My entire world spun out of control, and so did his as I shuddered beneath him, and his body tensed above mine.
One thing was for sure.
I still loved him, but I couldn’t say it yet.
Instead, I whimpered, “Swear?”
Taking me back to another place and time.
Where he vowed, “That’s a fucking promise.”
* * *
Exactly like he did right then and there.
TWENTY-THREE
JAX
NOW
I started to get out of our bed, but Sophie wrapped her arms around my stomach, holding me in place.
“Don’t go,” she begged, making me smile.
I’d spent all night inside of her, making up for the past seven years.
“I have to catch my flight to Atlanta for the game tomorrow night.”
“I know, but five more minutes. Stay. I’ll let you do things to me.”
I smiled, looking back at her. “I’ve been doing things to you all night.”
“All the more reason for you to stay.”
The breeze blowing the thin white curtains in our room did little to cool the heat between us. But damn, she was so fucking adorable when she was like this.
I laid back, and she immediately straddled my waist, bringing the white sheet with her to cover her bare breasts.
“You don’t have to hide your tits, Sophie. I’ve seen them, licked them, sucked them into my mouth. I’ve even fucked them.”
“Stop.” She giggled, blushing. “You know I’m shy.”
“How can you still be so shy when my tongue’s been up your ass?”
“Oh my God! Jax!” She smacked my chest. “You’re horrible!”
“What do you think is going to happen when you bend over in front of my face with no panties on?”
“Okay … next topic. What time is your flight?”
I grabbed my cell phone, looking at the time that read noon.
“Wow,” she breathed out, reading the time too. “I can’t believe we slept this long.”
I grinned, grabbing her hips. “I wouldn’t call what we did sleeping.”
“Well, you’re relentless.”