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“I like it when I’m here, and when I’m in LA I think about how peaceful it is back here, but yeah, I miss home too. I really miss the kid,” he says with a soft laugh as he leans back in his chair.
He and Matthias spent half an hour on a video call before dinner talking about nothing but Avengers and dinosaurs.
“Me too,” I admit.
“He’s gonna love this house.”
“He sure is. His little face when you showed him his room here was so cute,” I chuckle. “We should figure out a way to spend more time here. I mean you can do a lot of what you do from anywhere, right? As long as you have a good WIFI connection.”
“Yeah,” he says with a nod as he stares out across the fields.
“I like how relaxed you are out here.”
He narrows his eyes at me. “You do?”
“Hmm. You’re much less grumpy.” I take a sip of my wine and stifle a grin.
“Oh, angel.” He shakes his head. “Now I know you did not just call me grumpy.”
I arch an eyebrow at him and bite on my lip, then I tilt my head in challenge. “Pretty sure I did.”
He’s up off his seat before I can take another breath, picking me up, he hoists me over his shoulder and I spill half my wine on the floor.
“Jax!” I shriek half in surprise and half in laughter.
He takes the wine glass from my hand and puts it onto the table, before slapping my ass and making me squeal. Sliding the French doors closed, he carries me up the stairs and into our bedroom before tossing me onto the bed.
I stare up at him as his eyes burn into my skin.
“Grumpy?” he asks with a low growl that vibrates through my entire body.
“Yes,” I whisper, fluttering my eyelashes.
“You looking to get your ass spanked, Luce?” he says as he starts to unfasten his belt.
“God, yes,” I pant as my eyes lock on his hands.
“Oh, not with this, baby. Not tonight,” he laughs darkly. “I have something much better in mind for you.”
Wet heat floods my pussy as fear and excitement skitters throughout my body, making me shiver. He stalks toward the bed with his belt in his hands and fire in his eyes.
“Flip over. I want you on your knees with your ass in the air and your hands holding onto to the bed,” he orders.
I roll over and do as he asks, gripping onto the metal spindles of the bed-frame. A few seconds later, Jax is wrapping his belt around my wrists, pulling the soft leather tight until he secures me in place. I turn my head so that my cheek is pressed against the pillow and watch him.
“Grumpy, huh?” he asks me again.
“Sorry,” I purr and then despite trying not to, I smile.
“Oh, Luce,” he says with a shake of his head and a wicked glint in his eye.
Then he takes off his shirt and jeans until he’s standing in just his boxer briefs and I lick my lips as I admire his body. All muscles and glistening skin covered in dark ink. He walks to the back of the room and I crane my neck to see what he’s doing but he remains annoyingly out of sight.
The first thing I see again are his feet coming back into view as he walks back toward the bed. The soft thwack of something hitting his palm startles me and as he gets closer I see him holding a riding crop in his hands.
I swallow hard. It’s just like the one I saw at the stables today.
Shit!
