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Pressing my lips against her ear, I bare my teeth like some kind of rabid animal. “I fucking own you,” I hiss.
“I know,” Jax, she whimpers, tears rolling down her cheeks.
I slide my arms around her waist, crushing her against me, pinning her body to mine as I slam into her silky, wet heat.
“You fuck me so good,” she groans in my ear as another orgasm rips through her body, making her shudder and tremble, and damn if she doesn’t take me straight along with her. I roar her name as I grind my release into her, rubbing out every last drop into her sweet pussy.
She cups my face in her hands and I press my forehead against hers as we both pant for breath. I was too rough with her, but we both needed it.
“Nobody but me, Luce,” I whisper.
“Nobody but you, Jax.”
I stand up and scoop her into my arms before carrying her to bed. She’s silent as I peel off her sundress and bra, noting the bite marks on her skin as I do. They’ll fade by tomorrow though.
Once she’s naked, I take off my own clothes before crawling over her. I run my nose along the column of her throat as her soft fingertips trail over my back.
When she spreads her legs wide for me, I slip back inside her easily, still hard despite what we just did.
“You are always ready, huh, cowboy?” she asks with a smile as she wraps her legs around my waist.
“For you, baby, yeah.”
I kiss her softly, lazily exploring her mouth with my tongue as I fuck her nice and slow.
“Thank you for tonight. It means a lot to me,” she whispers, breaking our kiss.
“I know, Luce. I’m glad you enjoyed it…” I narrow my eyes at her.
“Because it will never happen again, I know,” she laughs softly.
“Glad we’re on the same page.”
“You are all I need, Jax.”
“Damn right, baby,” I growl before I kiss her again, and this time I won’t let her up for air unless it’s to moan my goddamn name.
Chapter13
Jax
“Bye, buddy,” Lucia and I wave at Matthias’s smiling face on the computer screen. “We’ll see you tomorrow night.”
“Bye.” He waves and blows a kiss. “See you tomorrow.”
“Love you, munchkin,” Lucia says.
“Love you, Momma,” he blows another kiss. “You too, Dad.”
“Love you, kid,” I say and then the screen goes blank as he ends the call, no doubt running off to play with the twins before bed. Technically they’re his uncles, even though they’re only three years old. Matthias’ words cause an unexpected lump in my throat and Lucia looks at me and smiles, her eyes shining.
I still remember the day he came home from kindergarten and asked me if he could call me Dad. It was just six weeks after I asked her to marry me. Lucia and he had all but moved into my house on the beach while we waited to find a place together and as far as I was concerned, I was his father anyway. But when that cute little fucker asked me that, damn I almost fucking cried like a baby. And it still gets me every time.
“I can’t wait to see him,” she says with a soft sigh as she sits back on the sofa. “I’m going to give him the biggest hug.”
I close the laptop and put it on the coffee table before leaning back and wrapping my arm around her shoulder. She leans into me, snuggling her cheek against my chest.
“Me too,” I agree.
