching got you your name.” He ran his hand over her chest and stopped near her heart. “And this got you me.”

  “How long can I keep you?”

  “Forever. You’re not getting rid of me.”

  “You promise?”

  “Yes, baby. It’s always going to be you and me and our kids. I will love you for the rest of my life.”