“Do you have dessert after breakfast?” he asked, moving toward the stove and pulling out a few pans.
“I can’t say I ever have,” I replied blinking furiously. Stop crying.
He opened the refrigerator and pulled out a carton of eggs, a package of bacon, and some butter.
“Would you like to try?” he asked as he turned on the stove and began to smear butter into one pan. I watched as he turned on another burner and threw some slices of bacon in it. “How do you like your eggs, by the way?”
“Yolky.”
Jax threw his head back and laughed. I realized in that moment that it was a juvenile thing to say, but it was how I had always referred to it. He glanced over his shoulder and gave me an amused grin, prompting me to smile back. Just a little.
“Come stand with me, Riley,” he said, still grinning as he turned his attention back to the stove.
I got to my feet and adjusted the bottom of the corset that was gripping me like vice and went over to him. He glanced down at me for a moment and I looked up holding his gaze.
“Is it weird that, in a way, I find myself enjoying your company? Regular company I mean; not just the sexual,” he asked softly.
“I wouldn’t hope it’s weird,” I replied back feeling shy.
“Good. Because I want today to be normal. I want to see what you do if I let you do as you wish; not as my equal, but as an acquaintance. Today, I won’t give you any rules after dessert and save for tonight, when I attempt to collect from you again. How does that sound?” he asked, flipping the bacon strips.
“Why?” I blurted out in shock.
“It’s the Queen’s Birthday,” he replied with a shrug. “I’d rather not treat you like you don’t belong when we could spend the day together as acquaintances.”
“Thanks,” I said softly.
“You’re welcome. But for now, sit down and eat please,” he said, setting two eggs and a small pile of bacon on a beautiful pate on the island.
Nodding, I went back to my stool and waited for him to unlock the drawer that held the utensils. He handed me a fork and sat across from me with his chin in his hand and a smile on his face. It took me no time to devour my breakfast to which he responded by making another pair of eggs and giving me the remaining strips.
When I was finally full and done eating, I thanked him again and he took the plate away. I waited for him to finish his obsessive routine of rinsing the dish and fork and opening the dishwasher and finally turning it on.
“I’ll give your food a moment to settle before I give you dessert,” he said with a smile, sitting across from me again.
“Can I ask you something?” I said timidly.
He raised an eyebrow for a moment, but cleared his throat, “Yes.”
I sat there kind of in shock. I don’t know what I was expecting, but a “yes” was definitely not on the list. Now I had to think of a question to ask that wouldn’t offend or upset him. What do you ask a sexual predator that likes to kidnap women and break them down until he’s tired of them?
“Got any hobbies?” I asked brightly. You know, besides abducting women and making them your fuck things, I finished silently to myself.
“Is that really what you wanted to ask me the one time I let you slide? What my hobbies are?” he asked with a laugh.
“Yes,” I replied trying to sound interested.
He narrowed his eyes as he looked at me. I watched him purse his lips, still smiling before he finally answered, “I’d rather show you. But after dessert, okay?”
I nodded. What the hell was dessert and when was it going to be ready anyway? I was getting tired of sitting there and my food had already settled.
“What is for dessert anyway?” I asked curiously.
Jax chuckled as he hopped off of the stool and came over to stand next to me, “Food settled already?”
I nodded and turned slightly in my stool to face him. Jax looked at me, his grin never leaving, as he reached down and scooped me off of the stool and placed me on the island.
“You are what is for dessert, Riley. I will allow you to touch me but do not overstep your boundaries,” he warned before he kissed me again like he did the night before.
I lost myself in his embrace, returning the kiss as hungrily as he was giving it to me. I wondered, however, what would he consider overstepping my boundaries? It was obvious what this was going to lead to right now and it was obvious that I was going to put my hands on him, but what would happen if I did something he didn’t approve of? Would he just stop like he did the night before?
He wrapped his arms around my waist and moved his lips to my neck, licking and biting, causing my heart to start beating erratically. God, the sensations that were running through my body as he moved his lips down and pulled my corset down was overwhelming. One more yank and my breasts were exposed. Jax moved his mouth lower still and took my left nipple into his mouth, licking and sucking gently.