That made her sit up on her elbows with worry. “She did?”
Jax nodded, his eyes cautious. “She said that Gareth got into an argument because some other kid in their class was saying he had two moms.”
Her heart sank. Would this never end? She swallowed hard. “I had no idea. He didn’t say a word.” That Gareth wasn’t saying anything to her led her to believe he was giving her some of his stiff upper lip. Taking one for the team.
Jax cupped her face. “No worries. My Maizy told the kid to shut up and if he didn’t quit picking on Gareth, she’d punch him in the nose.”
Em laughed then covered her mouth. “You did tell her putting her hands on another person is unacceptable, didn’t you?”
“Nope. I told her to knock the little shit out cold.”
“You did not!”
“No, I didn’t. I gave her the no-hands-rule speech. But I really wanted to tell her to coldcock him.”
Somewhere deep inside, the notion Jax was standing up for Gareth, even if it was because his daughter was involved, made her warm inside. “I’m sorry she got involved in this. That’s part of the reason I didn’t want anyone to have even a hint about us. So you and Maizy wouldn’t suffer.”
“Hey, the kids would have become friends whether we had any involvement or not, Em. They go to school together. They don’t know thing one about us, and look, they’re hanging out at recess together. This has nothing to do with you and everything to do with my remarkable kid and your equally remarkable kid. Remarkable attracts remarkable.”
“She’s pretty remarkable.” Just like her dad.
Damn.
Jax stretched out next to her, stroking her bare belly. “So is Gareth, and so are you.”
Jax’s voice had taken that turn. The gravelly, smoky turn it took when he was turned on. “I’m nothin’ of the sort. You on the other hand,” she said, reaching between them to slip her fingers around his cock, “are a little remarkable.”
He grazed her knuckles over his chin and hissed his approval. “I’m all ears.”
Em slid down along his chest, running her tongue along his abs, caressing his chest as she went. She loved the taste of his skin, loved to rest her cheek on every rigid line along the way to his lower belly.
She teased him with her mouth, flitting her tongue across his belly button, letting her fingers curl into his crisp pubic hair. His moans, thick and low, gave her that sharp-hot pull in her belly.
Jax’s hands drove into her hair when her breath grazed his cock, urgent and impatient, but she took her time, touching him, learning what made his hips grind upward, discovering what made his breathing speed up.
He definitely liked when she pressed her breasts against his chest. He also liked when she let her hair drag over his skin. He really liked when she licked the spot just beneath the head of his hard length.
Em snaked her tongue over the pleasure point, satisfied when he tightened his grip on her hair. “You’ll kill me with that one of these days,” he husked out from above, his stomach muscles tightening.
Rising to her knees, she planted her hands on his thighs, kneading the planes and ridges, letting her body slip into position between his legs. “Death? So dramatic,” she teased, massaging the thick muscles before dipping down and taking her first taste of him.
Jax groaned, closing his eyes, his head falling back against the pillow when she wrapped her mouth around him and drew him between her lips, twisting her tongue along his shaft. She loved the feel of his reaction to her touch, loved that she was in charge—his moans always left her wet and aching.
Em’s hand followed her mouth, matching it stroke for stroke until Jax latched on to her shoulders and dragged her upward. Chest heaving, he drew her lips to his, kissing her long and hungry before easing a condom on and setting her atop his cock.
Em slid down on him, savoring every inch until he was rooted deep within her. A long sigh escaped her lips as he stretched her and she responded by tightening around him.
With his hands on her hips, Jax began to move inside her and her hips began to circle, her fingernails running through the hair on his belly, her nipples tight and hard.
Em’s eyes fell to Jax’s when he thumbed her clit, spreading her wide while thrusting into her. Their pace picked up, the shadows of their limbs and bodies entwined, dancing on the wall in the flicker of candlelight. She loved the power he exuded, the control he took when he made love to her. It was as if he was claiming her, demanding, for that moment, she be only his.
He pulled her down to him, cupping her breasts, bringing them together and licking at her nipples, tweaking them until that white-hot sizzle of hunger sliced through her and she came with a whimper.
Jax’s palms flattened on her butt, squeezing her flesh until he stiffened beneath her and came, too.