Second Chance Scandal - Page 27

All I could do was shake my head in disbelief, mesmerized by the way she rocked her hips to the beat of the music.

“The fuck?” I breathed out, frozen in the spot I stood.

In the middle of my own personal hell, I watched as one of my teammates Derrick tugged on the pleat of her skirt. In the blink of an eye, she started shaking her ass above him. Her cheeks were completely on display for all to see.

In one second, I went from being shocked to fucking livid.

I hadn’t talked to her since last week when I’d asked her to watch a movie with me. I was busy with football and didn’t have time for anything else. It wasn’t until she crouched in front of him, getting close to his face, that I truly lost my shit.

They looked like they were about to kiss, and I sprang into action, hauling ass toward them.

“Jax!” Some chick threw her arms around my neck. “There you are! I’ve been looking for you!”

Sophie must have heard my name because her head turned in my direction, jerking back when she saw me coming…

Right. For. Them.

“Jax,” she coaxed in a wary tone. Only triggering the beast inside of me in a way I’d never experienced before.

“Ja—”

My hands were around her thighs, pulling her off the table and throwing her over my shoulder.

“What are you doing?” she shrieked, trying to fight me off.

“Enough!”

She jolted, taken aback by my stern tone. I’d never yelled at her before, but I was beyond the point of reason. She was bringing out this jealousy in me I didn’t even know existed.

“No! Put me down! You’re embarrassing me!”

“You’re embarrassing yourself!”

She kicked her legs, flailing her body around. I did the only thing I could, I spanked her ass.

Hard.

She yelped, and I didn’t waste any time. I carried her out of the house and toward my truck, adamant about driving her home. Any common sense I had seemed to fly out the damn window with her ass in my fucking face.

“Jax, you’re being ridiculous! What do you think you’re doing?”

“I’m taking you home.”

“I told my mom I was staying at a friend’s house. If you take me home, all you’re doing is getting me in trouble.”

“Not any more than you were getting yourself in.”

“I wasn’t doing anything wrong! I was just dancing!”

“Don’t fucking try me, Soph. I know exactly what you were doing, and Derrick was seconds away from sticking his tongue down your throat and his fingers in your pussy.”

She gasped. “You can’t talk to me that way!”

Pressing the button on the bed of my truck, I waited until the tailgate was down before slamming her ass on it to stand in between her legs.

My lips were now inches away from her mouth. “Who’s going to stop me, Baby Soph?”

“You’re acting like you’re jealous.”

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