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I tip my head back, looking up at the ceiling and, in turn, looking right at the camera hidden in the vent right above us, and sigh with contentment.

Jax hollows his cheeks out and starts to roll my balls between his fingers. A moment later, his free hand finds my back hole. He doesn’t press inside, though. But just having him there, is enough to make my eyes cross with pleasure. “You’re going to make me come, Jax.”

He suctions even harder, rolls my balls a little tighter, and, like a lightning bolt has struck my lower back, my orgasm hits me faster than it ever has.

It’s so intense it feels like I come for minutes and not just seconds, and I ride that wave over and over again until it washes me up on shore. But instead of it being the beautiful beach, I’m somewhere even better. In my home, with my husband.

With Jackson.

Jax stands before me with a smile so raw, so pure, that it almost makes me fall back to my knees. Because it’s a smile I haven’t seen on his face since I saw him in the grocery store when he got back from being in Montana over the summer. The summer he learned how to live without me. To be happywithout me. But now… now he’s here. And I finally get to bask in that happiness, because I get to witness it right in front of me.

I am now a part of his happiness.

What’s more… he’s letting me be.

Or Nah (feat. The Weeknd, Wiz Khalifa, & DJ Mustard) - Remix - Ty Dolla $ign, The Weeknd, Wiz Khalifa, & DJ Mustard

CHAPTER39

THE LOOK.

JACKSON

“Ithink I might throw up,” I say as Theo and I walk down the hallway toward Coach Taylor’s office.

“That makes two of us—Wait, I thought you were okay with all of this?” Theo stops in his tracks next to me, grabs my arm, and looks at me in a panic. “You can’t freak out. You’ve been the calm one. We told our parents. We told Bridget andthisis when you decide to panic? Only one of us is allowed to panic at a time. I might lose my job. The panic is mine. You can’t panic, Jackson?—”

“Theo!” I give his shoulders a firm shake.

Holy shit is this what I sounded like yesterday?

“If you say the word panic one more time I might slap you. Take a fucking breath.”

He nods feverishly. “Right. Yeah. Okay.”

“I just meant that I don’t want him to give methe look. Clay was always on the receiving end of that one. I’ve always been the favorite.” I beam with pride for a split second, and Theo just rolls his eyes. “I’ve never been able to handle it. Anytime Mom or Dad gave methe lookI folded faster than a card table at a frat party.”

“Jax… if anyone is going to getthe lookit’s probably going to be me.”

I think about it for a second. “Oh yeah, you’re probably right. Okay, let’s go.”

“Thanks for that,” he mumbles before following me.

“You’re welcome.”

“You’re a dick,” he snaps, even though I know there’s no real heat behind it.

“You sure like sucking my dick,” I murmur to myself.

“What was that?”

“Nothing!” The two of us stop in front of Coach’s door, and despite my best attempts to lighten the mood, I can tell Theo really is about to lose it. So before I knock on the door, I whisper softly, “It’s going to be fine. Whatever happens in here we will deal with it,together.”

“I know,” he whispers.

Reaching out, I brush the back of his hand with my fingertip before knocking on the door. “Come on in, boys,” Coach’s voice booms. “I didn’t expect you guys for a little bit yet so just give me one second to get the tapes pulled up.”

I push the door open and peek my head in. “Hey, Coach, Austin actually isn’t here yet, but umm… well, we wanted to talk to you.”

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