CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX

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Despite my protests that I still had stuff to do in the kitchen Jax puts me down on the bed and shakes his head "No. You're being inked tomorrow and that makes you belong to me, and I'm issuing an order."

I cock my eyebrow at him "Really? When did you decide that you could order me around?"

He nods, catching my smile "As of tomorrow I own you."

I tap my foot against the floor as best I can from my position in the end of the bed and he just quirks his head to the side waiting for the reply he knows is coming.

I get to my feet and take the one step between us, forcing him to look down at me when I plant my feet right at his toes. "You do own me, heart, soul, mind and body but don't ever think that I'll blindly listen to things you tell me to do."

Jax puts his arms over my shoulders, his hands resting on my back "You should know by now that I would never order you to do anything that wasn't for your own good. And you also should know that if I ever did give you an order I would expect you to listen without question."

I lift my hands and fold my fingers over Jax's biceps "Baby, I know. I was just winding you up. I know when it comes down to it if you did 'order' me to do something it wouldn't be because you wanted to; it would be for my safety."

Jax shakes his head and leans down, his lips stopping an inch from mine "I know you were winding, I can still tell when you're bein' a smart ass. But it does stand. Now, go to bed, you have a calendar marking day tomorrow."

I stretch my neck up and kiss him softly "I know, after all it's not every day one of my friends tattoo's someone with an image of me."

Jax lets go of me and steps past, a slight frown on his face "You know what I meant. And you're doing it again, well trying to."

I shrug, pulling out pyjamas from the box I still seem to be living out of, the bright pink material something I normally wouldn't have touched, but they are soft and cuddly and for some reason I feel the need to wrap myself in comfortable pj's. "Sorry."

Jax moves slowly around the house, locking doors and closing windows, seemingly unconcerned about the towel still hanging low on his hips.

I wait till he's out of the room before crossing the hall and into the bathroom, turning the shower on and checking for towels while it warms up again.

Jax comes into the bathroom while I'm washing my hair and informs me that he's locked all the doors, and managed to leave the cookies alone. I giggle under the spray of water and peer through the glass. "Baby, you may want to brush the cookie crumbs off your face before you tell me that lie again."

Jax has the decency to look a little ashamed but the grin that stretches across his face eliminates any possibility that that is how he was truly thinking. "I can't help it if my Old Lady makes the most amazing cookies. Just as well this ink is happening tomorrow; everyone would try and claim you."

I laugh and start washing myself, the sponge foaming with vanilla scented bubbles "They can try, but it ain't gonna happen."

"Damn straight." Jax says emphatically, his eyes following the loofa as it brushes over my skin leaving milky bubble trails behind.

"Perve." I mutter as he bends his neck when I lift one of my legs to run the sponge over my calf.

"Yep." Jax continues watching while I rinse off the sponge and then the suds off my body before turning the shower off and opening the door.

"Towel please." I hold my hand out and wait while he glances between me and the two towels sitting just beside his hand on the bench.

Waiting for a few seconds I sigh as a few drops of water run down the back of my legs from my hair "Please."

Jax picks up the two towels and hands me one, waiting while I wrap my hair and loop it into a turban looking thing on the top of my head then handing me the other which is quickly wrapped around my body.

Crossing back into the bedroom I towel dry my hair roughly before combing a leave in conditioner through it and braiding it loosely down my back. Stopping to pick up Jax's discarded clothes I take then into the bathroom and drop them, and my clothes and towels, into the washing bin in the corner.

Jax turns around just as I come back into the room and lean over to pick up the top from the bed and a low groan escapes through his lips. Appearing at my side before I've even had the chance to put one arm through a sleeve he wraps his arms around me and pulls me to his chest "You remember that whole thing I said before about you needing to sleep?"

I nod, kissing his chest right over Abel's tattoo "I do, I think you told me something about needing to get a good night's sleep."

Jax pulls the top from my hand and throws it back towards the box "Well I changed my mind."

He wraps his hands around my upper arms and pushes me gently till I fall backwards onto the bed, the towel dropping from his hips as he follows me up the bed, his arm goes under my waist and he lifts me while pushing up the bed till my head hits the pillows, as soon as my back relaxes against the bed his hands start running over my body, brushing against my skin with feather light touches.

It feels like my pulse goes from a normal rate to through the roof in seconds, the brushing of Jax's fingertips across my collarbones and the area where tomorrow his ink will be put on me he leans down and traces his tongue across the skin where his fingers just were, the warmth of his breath caressing my skin and making my nerve endings come alive.

It feels like forever that he spends with his mouth and fingers across my chest, never moving his attention past the upper swell of my breasts, or further up then my collarbones, other than the one soft kiss he places on the area where his name will be inked when Happy decides it's healed enough to.

Pressing my hands against his chest I push him hard so he ends up on his back, a semi-startled look on his face "You're going to drive me insane." I state, leaning over and pressing my lips to his my tongue slipping into his mouth and sliding over his as I use my hands to do to him what he was doing to me, dragging my fingernails across his chest, stomach and thighs I know he feels like I'm teasing him, but my pulse is already racing, my nipples are hard and pressing into his side and I can feel the flush of arousal in all my muscles.

Keeping my lips attached to his it's several minutes later between gasping breaths that he finally pleads "I give. I need you."

I smile and kiss him once more before slowly moving so I'm straddling him, he sits up, his arms going around my back, fingers digging into my shoulder blades, adjusting myself over him I feel his chest move as a sigh escapes his mouth when my adjustment has the desired result, his cock sliding into my pussy in a smooth motion that has my own eyes drifting closed with the feeling of completion that being with Jax seems to bring.

The slow rocking of my hips is timed with the clenching and relaxing of Jax's fingers, the rough feel of his goatee across my chest as he trails another line of kisses between the points of my collarbone and across the hollow in the base of my throat. It takes several seconds before I realise his lips are moving against my chest, pulling backwards as far as I can my back arches and I plant my hands on Jax's shins.

His eyes meet mine and he looks slightly upset that I removed my skin from the reach of his lips and tongue "What were you saying?"

Jax shakes his head and I stop moving, his eyes close and stay that way for a few heartbeats before he opens them again "I wasn't saying anything."

I clench my muscles around his cock and a muffled gasp comes out of his mouth "Don't lie to me, what were you saying."

Jax attempts to move, but the pressure of my hands on his shins makes it impossible and he sighs "I was thinking of the wording of the tattoo on your neck, testing out phrases. Now shut up."

Jax wraps his arms around my waist and manages to move us so that I'm on my back; my head is at the foot end of the bed. He moves his hips slowly a few times before leaning down and kissing me again, moving in shorter shallower thrusts while our lips are joined. My breath comes out in a little gasp when the change in angle presses my clit ring hard between our bodies, the startled exhalation makes Jax move to pull backwards, but my fingernails digging into his back stop him before a hairs width of distance is between us.

"I swear to god if you stop I will kill you." I growl out, lifting my head off the bed.

Jax smirks and moves his hips again, causing my head to fall back against the blankets he continues the slow movements of his hips while I match his movements with my own, the ripples of pleasure spreading from the constant pressure on my clit through my entire body till I'm literally a shuddering ball wrapped in Jax's arms.

His tongue swipes across the pulse point in my neck and trails up to my ear "Let go Darlin' I promise I'll catch you when you fall."

The simple command and reminder that he'll be there regardless of what happens relaxes the last thread of restraint that I was holding on to.

Crying his name I cum with an intensity that stops almost all of my brain function for several seconds. His movements don't stop and somewhere in the corner of my mind I realise that the tightening of my muscles has sent him over the edge with a shuddering sigh.

We slowly detangle our limbs and readjust on the bed, moving so that our heads are at the right end of the bed, Jax pulls me over to his side, sliding his arm around my back and holding me as close as possible, I drape one of my legs over his and rest my head on his chest, letting the sound of his heart beat lull me to sleep.