Page 215 of Remiss

“I love you so fuckin’ much,” he murmured, rolling onto her and settling between her thighs. He pinned her hands above her head and pecked her lips, sliding inside her and bottoming out.

They both groaned.

“Your pussy feel so fuckin’ good.”

Meggie constricted her muscles around his cock and he jerked. She bucked against his hold because it was the game they played. His hold tightened, and his lips curled. Powered into her, fucking her faster and harder. She forgot about everything else, submitting completely to him, fell a little deeper in love with him if that was even possible.

He finally released her, wrapped her in his arms, and rolled them over, so that he lay on his back, still joined with her. He tangled his fingers through her hair.

“Beautiful girl.”

She clutched his face between her hands, his morning stubble tickling her fingertips, and kissed him, pouring all her love and passion into it. “Beautiful man,” she finally said.

He gripped her hips. “Ride my cock. I want your pussy juice all over me.”

“As long as you come deep in me,” she whispered, sat up, and rode her husband to infinity and beyond.

After Meggie cowgirled her husband, they talked a little more and then he made slow, tender love to her. Since she was bringing some of the kids to school that morning, she joined Christopher in the shower because she’d been sex-deprived and starving for her husband’s lovemaking. He hadn’t complained. Henevercomplained and always washed her and her hair when she didn’t pin it up if she was short on time.

As she was that morning. Going into the kitchenand finding Bishop had breakfast almost prepared overjoyed Meggie. It was one less thing for her to stress about. They worked side by side to finish. It didn’t surprise her when Axel walked in and offered his assistance. Once she told him she and Bishop needed help carrying the food, juices, dishes, utensils, and glassware to the breakfast room, he called in Ryder, Ransom, and Kaia. Just as they finished and Meggie directed the five of them to seats, Christopher, CJ, and Rebel walked in. Well, Rebel limped, but she still made it down.

Diesel came to the table midway through breakfast, hurried through his food and then excused himself.

Now, the morning chaos was over and she sat in the kitchen after finishing a cup of chamomile tea. She had a full day ahead of her. She wanted to visit Cash and Digger. Smack Diesel for setting CJ up. And talk to Mortician. Last night, he’d kept his distance and his mind seemed as if it was going a million miles a minute. Although she suspected it had something to do with Bailey, she wanted to make sure. At this point, nothing would surprise her.

She wanted to meet Jana. Other than the conversation on the phone, Meggie still hadn’t met her face-to-face. Christopher told her about the confrontation with Johnnie. He suspected Diesel was keeping Jana away from Johnnie.

Meggie wanted Christopher to tell Kendall, but he told her his game plan, swearing he didn’t think Kendall could handle the shock of seeing Jana before she talked to Bash. Meggie wasn’t so sure about that. But then Christopher told her about the DNA test, the most irrefutable proof of all. If the test proved Johnnie was the father, Kendall would’ve had time to prepare herself.

Unless Bash said that Johnniewasn’tthe father and the DNA indicated otherwise. It was all such a mess. Meggie wanted Roxy’s take on it. She didn’t want Kendall to have a setback but she also didn’t want to lie to her or hide anything from her.

She also needed to meet with Kaia and Bishop. She’d installed them in their new positions and just kind of left them on their own.

Andshe needed to continue working to get Christopher back. Or Outlaw. Or both. He’d reverted to the man he’d been in the early years of their marriage, where he didn’t even want men in their family to look at her or touch her. The man who only wouldn’t kill women and children. Men, no matter his relationship to them, were always at risk.

She had to remind him that he couldnotkill members of their family and especially her sons. If she hadn’t intervened, he would’ve shot Diesel for his foolishness.

He offered to spend the day with her. As much as Meggie had missed her husband, she’d sent him to the club. He needed to get control of everything again and he wouldn’t do that if she monopolized all his time.

However, one call put all her plans on hold. She’d just gotten back home from dropping the boys off at school and picking up schoolwork for Rebel, when Celia Caldwell called her and invited her to her house.

Interesting, because she wanted to talk to the woman herself. Christopher still wasn’t Outlaw, which meant Outlaw wasn’t yet Outlawing as only he could.

Yesterday had been a good start, but sharks still circled. Meggie thought Christopher was still too vulnerable to discern whether his “big sister”, as he called her, came in good faith to really broker peace, or if she was somehow fishing for information for nefarious purposes.

On the other hand, she knew Patricia had killed one of Celia’s children to get back at Cee Cee. The real letters that Kendall had were traumatizing bits of family history that Meggie wished she’d never read.

Since she had no intention of bringing that secret to light, Meggie accepted Celia’s invitation and drummed her fingers on the counter the moment she hung up, unsure how Christopher would react.Shedidn’t want to walk into a trap. However, Christopher needed to focus on his club. Meggie needed to force the separation of club and family life as she had before Jo was born.

Diesel opened the door that led to the hallway and stuck his head in. “I’m on my way to the office, Aunt Meggie.”

She crooked her finger at him.

“I have to—”

“Now,Diesel.”

Huffing, he stomped forward and stopped an inch from her. Perfect.