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His shadow springs upright, visible only in the weak glow seeping from under the door. “You got a fucking problem?”
“Did you miss me, asshole? Don’t wake her.”
“You’re lucky.” He flops back down. “Your size is similar to someone else.”
I set my bag down on the opposite side of the bed.
Aurora moves toward Jackson, always searching for a body to snuggle with. I kick off my shoes and strip to my boxer briefs, my dick already excited.
I pull down the blanket and creep into bed. Fuck, just her smell has me throbbing. “You need to find another room.”
“All the rooms are taken. You’ll have to live with blue balls.”
“Doubtful, cockblock.”
She’s lying on her side, sharing a pillow with him, her leg bent over his.
I brush her hair aside and kiss her nape.
“Jax,” she whines with a hint of annoyance.
I silently laugh, my chest shaking, and trail kisses along the curve of her shoulder.
She pushes her ass back. “We just finished.”
“Did you now?” I rumble, low and deep.
She stiffens then whirls towards me. “You’re home?”
“I’m home, baby.”
Her arms encircle my neck, her lips finding mine.Thisis my home. New York. LA. On the road. It doesn’t matter, as long as I have her.
“How?”
“Hopped on a jet right after the game. Did you think I’d let you get away with those lingerie pics?”
“That’s one expensive booty call,” a voice grumbles behind her.
I tangle my fingers in her hair. “Ignore him. Kiss me.”
She does, and our tongues intertwine, punctuated by her soft moans.
I withdraw and peck her lips, unable to stop. “You feeling okay?”
“Sandwiched between you two? Better than ever.”
I grasp her thigh and guide her knee over my hip, pressing my needy erection against her. “I missed you.”
She nips my bottom lip. “I see.”
“Ugh,” Jax groans with exaggeration. “You’re not gonna let me sleep, are you?”
“Nope,” I reply between kisses.
“Fine,” he huffs with feigned reluctance. “Might as well join you.”
“Don’t say it like you weren’t going to.”