After Mari and Jax had laid there for a while in each other's arms, Mari's breath finally steadied, though her skin was still warm and flushed from their lovemaking. Her body, however, told another story. She winced when she shifted slightly against the blanket and felt the tenderness between her thighs.
Jax noticed her discomfort at once and his hand smoothed gently over her arm. "You're sore, aren't you?" His voice was soft, almost guilty.
Mari bit her lip, not wanting to ruin the sweetness of the moment. "A little," she admitted, her cheeks turning pink. "But I'm okay."
He pressed a kiss to her temple, then sat up. "Come on, love. Let's go to the bathroom to freshen up. You can soak in the tub. It'll help you feel better."
She pouted for a moment, wanting to stay curled against him, but his gentle insistence made her smile. "Fine," she murmured as she rose.
Before she could walk away to the bedroom stark naked, Jax picked up the blanket and wrapped it around her.
