Break-fast

Daphne opened her eyes, then turned to the other side of the bed. Jax wasn’t there. Surely he wouldn’t have just left without saying goodbye, especially since they had the apartment to themselves. She got out of bed, put on a robe, and walked out of the bedroom. As she made her way to the kitchen, she heard the shower running.

She fixed herself a cup of coffee, then grabbed a banana and sat down at the kitchen table. She peeled the banana and took a bite.

“Want something bigger to eat?”

Daphne looked up and saw Jax standing there, his hair damp, wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. She pulled the banana out of her mouth and grinned at him. “Like what?”

Jax loosened the towel and let it drop to the floor. Daphne put the banana in her mouth and moved it in and out, and motioned for Jax to come closer. “Oh yeah, that looks good.”

As Jax approached, Daphne pushed her chair back. Jax leaned in and kissed her deeply. He untied her robe and slipped it off. Daphne stroked his chest, then reached between his legs. “That’s definitely bigger. Harder, too.”

She spread her legs, and Jax moved closer. He kissed her again, and his hands roamed her body. He rubbed her clit and stuck a finger inside her. “You’re already wet.”

Daphne put her hands around his waist. “Give it to me now.”

“With pleasure.” Jax thrust himself inside her. He began moving in and out of her rapidly. Daphne wrapped her arms around his shoulders and leaned in to kiss him. Jax grasped the back of the wooden chair. His grip tightened as their pace increased.

Suddenly the wood cracked, and the back of the chair came apart. Jax’s thrusting motions propelled them forward, and the chair fell over, taking them with it.

“Aaah!” Daphne screamed as she hit the floor.

Jax landed on top of her. The mood broken along with the chair, he pulled out and rolled off of her. “Shit. Sorry about that. You OK?”

Daphne slowly sat up. “Sore, but I’ll live. Can you get me some ice?”

“Sure.” Jax stood up and began walking towards the refrigerator.

“And you’re getting me a new chair too.”

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