35. JAX – PEGS FOR DAYS
JAX – PEGS FOR DAYS
Two babies.
Twins.
When I pull to a stop in our driveway, I put my hand on Ev’s leg. “You. Upstairs. Now.”
She turns from looking outside and rests her eyes on my face before she lets out an indecisive hum. “I don’t know. We have to pick up the guys soon.”
Emmett got called into Bo’s, Callum apparently forgot he had to check on something at the club, and Knox went to the bakery to place the order for our cakes for this weekend. We had already picked out the flavor, but the baker was waiting on what color to put in for the gender.
Ev’s family is coming up this weekend and a few others are coming over for the gender reveal. We did it a little backward since we know now, but it will still be fun to surprise everyone with the twins.
Twins.
“Brady will handle it. He’s already on his way to meet up with Knox and have lunch with him.”
She opens the door casually. “I don’t know.”
The look in her eye tells me she’s purposefully being a brat, and the flush in her cheeks and on her chest tells me she’s getting moist just thinking about me. She loves when I’m dominant and take control, so that’s what I’m going to do until I sink my cock inside of her pretty little pussy.
Pushing the door open, I slam it shut and stalk around to her side and pick her up. I move to sling her over my shoulder, but the thought of squishing her belly over my shoulder causes me to pause, so I just grab her around her knees and lift so her stomach is right by my face.
“Let’s go. I’m not waiting.”
She giggles, and that’s all I need to hear.
When we get to my bedroom, I toss her gently onto the bed, then yank her pants off. She presses her palms into the bed and tries to push herself to the middle. “Nope.” I wrap my hands around her ankles and yank her back down so her legs are bent over the edge. I push my pants down to the floor and tear my shirt off, tossing it on her face.
She snatches it off and laughs.
Dropping to my knees, I run my cheek up the inside of her leg, causing her to wiggle. “Don’t move.”
“Jax,” she whimpers.
“Don’t speak.” I inhale the sweet scent of her pussy and feel her muscles clinch. Even after all this time, I know she still panics when we do this. She doesn’t say it out loud anymore, but I can read it on her face, hear it in her breath, feel it in the way her muscles tighten. She doesn’t know the power her smell has over us. How much we love it. It’s addicting. Like a drug that was made specifically for us.
I lean in, so my mouth is hovering just on the outside of her pussy. When my eyes flick up, I see the tips of her breast heaving up and down, behind her growing belly, and just behind them is her face, neck craned up, watching me.
“Are you going to be a good girl for me?”
“No.” She smiles, then falls back to the bed.
“Good.” With that, I sink my tongue into her pussy and her legs clamp around my head. When she tries to thrust her hips in the air, I tighten my arms around her thighs and hold her down. She hates when we do this because she likes to move, but we love it. It’s like a mini edging, because it takes her longer to reach her orgasm when she can’t move her clit to just the right spot.
She strains against my arms to free her legs, but I press her hips further into the bed, trapping her as I lick up her center and suck her clit into my mouth. She tastes divine.
Her feet curl and press into my hips, giving her leverage to buck, so I shake my hips a little, freeing them from her, then press my tongue inside of her as deep as it can go. When I slide it out, I slip in two fingers and work her clit, her favorite combo. A few thrusts later, she’s coming. I pull out my finger and press my tongue in and lick and suck.
“Jax,” she cries out.
When she’s done, I plant kisses up her body, around her stomach as both my hands grip it and give it a gentle squeeze, pulling it up towards her breast. She lets out another moan. “That feels so good.”
I can’t help but chuckle.
Kissing up further, my cock drags along the inside of her leg as I suck her left breast into my mouth, and then her right. I can feel her eyes on me, watching me. My lips kiss and suck along her collarbone, up her neck, to just below her cheek. When she presses her head back into the bed, her stomach rubs against my chest.
“Jax, fuck me.”
“Not until you fuck me.”
Her back falls back to the bed as I hover my face over hers, waiting for her answer. Her eyes rake across my face and a smile forms on her lips. “Really?”
I nod slowly.
Emmett is still too big for me to take and enjoy, but I love it when Everlee fucks me. Plus, it works out well for us. I can fuck Emmett while he fucks her.
Before rolling off the bed to get the strap on, I kiss the tip of her nose.
“It’s been a few weeks and my belly has popped since the last time.”
“We’ll make it work, and also look at getting you a different style harness that can grow with you.”
“Jaxie poo.” She smiles tilting her head to the side.
“Ev,” I warn. “You only call me that now because of what I said to Knox at Lizzy’s wedding.”
“I was calling you Jaxie poo before.”
“Yes, a few times, but since then, it has picked up considerably.”
She slips on the dildo and looks at me, a smile falling from her face. “Shut up, turn around and put your hands on the bed.”
“One thing.” I hold my finger up. “I think I just came seeing your pregnant belly with a strap on.”
She breaks out of character for a second to smile, but it snaps back a second later. “Hands on the bed.”
Never in a thousand years did I imagine this would be me, but fuck. I love it. I love her. I love Emmett. I love it all.
They are the only ones who can see me like this.
Only them.
A cool gel slides down my ass and over my hole as her fingers press inside and preps me. Slowly, methodically. I know she enjoys this. The power. This is a gift that she doesn’t waste and it’s one of the many things I love about her.
Just the thought of her pressing inside of me nearly has me coming. The bed is going to be soaked by the time we’re done. It usually is, but fuck.
The tube of lube falls back to the bed at the same time I feel her there, pressed against me.
“Relax for me,” she coaxes softly. Her hands run up my spine as she presses just the tip in.
A moan slips out from between my lips.
“Quiet, or I’ll make you quiet.”
She slides in and out, each time getting deeper and deeper, faster and faster.
Goddamn.
When she hits that spot, my cock jerks and my stomach clenches. “Ev,” I pant, fingers fisting the sheets.
She leans forward, her stomach on my lower back, and whispers, “Do you like the way I feel when I’m fucking you?” Her hand wraps around my cock.
It’s fucking crying for her as she strokes it in long, slow pulls.
“Are you going to come all over your bed like a good boy?”
A groan rumbles through my chest as her words act like a hand around my neck. “Speak, boy.”
A tingle shoots down my spine, but I refuse to let myself come yet.
“Ev, you’ve got to stop fucking talking. I’m about to come.”
I can feel her smile as she kisses me on my side, before she runs her tongue over the tattoo that runs from my chest around my side to my back. She pulls back some, then bites.
My head bucks into the air and a growl rips from my throat. “God damn you, babe.”
Her giggles make me want to shove my cock inside of her and fuck her until she’s hoarse from moaning my name.
Before I can move, she grips her hands onto my hips and pounds into me, hitting my prostate and making me see stars. I rock back into her taking, taking all she will give me.
Fuck, I need it. I need her.
“Jax. Jax,” she’s crying with each thrust. Emmett added a couple of barbells into the inside of her harness so that with every thrust she gives us, the piercing rubs along her clit. “I need to you come,” she whimpers.
“No.”
“Fucking, Jax.”
“You know my rule.”
“Fuck you, and fuck your rule.”
“You are… fucking me. And no.” Tears stream down my face as I clench and hold my orgasm at bay. It’s like a thread of string trying to hold back a damn. It’s unraveling faster and faster.
The thwaps of her hips slap against my ass and echo through the room as her pants and moans act like dull scissors slicing over the string.
My hips thrust up and down, looking for anything solid to rub my dick against while my arms push backwards trying to claim her, but it’s no use. She’s in control. She’s taking me.
Her hips rotate as she punches in, and I lose it. The control I was fighting to hold together breaks. A scream bursts from my lungs at the same time my hand wraps around my cock and I fucking lose it. I lose control. Just the grip of my hands sends me over the edge and I’m coming all over the bed.
“Jax!” Everlee presses in and doesn’t move. “Fuck.”
“Get on my face. Now.”
When she pulls back, I take the moment, and turn around and rip the strap-on down her legs and with it a string of her come.
Before I can think, I’m sliding off the bed onto my ass with my back pressed against the edge of the bed as my hands wrap around her ass and pull her towards me. Her hands slide through my hair and grip the root.
“Jax. Oh my…. God.”
I try to lift and pull us onto the bed, but I can’t focus long enough. My ass is pressed off the floor while the back of my head rests on the edge of the bed while she’s bent over grabbing the sheets.
As soon as I suck her clit into my mouth, her legs are buckling and she’s moaning. She unleashes and squirts all over my face. I have to look away as her come runs down my chest and puddles around my cock.
After another second, I settle completely onto the floor and she slides down me until she’s sitting on my lap.
Sweat mats her hair against her forehead, so I brush it behind her ears, then run my fingers under her chin. “I love you.” I give her a kiss, meant to be quick, but she wraps her arms around my neck and locks my head into place and kisses me back. Her tongue swipes against mine as her body rocks against mine, before she pulls away.
“I love you, too.”