When I walked in and saw Jenna’s sweet ass it was game over. I knew I was going to make my move. Then she confessed that I was the last and only man to get her off and I nearly lost it. The need to get her off was so intense I couldn’t stop.

She stares up at me after just coming all over my mouth.

I have to have her. I want to bury myself in that tight, hot cunt.

Her eyes grow wide when I throw her over my shoulder and haul her toward the door.

“Jax!”

I smack her on the ass and smile. Part of me is rock-hard knowing I’m about to be balls-deep inside her, but some other feeling invades my stomach. It just feels right, the way it was always supposed to be.

I stop when I open the door and glance down the hallway. Coast is clear. I haul her into my apartment because she belongs in my fucking bed, forever.

Once we’re in my room I drop her on her back and make my way between her legs again with my face. She writhes and squirms as I taste her once more.

So. Fucking. Sweet.

Fuck keeping my distance. I want her. I fucking need her like I need water or air.

I can’t get enough of her taste on my tongue. I want her coming every minute of the day. The more pleasure I bring her the more she seems to come back to life. It’s what she deserves. It’s what she’s always deserved.

“I want you inside me.”

I grin deviously. I used to love bringing her to the edge and letting her dangle before I’d allow her to come. I slide two fingers into her and curl them right up to her sweet spot.

There is nothing that compares. Nothing better than seeing Jenna naked in my bed.

Her warm skin pressing against mine. Her moaning my name over and over. I know sleeping with a married woman is wrong, but she was never his. Jenna Jacobi has always been mine.

The urge to fuck her is too great and I replace my fingers with the head of my cock.

She hasn’t been with anyone in a long time. It may hurt her.

I ease into her even as her heels dig into my ass, trying to take me harder.

“Am I hurting you?”

Her body tenses as I push in farther, but she bites her bottom lip and shakes her head slightly. Her nails rake down my back.

Fuck she feels good. Her pussy stretches to fit me perfectly, the same way it did when I took her virginity.

I dip down and take one of her nipples into my mouth. She arches her back up into me.

“Fuck me. I want it.” Her nails dig harder into my back.

“Oh, I’m going to fuck you.” I push deeper, vowing to myself that I’m going to love her. I’m going to cherish Jenna. This is our second chance and I won’t screw it up this time around. “Every goddamn day.” I shove into her harder.

“Oh my God.”

I brush her hair back from her face and look her in the eye. “Are you on the pill?”

“No. I was on the shot for years but stopped taking it.”

“Good.” I growl the word with a desire I’ve never felt before and plow into her. I want to tie her to me in every way possible. It may sound crazy and unhinged, but I don’t give one single fuck. I want everything I thought was lost. I know I said she needed time and space to heal after the hell she’s been through, but I want to be that for her. We’ve lost enough time already. I’m going to give Jenna the world.

I want my kid inside of her. I want what Weston has with Brooke and what Brodie found with April. I had it before all of them and lost it. We rarely get second chances at something amazing in life, and I’m not going to fuck it up again.

She sucks my thumb into her mouth as I stare deep into her eyes.

I’m going to fuck her every way possible for the rest of her life, but right now, it’s the most emotional sex I’ve ever had in my life. Shifting my hips, I thrust slowly, wanting to savor every second I’m inside her. Show her how much I love her with every thrust. It’s like we’re one person, completely joined, and I don’t want us to ever be apart.

Jenna’s so damn beautiful. I can’t stop staring as I quicken my pace.

She moans beneath me.

I lean down to her ear and whisper, “Come on my cock, Jenna.”

She tightens around me and nods.

The harder I thrust, the more unraveled we both become. Before long I’m pistoning in and out of her and she’s crying out my name over and over. When she clamps down on my cock I can’t hold back any longer. I thrust to the hilt so hard it slams the headboard up against the wall and knocks down a picture. I keep my cock buried and blow in the depths of her. Wave after wave I thrust a little harder with each one, completely claiming her pussy, marking her as mine.

I stay inside her until I’m satisfied she took every single drop, and I hope she gets pregnant immediately.

Rolling off her, I put a hand on each of her thighs and keep her ass tilted up.

“What are you doing?” She has a bewildered look on her face.

I look at her pussy and there’s a small amount of my come trying to make its way out. I push it back inside with one of my fingers.

“Marking you as mine.” I grin. “Putting my baby in you.”

“Jax…”

“Things will be different this time around.”