Second Chance Scandal

“I feel like my head is spinning.”

“I know. I can’t tell you how relieved I was last night when you told me about your dad. Finally, I could tell you the truth. I’d been wanting to for the last thirteen years. But I want you to know that I laid awake every night missing you. There was this huge hole in my heart where you used to be.” I grabbed the sides of her face, and she leaned into my embrace.

“You’re my Baby Soph.”

Her mouth parted, and I glided my thumb across her bottom lip. “I’m so sorry for everything I put you through. All the tears, the pain, breaking your heart, walking away. I should have fought for you. It will forever be one of my biggest regrets. I’m so fucking sorry for everything.”

She slid her arms around my neck. “I’m sorry too, Jax. For everything. We’ve both made mistakes, but in the end, we’re here now.”

With my hands framing her face, I kissed her slowly, softly, desperate to make her feel my remorse for the past I couldn’t change.

In between kissing, I rasped, “Let’s make a baby.”

She smiled against my mouth as I placed her on my lap. Gripping onto her ass, I stood and wrapped her legs around my waist. Kissing her deeper, I carried her onto the bed, laying her down before I placed my body on top of hers.

Our hands started to roam everywhere, trying to decide where we wanted to touch each other the most. When her hand found my cock, she moaned.

“Fuck,” I growled, scooting her up toward the headboard as she stroked me up and down, her hand barely closing around my shaft. In seconds, I had her naked. My mouth instantly sucked on her nipples.

“Don’t stop,” she murmured, pulling down my jeans and briefs. I helped her, kicking them off, and then took off my shirt.

My hand found her pussy. “You’re so wet.”

Her hips moved against my fingers. Kissing along her jawline, I took in the blush of her face, the moans descending her lips, every movement burning through her body.

“Tell me…” I bit her bottom lip. “Tell me what I want to hear.”

She peered deep into my eyes, breathing out, “I love you. I never stopped, and I never will.”

I immediately placed my face between her legs, needing to taste her.

“Oh God.”

I sucked.

Licked.

Devoured her until she was writhing and begging me to make love to her.

My mind raced as I kissed my way back up to her face. Grabbing her leg next, I angled it upward, bending her knee so that her foot rested on my ass.

In one thrust, I was deep inside of her.

“Oh God,” she breathed out. Keeping her eyes open even though they wanted to close.

She grabbed the back of my neck and kissed me with so much power and passion, I returned it tenfold.

The feel of her.

Taste of her.

Sophie.

Baby Soph.

Mine.

For some reason, my mind went back to another place and time. The night we made…