“Holy shit.” I push him onto his back and straddle his waist. In the dim light, I ghost my finger over the angry red indentations, only inches above my name.
Eyes downcast, he caresses my baby bump. “Does it bother you?”
“You and Ethan? Why would it? Unless these aren’t his bite marks,” I joke to lighten the mood.
I’ve seen them touching, and I know they love each other. I’m nothing but grateful for Ethan and their relationship. Without it, Jax might’ve spiraled out of control by now.
He scoffs. “These came after I baited him with Grant. If they belonged to anyone else, he’d have killed me.”
I bend down, ass in the air to accommodate my growing belly, and kiss his bare chest. “You don’t need to hide anything from me.” I trail kisses down his stomach. “Ethan loves you in a way I can’t, and it only makes us stronger, more complete.”
“I fucking love you, you know that?” He gathers my hair into a fisted ponytail. “I missed you like crazy.”
I trace the defined lines of his abdomen with my tongue, loving how his muscles tense beneath my touch.
“How much did you miss me?” I work the waistband of his boxers down.
“Enough to drive Ethan mad.” He lifts his ass to help me free his erection. “He practically tied me down and punished me for being so obnoxious.”
“Sounds kinky.” I wrap my lips around the head of his cock and cup his balls, massaging them gently.
His breath hitches and his hips buck. “Fuck, baby.”
Gazing up at him, I circle the sensitive underside with the tip of my tongue.
His eyes darken. “Aurora…” His grip on my hair tightens. “Get up here and ride me.”
The slight sting on my scalp shoots straight to my clit, and I moan around his length. Still, I ignore his demands and take him deeper until he hits the back of my throat.
I establish a rhythm, bobbing my head while stroking his shaft. The salty taste of his precum bursts along my tongue.
“Baby, please.” He yanks my ponytail upward. “I need to be inside you. I need to feel you.”
I release him and climb up his glorious physique. I remove my shirt, and his hands immediately go to my tits, his thumbs brushing over my hardened nipples. With my palms on his thighs for leverage, I slide my wet slit along his cock.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.” His gaze roams hungrily over my body, and then he gasps. “Your belly button!”
I glance down and smile. “Yeah, it popped out.”
He twists his torso and reaches for his phone on the nightstand, forgetting all about getting inside me.
“What are you doing?” I ask, my annoyance barely contained.
“Sending a picture to Ethan,” he says as if it’s obvious.
Throbbing and needy, I grind against him. “Jax…” I whine. “Where is he?” I wouldn’t mind fucking them both—or all of them? Too bad that’s not happening anytime soon.
He returns the phone. “Probably in the living room doing mafia shit.” Hands on my ass, he guides me over his length. “Now, fuck me.”
I sink down onto him, and an embarrassingly lusty moan escapes me.
“Fuck,” he hisses through gritted teeth. “I missed this.”
I pause when he’s fully seated and squeeze around him. “So deep,” I whimper.
His jaw clenches, and his breathing turns ragged. “Move, baby. Give me that tight pussy.” His phone vibrates on the nightstand, but he ignores it.
I lift until only his tip remains inside me, then slowly descend, and roll my hips.
