Page 94 of Somewhere Only We Know
“I miss you too.”
PODCAST
“Welcome back to another episode ofLife Not Simplified. I’m your host, Jax. And today I want to talk about the unfairness of women still being treated less than men in the workplace. Now, I’ve already sent my refusal to my manager so this won’t come as a shock to her. But I was approached by a studio because they tuned into the show with me and my husband. Full transparency, that was my highest rated show to date and the numbers are still climbing.
“Has it always been about the numbers for me? When it comes to reaching new listeners, yes. It is about the numbers. Because every podcast's goal is to continue to reach their listeners and draw in new listeners every week. But as I was on the call with my manager, then talking with my husband’s publicist, who’s also one of my close friends, and then my husband, I wondered why now. Why was I being approached by a studio once I have a man, who also happens to be my husband and the love of my life, on my show when I have over fifty episodes published with just me and over thirty published with me and guests. So why now? Is it because my husband kills in on the field for six monthsout of the year? Is it because they want to tap into a new audience with a woman by a man’s side? Trust me, that has been done already. But for a studio to undermine me and think my podcast is only worth something because of my husband–well that’s a slap in the face for all women who try and succeed on their own, but then choose to bring a man in on a guest spot.
“Nate has never wanted to be on a podcast. He did that one episode because he loves me. And that was our way of getting in front of the media by announcing our marriage to the world. If my podcast does get picked up by a bigger studio, it will be because they love me, Jax, as the host. Not because of who I’m married to or who I’m related to. The title of my podcast isLife Not Simplifiedfor a reason. If everything was so simple, then I would have said yes and dragged my husband into something he doesn’t want. But life is not simple and it would have ruined who we are as a married couple.
“So to any woman hesitant to start something without a man by your side, I did it when I launched my podcast. I was in charge of my editing and uploading for a very long time until I reached out to someone to take over the editing and uploading. And that was a big step for me. Reaching out for help when I realized I could no longer handle the small tasks on my own. Letting someone help me when I hate asking for help.
“As a host, I know my worth and as much as I love my husband, my worth is not dependent on him. No woman’s worth is dependent on a man.
“That’s all I have for today’s episode ofLife Not Simplified. If this episode resonated with you, sound off in the comments and maybe you’ll find others who are in the same boat.”
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JAX
LATE MARCH
Nate’s alarm goes off and I groan into my pillow. I hear the smack of his hand against the alarm clock, yes my husband prefers that over using his phone, meaning that we have about fifteen minutes until the next alarm sounds.
Today is the home opener after the first ten games were on the road and it’s like we’re hopped up on life. His mom and Kayla flew in last night and are staying at Nate’s house. I offered to let them stay here, but they both insisted that Nate’s house was perfect. Since visiting there in January, things have vastly shifted. I now talk with Kayla and Nora, Nate’s mom, once a week.
Nate snakes his arms around me and pulls me closer. I love my husband more than life. But he’s a hot sleeper.
“You’re hot,” I grumble.
“I know,” he says against my neck and I can’t ignore his erection pressing against me from behind.
Nate isn’t a superstitious guy. So sex is always on the table. I think we’re both of the understanding that we’re making up for the time we lost.
“You have a big head.”
He grinds his hips into me. “I know.”
I snort. “Use your words, Natey.”
“I wanna fuck you so hard like this.” He says and slips my sleep shorts down. “Fill your pussy with my cum.” I feel his bare skin against mine and whimper as he pulls my leg over his, opening me up. “And then I want to take it slow until your legs are quivering and every time you walk, your pussy throbs remembering how hard I took you.” He says and thrusts inside me on one stroke.
I gasp and my head falls back on his shoulder as he kisses along my jaw. The sound of our arousal and heavy pants as the bed rocks, heightens my need for him.
“Nate.” I pant when he holds my leg up and pulses in and out of me with small strokes.
“Every time,” he pants. “You feel like heaven every time.”
I clench around him and his grip on me tightens. “Harder.”
Nate opens me wider as his thrusts become unrelenting. Each slap of his hips against mine pulls a gasp out of me. Each slap of his hips against mine sends my heart rate rocketing. I bite my bottom lip to keep from screaming out. My hands grip at the sheets, claw at him, as he sucks on my neck and hammers into me.
“Are you gonna come on my cock, baby?” Nate grunts out. His arm slides between me and the bed and his fingers find my nipple. Pinching and tugging, urging me to find my release. “Come on Jax. Give me one.”
Nate’s hand moves to my clit and pinches. My breath is stolen from me when my orgasm slams into me. Over and over. My climax pulls me under, threatening to drown me. Nate drops my leg and rolls me over to my stomach. He kisses along my body and climbs over me with his legs oneither side of my waist. My orgasm is still moving through me and he pushes his cock back inside of me.
I moan as the fullness from this position is enough to bring tears to my eyes. Nate ruts into me and hits that spot that has my mouth open in a soundless cry. I can do nothing but lay here and feel everything. My clit rubs against the sheets on every thrust and I clench around him as I feel another orgasm climbing.
“Fuck, Bee.” Nate groans as his strokes get more punishing before he stops and turns me so I’m laying on my back and he thrusts back in, burying his face in the crook of my neck and rocking into me. This time it’s slow. Our skin glides against each other and he lays kisses on my neck. On every stroke his pubic bone rubs against my clit and I clench around him as my final orgasm rolls over me. Nate grunts before I feel his release fill me. He continues his languid strokes and the sound of our mixed release causes a little tremor to roll through me.
