Chapter 206
Rowan's Point of View
Jax was watching me mix pancake batter in a bowl. He was sipping on a coffee leaning against the counter beside me. I'd gotten up before him so I could make him a nice home cooked breakfast since all he's had is shitty prison food. As I started cooking I realized I wasn't sure what he might want so I settled on making everything. Bacon. Eggs. Pancakes. Hash browns. The works.
Last night felt so nice, so incredibly nice. It had been far too long since I felt Jax touch me and hold me like that. It was so fucking sexy too. Even now I felt a dull ache between my thighs. I was struggling to keep my mind on the task at hand, which was making pancakes, with him standing next to me shirtless, staring at me. I glanced at him only for his icy blue eyes to catch my gaze.
Jax set his coffee mug down and settled behind me, his arms sneaking around my waist. "You smell so good." He murmured against my ear. Involuntarily my thighs clenched. "Are you trying to feed an army?" Jax chuckled, making me laugh, shaking my head. The counter was covered with dishes holding food.
I peered at him over my shoulder. "I wasn't sure what you might be in the mood for, so I made everything. It was supposed to be breakfast in bed. But someone got up!"
"My bad." He smirked, leaning in and stealing a kiss. When he pulled back he gave me one of those looks; the kind that says he wants so much more than just a kiss. Heat pooled between my thighs. Jax turned me around so I was facing him slowly, keeping his hands gripped on my hips firmly. I dropped the spoon I was using to stir the pancake batter onto the floor, dazed by Jax. "This all looks amazing." He gesture towards the food. "You're such a sweetheart. But I'm kinda in the mood for something else right now."
"I can make you whatever you..."
Jax startled me by reaching down and picking me up, forcing my legs around his waist. I yelped and laughed, wrapping my arms around his broad shoulders. He carried me effortlessly over to the small wooden table in the kitchen and sat me down on the edge of it. My heart was racing wildly in my ears, sexual energy humming low in my stomach. I realized he wasn't hungry for food, but for me.
An animal that had been deprived for so long.
Jax gave me a once over, standing between my thighs. I stared up at him doe eyed and willingly to do anything he said. "Take your clothes off." He wasn't asking, he was demanding it and I fucking loved it.
I pulled the muscle shirt I had on up over my stomach and breasts and over my head, flinging it onto the floor. I hadn't put a bra on this morning so I was completely bare in front of him. I'd been so self conscious about Jax seeing my body last night, but it was all for nothing. He looked at me like I was the most beautiful woman in the world and he sure as hell knew how to make me feel that way too.
Jax smirked wickedly, guiding me back so I was lying on the table. My shoulder blades digging into the cold hard wood. He sat down in a chair and ran his hands up and down my thighs, kneading the skin, staring up at me the entire time. I propped myself up on my elbows and gazed at him. He planted tender kisses on the inside of my thighs, making me clench them. Pushing up out of his chair he trailed his nose up my stomach, taking my breast in his mouth. His tongue swirling and licking at my nipple. He grabbed my breast roughly but not too roughly and sucked on it, grazing his teeth over my already tight bud. "I wanna leave marks on you so everyone knows you belong to me." He whispered hoarsely before sucking even harder. I'd surely have a bruise. It was a little painful, but in that twisted pleasurable way you never want to end.
God, I never wanted this to end.
My head fell back and my eyes closed and he moved down my stomach. I felt him pull my panties off and lifted my head, opening my eyes. He spread my legs open and I squirmed with anticipation. I wanted to feel his tongue against my flesh again. Jax stared at me almost in awe it seemed before leaning down and running his tongue up the center of me. I moaned as he continued to mark me as his. Every time he swiped his tongue upward he'd stop just before he hit where I needed him. "Jax..." I moaned, reaching for him; my fingers found his soft hair and entangled themselves in it. "Stop teasing me!" I begged.
