I wrap my legs around his waist as he gets his hands positioned beside my head. I can’t help but admire the muscles sculpting his arms as I allow my hands to roam them. I can feel every perfectly defined ridge, and I’m obsessed with the way he feels beneath my touch.
He begins slowly pumping in and out of me, gently, and I’m grateful he’s letting my body adjust to his size before pounding into me ruthlessly, but I can tell it’s taking everything in him to hold back. He pauses for a moment, seated all the way to his pelvis, resting on my balls, so I give him the go-ahead. “Fuck me, Jax. Fuck me like I know you want to. Don’t hold back, I can handle it.”
He sits back on his knees, pulling my ass up with his hands on my hips, ready to start hammering into me. “Hold on.”
With Jax still firmly gripping my hips, I pull my legs to my chest. This position gives him the perfect angle to rub against my prostate over and over, causing me to tip my head back as pure euphoria washes over me.
“Rub your cock, now.” I obey, using the precum that’s leaking at the tip to coat my hand. I’m teetering at the edge of my release.
I’m back to begging. “Make me come, please, Jax.”
“Come, Theo. I’m right behind you.” He slows his thrusts down slightly but keeps the most glorious pressure on my prostate, and I twist the head of my cock.
“Come… Now.” And I do just that. Thick ropes of come spurt out onto my stomach and chest, and it seems the view of me coming is what finally pulls Jax over the edge.
He pumps one more time and buries himself as deep as possible, groaning while his cock twitches and pulses inside of me. Filling me withhim.
He lets out a ragged breath and pulls out of me, holding my ass cheeks open and watching himself drip out of me. “This is the view I want—always. My cum dripping out of my husband.”
* * *
I’m barely cleaned up and out of the shower when I hear Jax’s phone ringing.
“It’s my mom; I’m gonna answer it.” He slides the bar across the screen, answering the call while I’m toweling off and getting dressed for bed.
“Jax, baby, I just got off the phone with Clay, and well—We’ve decided you need an official wedding. So, we’ve planned a little backyard wedding for you and Theo! Spring break, so the both of you will need to be here.Obviously.” Her soft giggle fills the line. “There won’t be a wedding without the grooms. Oh! And we called Theo’s parents. They will be coming too.”
My eyes go wide and I mouth, “How did she get their numbers?”
Jax rolls his eyes. “I have no idea,” he says quietly.
It genuinely doesn’t even pay for Jax to say no, because he knows he will quite literally break her heart. He already deprived her of an Elvis wedding. We can’t say no to a real one.
“I should’ve never given your number to Clay. The two of you are nothing but trouble,” Jax says to his mom, but he can’t do it without chuckling.
“Clay and I arenottrouble. Just ask him. He’ll tell you. But he did say he calls best man spot and that he was willing to fight Emerson over it…” She’s laughing, knowing exactly how Clay and Emerson fight over Jax.
Jax rolls his eyes, blowing a huff of air out. “They keep this up, and there won’t be any best men.” They talk for a couple more minutes before saying their goodbyes.
“Are you okay with this?” he asks me hesitantly.
I shrug. “Might as well. We’re going to have to meet each other’s families eventually. Might as well do it with a wedding.”
He lets out an exhausted sigh. “If you say so.” Jax pops off the bed. “I’m going to go shower.”
“Alright,” I say as he closes the bathroom door. Once I hear it latch, I snatch Jax’s phone and go to his recent calls. I copy his mom’s number into my phone and put his back where I found it.
I’m giving my man the engagement he should’ve had.
Better Off - VOILÀ
CHAPTER42
SEE YOU FOR DINNER
JACKSON
I’m in the middle of making breakfast when Theo finally comes downstairs. “Good morning,” he says sleepily before wrapping his arms around me and peeking over my shoulder. “Waffles?”