“Cash!” she cries.

“You gonna side with Ashlyn again?”

“What?” Her whole face is flushed, her lips swollen. Jesus, she is beautiful.

“You sided with Ashlyn. You gonna do that shit again?”

“If I say no, will you make me orgasm?” she snaps.

“Only if you say it and mean it, Lil.”

“Fine, I will only side with you.” And that’s all I need to bury my face in her pussy. My arm wraps around her thigh and I slide two fingers inside her. She comes, and her orgasm is so powerful I’m surprised she doesn’t buck me off her and the bed. Once she’s settled, I flip her to her stomach, lift her ass, and slide home. I pound hard, her ass moving with every stroke.

“Lift your ass, Lil,” I growl, my c**k balls deep inside her. I love her ass; I love the way it moves when I f**k her from behind, and I definitely love this position. “Higher.” I slap her ass hard, watching my handprint appear on her creamy skin. I still love when she wears my mark. I don’t think she has gone one day without a hickey or some other mark from me somewhere on her body since we got back together.

“I can’t, Cash. I’m going to come,” she cries, shoving her face into the pillow.

“I know, baby. I feel you starting to squeeze the f**k out of my cock.” I ram her harder, beginning to feel my balls pull up, and the tingling in my spine intensifies. Her h*ps start thrusting back against me harder. I wrap a hand around her waist, running it down her stomach and over her clit. She cries out again, her wetness and the silkiness of her walls closing tightly around me from her orgasm, making me come hard inside her. I slow my strokes, drawing out each of our cl**axes before falling to the side and bringing her with me. She turns around, crawling on top of my chest. I run my fingers through her now-blonde hair, trying to get my breathing to calm.

“You know you can punish me anytime, right?” she jokes, making me smile.

“Yeah, I know.” I give her a squeeze. “But I’m serious, Lil, against the kids, we are a unit. If you think I’m doing something wrong, we talk that shit out in private. I know that you and Ashlyn both think I’m not fair between her and Jax, and a lot of times I’m not, but I have my reasons. She is a girl, and she’s vulnerable in ways that Jax isn’t.”

“Okay,” she agrees, and I pull her hair so that she is forced to lift her head.

“Okay?” I ask.

“Yeah, since you put it like that, okay.” She shrugs and lays her head back down. “Love you,” she says, kissing my chest then snuggling closer.

“Love you too, baby,” I whisper, closing my eyes and following her off to sleep.