Pulling a wooden chair to the table, Jax gestured for me to sit.
"Ladies first," he encouraged.
"Thanks," I replied and took a seat before he went back to grab chairs for him and Connor.
After a moment's grace, we dived right into the food, and I'd never eaten so fast. I couldn’t recall the last time I ate pasta, but the sauce was addicting with a calming effect that intrigued me.
It was kind of like drinking but without the tipsy, drunk state of mind. I was finished before both of them, leaving Connor in a chuckling fit before he went and grabbed seconds for all of us.
The pasta in combination with the toasted French bread with butter was simply tremendous, and Jax had to force me to try and not steal his bread.
"Sweetheart, you're going to get a stomach ache if you eat so much."
"It's worth it for this bread," I concluded, but decided to take a break and sip on the margaritas Connor made us.
"Guess that means you guys love it?" Connor concluded as he relaxed against his seat, his plate wiped clean. Even the sauce was gone, and I swear I hadn't seen him lick the damn plate.
"How did you clean your plate like that?!" I countered, which made his eyes sparkle in pure amusement.
"It's all about the tongue, baby," he replied.
"Well, fuck. Why can't you do that down under?" The words left me before I even fathomed my thought process, which left Jax and Connor grinning so widely, I was a blushing mess in a matter of five solid seconds.
"I didn't say that! It was...uh...Marianna! Yes! It was her!"
Liar, liar, pants on fire.
How do you even know that?
Past. Present. Same rhymes over the centuries.
"Sure it was," Jax replied and we watched his eyes go pure black before he leaned further back in his chair to admire me.
"Hello, sexy. I'll gladly lick you until you're begging for me to stop."
I gave Jaxsin a look before I moved my gaze to Connor.
"Connor! I choose you!" I pointed to him and then back to Jaxsin, who seemed unbothered. "Use your special attack! Kissing bomb!"
"You aren't actually serious now." Connor was on the verge of losing it as he snickered.
"I'm serious!" I huffed in frustration, feeling embarrassed. "I'm your queen! You’re supposed to do what I say!"
"Ya, Connor. Lick her up and leave nothing behind," Jaxsin hummed in delight. Connor sighed and got up, which made Jaxsin frown as he stilled in his leaning motion. "Come near me and I'll destroy you."
"Ya, ya," Connor replied and with a flick of his wrist, Jaxsin was falling right back into his chair. "OW! Fucker!"
Now I lost it as I pointed at Jaxsin and laughed. "OH! Secret move! Flick your ass down!"
Jaxsin sat up and glared at me while Connor was laughing at his facial expression.
"I really pissed you off, huh?" Connor concluded.
Jaxsin didn't say anything as he sat there sulking like someone came and rampaged through his birthday party.
With a mischievous smirk, I walked over to where he was sitting and lowered onto his lap. His eyes went from furious to wide with surprise. I was sure my eyes bled to black as I pressed my breasts right against his chest while wrapping my arms around his neck.
"If you're going to sit there like a coward and sulk, you should get right into proving who can lick me right up," I purred with Marianna's energy riding through me.
His face went so red, I giggled seductively and literally licked the side of his face while grinding my lower half against his groin. He groaned before tsking at me in annoyance.
"Leave me alone." Then he was gone as Jax was left to blink and take in my position. "Hmm. I'm not sure if this is a good or bad thing."
Connor chuckled before I was lifted right off of Jax. "C'mon, Marianna. Only Jaxsin can handle you on the regular."
My lips pouted as I slowly looked up at the culprit of ruining my persuasive move. "One day I'll ruin your sexy time moment."
"Please don't," Connor pleaded. "I have to still prove my skills."
"Hmph. Dummy," was my response before Marianna fully retreated with a solid blink. "What was in that sauce?"
Connor seemed taken aback by the swift switch. Jax pointed out, "She switches flawlessly. I haven't determined if that's a blessing or a curse."
"Clearly," Connor replied he helped me onto my feet before offering a hand to help Jax up. "As for the sauce, I put some flowers in there."
"Flowers?" I asked in pure confusion.
"You put the stuff we got from the dealership in there?" Jax gasped as he looked both intrigued and shocked. "How?"
"Just grind it up and sprinkle it like parsley," he answered like it was no big deal.
"Where did you even learn that?" Jax questioned.
"You think I didn't do anything in high school?" Connor countered.
"Well, ya. You never acted stoned."
"I didn't do that shit at school." Connor rolled his eyes.
"Flowers? Stoned?" Now I was just lost in this conversation.
They both looked at me before exchanging an intriguing look.
"Bri? Wanna try something new?"
"Do I get to keep my clothes?" I automatically asked, which had them both smiling like goofballs.
"Yes, Red. You can keep your bikini, for now." Jax winked and reached for my hand and tugged me to the hot tub. "Relax in here. We'll be right back."
"Okay," I replied, and he gave me a quick kiss. He headed in first before Connor passed me a glass of wine.
"Relaxing is always better with wine," he reminded.
"Couldn't agree more," I replied and expected his tender kiss.
He moved to my ear and added, "Don't worry, Brianne. I'll make sure to use my tongue exceptionally when we have some time alone."
With a tug of my earlobe, he walked away and left me fanning myself with my free hand before I thought to myself.
Yes, Daddy.
He turned back for a brief second and the look of seduction that crossed his expression was making my whole body yearn for him.
When have we been this risky?
Older. Wiser. Riskier.
Clearly. Which reminds me. Why does Jaxsin get so frazzled by your company?
Dominance enticing. Dislikes my teasing.
Why do I have a strong feeling you enjoy teasing him?
I do.
The whole ideology around it further amused me the more I thought about it. Sinking deeper into the hot tub, I allowed myself to relax and sip some of the wine before Jax and Connor were back with a box.
They got their drinks from the table before getting into the hot tub. When we were settled along the edge of one side of the tub, I looked over to Jax, who was next to me, and Connor at the far end, who held the box.
"Show the goods!" I demanded.
"Why do you make it seem like you know what's in here?" Jax accused.
"I don't," I huffed impatiently. "What? Are we doing drugs or something?"
"Uh," the two of them replied, which made me pout.
"It's not necessarily a drug," Jax tried to reason.
"Technically it is," Connor argued.