Risking Fate

by Jennifer Foor

  I smiled, knowing darn well he wasn’t going to win. Jake was already starting to dose. “Good luck with that.”

  Five minutes passed and neither of our sons were asleep. Ty stood up and walked over to my chair with Jax in his arms. He let his knees touch mine. I looked up at him watching me. “Unzip the jacket.”

  “I’m holding my son.”

  “I just want a peek, not the whole tit. I want to be hard as a rock for when you get started.” He winked and started pacing around the room, shooting me quick glances as he swayed Jax around.

  I unzipped my jacket back down enough for him to see the side of the breast. I kept looking down to Jake and hoping that he would finally be asleep. Ty’s eyes were like magic to my private skin. He bit his lip as his vision tried to see past the fabric. I suddenly realized that it was distracting him from concentrating on Jax. With Jake closing his eyes more frequently, I stood up and laid him down in his crib. I put his pacifier in his mouth and within seconds he was fast asleep. I threw Ty a wave as I approached the door frame and slowly unzipped my whole jacket. I took both sides in my hand and flashed him both of my breasts. He smiled and shook his head. I no sooner turned around to head to our bedroom, when I ran right into my brother. He was in his boxers walking toward the bathroom. I covered myself as soon as it happened, but it was too late.

  “Jesus Christ, Randa, cover yourself up. Oh my God, I just saw your tits.” He ran into the bathroom and shut the door behind him. I turned around the see Ty standing in the hallway laughing his ass off. Poor Jax was starting to cry again, but Ty couldn’t stop himself.

  I was so embarrassed to see my brother again that I turned around and went straight to my bedroom. I expected my husband to come in right after me, but I ended up falling asleep waiting for him.

  The boys must have been exhausted, because the next time the monitor went off; it was six in the morning. I went to get up and felt Ty’s strong arms holding me down. He started to stir and I got him adjusted so I could get to the boys before they woke up everyone. I knew they were both hungry, so I leaned in and gently grabbed one of them at a time. When they got a little bigger they were going to have to take turns. I needed to get the boys back to sleep before Ty woke up; because there was something pressing I needed to do before it was too late. I nursed the twins for about twenty minutes before they both finished. They may have been little, but they were hungry little guys. While Jax fell back to sleep, Jake stayed awake. I got him changed into clothes for the day and we headed out to the kitchen. Ty had installed a little computer area in the kitchen to manage the bills and do anything else we needed to do for the farm. I found the hidden paternity papers and fed them into the scanner. I couldn’t believe how official they were. Once I got them scanned, I pulled up the lawyer’s information and faxed them over with a little note. He’d known about my accident and told us not to even worry about a court date. He’d been so busy with a local case that he had postponed all of his other hearings anyway.

  When I heard someone coming in, I closed out the computer and hid the papers again. I wanted to tell Ty about Heather giving them to me, but after all we had gone through, I didn’t want him knowing she’d actually done something descent until I knew they were really going to work. We’d falsified documents to secure our daughters safety. My husband basically slept with the devil herself to get them and if they actually got his name on that birth certificate, maybe it wouldn’t burn so bad.

  Conner walked past me and waved to Jake. “Hey, Buddy.”

  He said nothing to me.

  “It was just skin, Conner.”

  He made himself coffee and turned to face me as it brewed. “I refuse to talk to you about this. In fact, please don’t ever bring it up again. I’d rather be blind then to keep seeing your tits touching me. Oh God, it’s nasty.”

  “Would you feel better if I saw your package?”

  “Are you on crack? I’m pretty damn sure I’m goin’ to need to seek medical assistance for erectile dysfunction now.” He looked devastated.

  “You’re stupid. It was just skin.”

  Ty came walking into the kitchen in just pajama pants. He leaned down and kissed me before reaching for a coffee cup. Without saying a word he pushed Conner out of the way of the still brewing pot. “I need this more than you, Dude.”

  Conner pushed Ty away. “After seeing my sister’s tits last night, I didn’t get much sleep.”

  Ty leaned against the counter and took me in. I smiled back at him and heard my brother clearing his throat. “You two seem different, better even.”

  Ty never stopped looking at me. “We are. She had a late night craving for some grade A meat.”

  Conner crossed his arms and shook his head. “You two are both sick in the head. You deserve each other.”

  “He’s just joking, Conner. He knows he was the one chowing down last night.”

  Ty put his fist up to his face and burst into laughter, while my brother threw his arms in the air and walked out of the kitchen. “I’ll get coffee in the farm house, you sick bitches.”

  It was so good to laugh with Ty. He’d been so serious lately. I was so nervous about the paternity issue, but since we were reconnecting, I knew I shouldn’t bring it up.

  Our lawyer was a really nice guy who was rooting for Ty to be the father of Bella. He said if the results were in our favor, he would petition the courts and have his name added to her birth certificate. We were breaking the law, but Tucker was dead and Ty was the only father she’d ever had. His mother was more of a criminal than her son and I didn’t want my daughter to ever know them. It was my choice.

  I could only pray to God that I would never need anything medically for her that would require us to involve them. I believed that God was good and he would always protect my children, even from evil people.

  Ty poured a cup of coffee, but handed it over to me. “First cup goes to my wife.”

  “Thank you.” I sipped on it while he made his cup.

  “So, before the house fills with people, what do you say we kick everyone out and make out all day long?”

  You have no idea how much I want your lips on me.

  “It’s a great idea, but I don’t think it will fly well.”

  “Well, you got rid of Conner already.” He laughed and looked down at Jake. “I think this little guy is trying to hog his mommy for himself.”

  I played with Jake’s brown head of hair. His eyes were still a dark gray and I was pretty sure, I knew what color they were going to be. Since they were identical twins, it made me smile that they could both look like their father. To me, Ty was gorgeous. “Are you jealous, Babe?”

  “Nah, I look at it like he’s a part of me and that means that it’s kind of like you’re with me anyway. Now, if they keep pulling what they did last night, I may start to get jealous. You know the key to a good marriage is a blow job a day.” He took a sip of coffee and never laughed.

  “I’m guessin’ that survey was created by you and answered by only you.”

  He raised his eyebrows. “I’m a very smart man.”

  “Smart ass, maybe.”

  “Same difference.” He walked over to the refrigerator and looked inside. “I hope Moms having breakfast at her house, cause all we have to eat is junk from the party last night.”

  “I should probably get a shower then.” Ty stood up straight and shut the refrigerator. He held his hands out for me to hand him Jake. I stood up and started walking out of the kitchen.

  As I rounded the corner I heard him talking to our son. “I think it’s about time you tried out your vibrating seat. Mommy’s going to need some help washing her fine ass.”

  Chapter 29

  Ty

  A chance to shower with my wife…you bet your ass I took it.

  By the time I got Jake situated in his chair, grabbed the baby monitor and removed my clothes, Miranda was already in the shower. I looked through the glass doors and took in how perfect she was. Sure, she had a lit
tle bump from being pregnant, but she was still tiny everywhere else. I watched her letting the water run down her head and over her back, then finally traveling down her shiny ass cheeks.

  I felt myself growing as I stood there mind-fucking my wife. It’d been so long since we’d had sex that my rock hard penis was acting like it had a magnetic attraction to Miranda’s naked body. I think I could have chained myself to the wall and my dick would have found a way into that shower.

  She knew I had come in behind her, so she never even flinched when my hands reached around her waist. I turned her around and got excited when she wrapped her arms around my neck. “I want you more than our first time.” Hearing her say those words made my dick jump. She felt it and giggled into my face. “I think it missed you.”

  She licked my bottom lip and pulled away. “Mmm, where does it want to visit first?”

  This was the perfect woman.

  “It’s open to suggestions.” Miranda slowly pushed me back against the shower wall. I let my hands fall down to her hips and when I got close to her staples, she flinched.

  “You okay?”

  “Say my name Ty.”

  Huh? “Miranda.”

  She slowly sat down on the shower seat and kissed around my navel. “My whole name.”

  When her hand grabbed the shaft to my hard cock, it drove me nuts. I dug my hands into her hair, as she licked the tip and let a strand of spit drag from her tongue. “Oh shit, Miranda, Miranda Mitchell.”

  She licked it several more times before finally staring right at me and shoving it into her perfect mouth. I watched her cheeks moving as she sucked hard and fast. Her strokes became vigorous and the longer she sucked the more she got into it. When her mouth got tired, she’d remove it and jerk me off until she could take it back in again. I watched her stroke me with two hands, moving them against each other. I moved the shower head away from us, so her spit made it slippery.

  While she continued with her rapid hand motion, she ducked down and licked my balls. When I threw my head back, I felt her suck them into her little mouth. She moaned and I could feel it through my whole body. She kept doing it, while her hands squeezed my shaft until it almost hurt. As my dick began to jerk, Miranda released my balls and started to take me back into her eager mouth, but I squatted down and kissed her instead. I’d waited too long to waste my nut like that. I wanted my wife. “Is it too soon?”

  “Would you rather I used a vibrator?” Her teasing words made me jealous. I wasn’t sharing that pussy with anything.

  “I don’t want to hurt you.” I didn’t, but I needed to be inside of her before I busted my load all over her leg. In my moment of weakness, I picked my wife up and pressed her against the shower wall. She wrapped her legs around my waist and I drove myself inside of her. It felt so good that I just stayed still for a second, trying to get over the overwhelming happiness I felt from being with her again.

  “Ty….”

  “Yeah, Baby?”

  She buried her head into my neck and started biting on my ear lobe, but immediately her body tensed. “Stop!”

  I froze thinking she was reconsidering being with me. Instant fear washed over me as I held my wife tight against my body. “What’s wrong?”

  Please don’t say it’s me.

  “It hurts my stomach. Maybe it would be better if I laid flat.” I sat my wife down slowly and practically ran out of the shower with full wood leading the way. I could have hung two towels on that bitch and it wouldn’t have budged.

  Jake was fast asleep in the vibrating chair, so we snuck past him. While Miranda climbed into bed, I grabbed the monitor and sat it on the dresser in case Jax woke up.

  We still had at least an hour before the family started beating down our door to visit with us, so without wasting another moment, I climbed into bed with my wife.

  Once she got herself situated on her pillow, I leaned on my side and kissed her lips. She looked upset when I pulled away. “You okay, Baby? Does it still hurt?”

  Miranda reached up for a kiss and then slowly rolled me onto my back. She took her time climbing on top of me and I held my hands on her waist the whole time. Once she was lying on top of me, her lips found mine again. “It only hurts if I’m sittin’ up. As long as my stomach stays straight, I think we’ll be fine.”

  I rubbed my hands up her arms. “I really don’t want to hurt you. We can wait if you want to.”

  Miranda pulled one of my hands up to her breasts and played with her nipple. The hard nub tickled my palm and I could feel a little wetness coming out. She giggled and looked intently into my eyes. “A bet is a bet.”

  Of fuck. The last time I tasted this shit, I wanted to vomit. She was really going to make me do it.

  “If I puke on you, I still want sex afterwards.”

  She let out a cackle and pointed to her breast. I rolled my eyes and stuck out my tongue. “Stop. I have a better idea. Open your mouth, I can squirt in it.”

  I shook my head. “Hell no!”

  As Miranda continued to laugh, I continued to shake my head. “Ty, just get it over with. Don’t you want to know what I’m feedin’ your children?”

  “Not if it tastes like shit. They seem happy enough.”

  My wife did something I wasn’t expecting. While I ran my mouth, not paying her any mind, she squirted that shit right at my mouth and face. The first thing I noticed was that it felt warm, which totally grossed me out, because milk shouldn’t be warm. The second thing I noticed was that it almost tasted sweet. Miranda was beside herself with laughter. I grabbed both of her hands and held them over her head. “If you could have seen your face.” She continued laughing at me.

  I waited for her to stop before I kissed her between her breasts and traced my tongue all around her pink nipple. She immediately stopped laughing.

  Fuck it, if Colt can do this shit, so can I.

  I latched on to her nipple and sucked as hard as I could. The warm milk filled my mouth, but I didn’t let go. I just kept sucking while Miranda moaned in pleasure. I tried so hard not to move my tongue, to try and avoid tasting it, but it moved anyway. It tasted sweet almost like adding sugar to normal milk. I pulled away and licked it again. “Are you goin’ to be sick?” She giggled.

  “All I have to say is that our boys are two lucky kids. I don’t know what you’ve been eating, but that shit wasn’t bad. It wasn’t bad at all. Now Van, well she must eat dog shit, cause her milk tasted like ass.”

  “Tyler Mitchell, be nice.”

  “I am not kidding at all. She needs to eat vegetables. If we were stranded on an island and all I had was breast milk, I could totally survive on sucking on one of your tits every day.”

  “How romantic. What would I drink to stay alive?” Miranda stroked my chest as she waited for my answer.

  “That’s easy. You could just feed yourself and I could watch. In fact why don’t you suck on your own tit right now and give me a visual. I might beat off to this shit one day.” Her mouth just opened but nothing came out.

  She never let out on single laugh in regards to my sarcasm. “You truly are a sick man.”

  “And you truly are the best thing that ever happened to me.”

  She put her hand up to my face and touched her fingertip to my lips. After she had them separated, she leaned in and kissed them, stroking her tongue over my bottom lip before pulling back and staring at them. “I love you.”

  I kept looking at her looking at me. I loved how she was staring at my lips, calling them to kiss her all over her body. “Please let me make love to you.”

  Miranda laid on her back and waited for my next move. I took one of her hands and intertwined it with one of mine, pushing it over top of her head right before I leaned in to kiss her tantalizing lips. Her naked body lay beneath me; still fragile and beaten so I knew I had to take my time at this second attempt.

  We probably should have waited the whole four weeks, but I needed to feel this after two weeks of feeling so broken inside. My
wife was giving me her body again and she needed to know how much I wanted her. Her hand that was holding mine squeezed tighter as I traced tiny tongue filled kisses all over her needy neck. She ran her hands into my hair and pulled me up for an eager kiss, where our tongues played together even more, forcing sensations to awaken parts of me that needed her body. I took my free hand and slid it between her legs until I felt that warm pussy that had my name all over it.

  Like every time before, Miranda was ready for me. I took two fingers and spread her folds as I continued to move my fingers back and forth while still kissing her. Little moans escaped her lips every time my fingertips brushed over her swollen clit. I started to move them in circular motions and found myself leaving her mouth so that I could watch myself making her come. She let go of my hand and watched as I moved down and focused on her beautiful pussy.

  I separated her little lips with one hand, while continuing to circle her clit with my two fingers. As I added a bit more pressure, I felt her starting to tighten up and tremble. “Come for me, Baby. I want to see it.”

  She grabbed a chunk of my hair and tangled her fingers into it as she arched her body in reaction to her body going into an orgasmic bliss. “Oh, Ty, don’t stop!”

  “That’s it. Come for me.”

  The room filled with moans and as she let go and finally pulled me up to her mouth. “I need you inside of me, loving me, and fucking me, right now!”

  I felt her hand grabbing my shaft and guiding it right between her legs, where her wet pussy waited. I held most of my weight up with my arms as I got into position, and this time, slowly entered into my tight wife. She stared into my eyes as I began moving in and out of her, savoring every single feeling that was happening throughout my body. We’d made love so many times in our marriage, but this time was different.

  I’d missed her on such an internal level and being inside of her like this overwhelmed me with an extra kind of pleasure. Her hands were on my chest, dragging her nails over my hard nipples. I dove down to her mouth and licked at her tongue that was waiting out of her mouth for me. She teased me with her own, making me come in once more to feel it touch mine. I loved when she teased me. “Are you okay? Does it hurt? We shouldn’t be doing this yet.”