Second Chance Draft: A Second Chance Sports Romance (Pass To Win Book 6)

by Roxy Sinclaire

  “Why don’t we call it a night?” she asked with her easy smile.

  I nodded. “Yeah, let’s go to bed.”

  Julia

  I stripped down, letting the robe fall to the floor. Instantly, his hands found their way to my body. I was dripping water all over the floor as I grinned at him. No matter what happened between us, one thing would never change. We’d found the perfect sexual match-up the very first night we were together. His likes and dislikes perfectly aligned with my own.

  “You’re so attractive,” he whispered to me. “I’ve never seen a woman as beautiful as you.”

  I laughed. “You always did know how to charm a girl.”

  “Come here,” he said as he pulled me closer to him. “I just want to kiss you.”

  I let my mouth fall open as he captured my bottom lip between his teeth and gently sucked on my lip. I closed my eyes involuntarily as they rolled back in my head. My hands found the soft, naked flesh of his hips and dug in. He covered my lips with his own, the passion building quickly between us.

  He gently pushed me back against the bed, but I broke away from him and shook my head. “Nope, we both smell like chlorine. Let’s take a shower instead.”

  “I’m all yours,” he whispered.

  I knew that he was all mine. The power that comes with sex filled my body and gave me courage. I turned on the shower and stepped into the glass enclosure. Instantly, steam began to fill the room as he followed in behind me. His cock was already rigid and glistening with moisture. I wanted to drop to my knees and take him in my mouth, but I could tell from the way he licked his lips that he had another plan.

  I backed away from him until I felt the warm tile at my back. He growled a little as he pinned my arms against the tiles, kissing my wet neck and playfully biting at me. I didn’t resist. Everything he did turned me on in some new and exciting way. As his head passed between my breasts, he paused and took one into his mouth, once again biting down before moving to the other one.

  His hand drifted between my legs and gently forced them apart. My nectar mixed with the water, slickening my body for him.

  His fingers probed at my body as he slipped one and then a second into me. They spread me apart as his tongue found my swollen bud. He flicked at me with his tongue. Every time it made contact, I sucked in a sharp breath, trying to steady myself but losing the battle. He worked my body, wiggling his fingers and sucking on my clit until I couldn’t take it anymore. The pressure inside me let loose, the orgasm exploding out of me.

  It was more than I could take as I grabbed ahold of his head and crushed him against me. The sensation of his mouth shot through my body and made me scream. I quickly shoved my arm in my mouth to muffle the sound. My knees started to feel weak, but Aaron’s strong shoulders supported me through it. It felt like it carried on for hours before I was strong enough to stand on my own again, and when I did, I only wanted one thing—to return the favor.

  I shoved him against the wall, the water dripping down over his body and falling on my face. I didn’t pay any attention to it as I grabbed ahold of his cock. It was rigid and he was already on the brink of coming simply from tasting my own sweet nectar. I plunged his dick into my mouth and started to suck on him, giving him long strokes between flicking the head of his cock with my tongue and playing with his balls.

  He wrapped his hands around my hair, pulling me closer then shoving me away. I loved it when he took control of the romance. It lit my fire. Gently squeezing his balls, I felt his cock as it became an iron rod. He thrust my head forward with one final grunt and shot his salty juice into my mouth. I swallowed the warm nectar, licking the head of his cock clean as I fell away from him. Breathlessly, he gazed down at me from where he towered over me before getting down on his knees.

  “Get on your knees,” he said in a gruff tone.

  I loved that position and he knew it. My body was still throbbing from earlier, begging for his shaft. I spread my legs apart for him, showing him my body and wiggling my ass a little. When the sharp sting of his hand making contact with my flesh hit me, I shuddered with pleasure. He knew everything that I liked. I had no complaints. I felt the tip of his shaft at my entrance and pushed back against him.

  He responded by burying his cock deep inside my body in one swift thrust. The pleasure bounded over as I shook. He thrust into me again, and I found myself on the verge of another orgasm. His large organ stretched open my already sore body and made every nerve ending stand at attention. As his fingers dug into my hips and he used my own weight to gain more power for thrusting, the sensations overpowered me.

  Giving myself over to the earth-shattering joy, I called out his name. He fell forward onto me, thrusting like a wild man until once again, his seed spilled into my body. My core clenched down onto him, milking every last drop. We stayed locked together like a pair of wild animals as he gently caressed my breasts, bringing me down slowly and delicately from the crippling roller-coaster ride.

  “Wow,” I said as Aaron climbed into bed.

  He smiled. “Yeah, I think that was one of my favorites.”

  “Oh yeah?” I asked playfully. “Any others you want to tell me about?”

  He shook his head and leaned down onto one arm, his eyes meeting mine. “You were there for every single one of them, so there is no need. However, I would be happy to give you a visual reenactment to jog your memory.”

  “I bet you would!” I said playfully.

  “Sorry,” he whispered as he kissed my collar bone. “I just can’t help myself. I like that we have all the time in the world to keep exploring each other’s body. It’s like no time has passed at all between us.”

  “Really? I feel like so much has changed. Amy has changed the most.”

  “Little kids will do that,” he muttered.

  “I know. I don’t want to miss out on any more of her milestones,” I said softly. “I want to be there for her. I just hope that’s going to be a possibility.”

  “Well, you know where I stand on the matter. I want you back in her life, no matter what happens between us.”

  “Thank you,” I whispered to him.

  I pulled him closer to me, our bodies dry now but smooth from the water. He smiled down and kissed me. My lips still felt tender from the kissing before, but I wanted his skin to brush against mine in that tender way it did. He always calmed me down, or at least his body did. When I brushed my hands down his stomach to the soft patch of curls below, I was greeted with his hard organ.

  “Again?” he whispered in surprise.

  I nodded my head as he propped himself up on his elbows and climbed between my legs. I loved the wild and uninhibited passion we had for each other, but it was nice to be at peace with Aaron too. As his shaft found its way into my still damp body, I let out a sigh of relief. Making love to him was like a sedative for the soul. Everything else slipped away except for the way his body made me feel.

  The soft curls of hair on his chest brushed against my nipples, and they stood erect for his gentle lips. He suckled on me gently, taking his time and making every lick count as he slowly pushed himself deeper into my body. I stretched to accommodate him, knowing that he would hit bottom eventually and again send me shuddering into the light.

  Every thrust was taken with great care, this time different from before. Our eyes locked onto each other, and without words, we shared a bond. He knew every depth of my fear and I felt the pain that he’d gone through over the years without me. The passion slowly started to burn until I couldn’t take anymore, and I arched my back as my body clamped down on his, making him spill his seed into my waiting womb.

  He held me there in that place with him for a few more minutes before slipping off to the side. His arm, draped so easily around me, never left my waist. He didn’t want to let me go. He leaned forward and kissed my shoulder as I felt his body pressing against mine. I could have laid with him all night, slowly making love and talking for hours. Still the weight of the day was cat
ching up with me. The emotional turmoil from before started to ebb its way into the fantasy of Aaron’s arms.

  “Aaron?” I asked carefully.

  “Hmm?”

  “What would you have done if I’d said ‘no’ to your little plan? Would you just keep lying?”

  “No,” he said as he cleared his throat. “But I wanted to give you the opportunity to come back first. I was going to call you, but you called me first.”

  “What made you decide to stop lying to them after all this time?” I asked. “It just seems a little strange.”

  “I don’t know. I figured it was time. Did you know next month will mark five years since you left? It was a wakeup call for me when I realized that.”

  “So, you were done fighting for me after that?”

  He leaned up and tilted my chin to see my eyes. “No. I would never stop fighting for you. But I decided that after five years, the rest of the world had a right to know. I was going to come to your mother’s house to find you, actually.”

  “You were?” I asked, stunned.

  Aaron nodded. “I was planning on going right after the school year started. I knew that it was time for me to do something about us. I never wanted ‘us’ to end, and I was going to make sure that you knew that.”

  “Wow,” I said.

  “So, what would you have said?” he pressed. “If I’d shown up on your doorstep with a dozen roses and asked you to come home?”

  My mouth fell open. It was a loaded question. “I don’t know. I would have to think about it, I suppose.”

  “All right, so what is your first thought?”

  There was no way to answer that wouldn’t hurt him. I would have stayed with my mother to make sure she was dealt with, but then I would have come back for Amy. I didn’t know yet where Aaron and I stood as a couple. Swallowing hard, I came up with an answer that wasn’t a lie but didn’t really feed into the conversation. It was a lousy scapegoat.

  I shrugged. “That I shouldn’t say yes to a man who doesn’t know how I feel about roses.”

  He grinned at me and kissed my neck. The passion was an ember that refused to stay cool. It wouldn’t be long before I was craving the touch of his skin once again.

  “You’re right, I should have brought daises. How could you ever forgive me?”

  Smiling, I pulled the covers over us a little further. “Oh, I think we can work something out.

  Aaron

  The familiar feeling of Julia snuggled next to me was intoxicating as the sunlight peeked through the window. I ran my fingers along her body, gently tugging on her hips as she pressed against me. Before I could think about plunging my cock into her, a frantic knock came from the door. With a disappointed groan, my boner went down and I pulled on my shorts as Julia dashed into the bathroom. Amy bounced into the room.

  “Hi, Daddy!” she said cheerfully. “So, what are we going to do today?”

  “I’m not sure yet, honey. I need to talk to your grandma and see what she wants to do.”

  Amy shook her head. “I don’t think that’s a good idea. She was super cranky this morning and said to leave her alone.” A frown pursed her lips. “I don’t like it when she pouts.”

  “Hmm,” I muttered.

  My mother didn’t often pout, as Amy called it. She was pretty independent, and any problems she had, she always shared with us. My mind instantly went to Marcel, and I wondered if something happened that I didn’t know about. I knocked on the bathroom door and Julia opened it. Amy smiled and ran to her mother.

  “I’m going to go see if my mom is okay,” I told her.

  She looked at me questioningly but nodded her head. I made my way around the suite until I got to the almost hidden door that led to the adjoining room and suite. She, too, had her own balcony and bathroom, with the common area bringing the separate rooms together. I knocked on the door but she didn’t answer. After a few minutes, I made my way inside. If Marcel was there, she would have told me right away.

  “Mom?” I asked as I entered the darkened room. “Hey, I just wanted to make sure everything was okay.”

  “Why wouldn’t it be?” she grumbled from the sofa. “I thought I told Amy I didn’t want any visitors today.”

  “You did, and that’s why I’m here. She’s worried about you. Did something happen with Marcel?” I grinned. “Do I need to start breaking bones?”

  She glared at me. “Marcel and I are doing just fine. Tell me, how are you and Julia?”

  “Fine,” I muttered. “It’s taking some time to adjust because she travels so much, but otherwise, we’re doing okay. Why, did Amy say something different?”

  Theresa shook her head. “No. She didn’t need to say anything different. I know what you did, Aaron. I know how you pushed Julia away.”

  “What are you talking about?” I asked with a dry mouth.

  She stood up and spun around, her eyes beating into my soul. “I was outside on the patio last night when the two of you were talking. You lied to me! You made that poor woman be part of this charade just to save face! That is not the man I raised! What the hell were you thinking?”

  I stumbled backward. “Mom, it’s not like that. You don’t understand what’s going on.”

  I regretted the words as soon as they were out of my mouth. My mother’s eyes grew wide before she calmed herself down. I needed to think fast or else this was going to blow up in my face. She didn’t have all the details, but judging by how angry she looked, I don’t think that she cared about them. It was understandable. The whole reason I didn’t want her to know that we’d gotten divorced was because I knew that I was in the wrong. She would blame me for what had happened, and with good reason. It was scary how much Julia and my mother were alike.

  “You need to fix this,” she said.

  “I know, I just don’t know how. I thought that she would want to come back with us once we were together. I never knew how hard things were for her.”

  “You should have gone to her mother’s and brought her back. The last thing that poor girl needed was to be trapped in a house with that psycho. Now, what are you doing to fix things?”

  I sighed and sat down on the couch. “I don’t know what I can do besides give her space to figure out what she wants.”

  “And if she has to go back there, to deal with her mother and all the legalities? What are you going to do then?”

  “There isn’t anything that I can do other than support her. I can’t force her to stay with us, Mom. You know that.”

  “I do know that. I also know that you never should have let her go. Anything that’s happened over the past five years is partly your fault. You knew when you got into a relationship with her and eventually married her that she would need your support. You were just too busy taking care of other options.”

  “Jesus, tell me you aren’t bringing up Jenny. For the last time, nothing happened!”

  “Nothing but the downfall of your marriage, you mean? You and I both know that little tart was trying to break you up, and she succeeded. You know, I used to think that you were so strong, carrying on the house while Julia worked, but I see now that you didn’t even respect me enough to tell me the truth.”

  “Mom, please don’t be like this. Julia and I are working through things. Can’t you see that?”

  “The only thing that I see is a man losing his family because he won’t bend. When she leaves, and she will, you’re going to be the one to blame for that. You should have followed her then, and you need to follow her now. Do you understand me?”

  “I do, I just don’t know if she’s going to let me follow her. She was so scared of Amy getting hurt or knowing something wasn’t right.”

  “Things aren’t right now. All you’re doing is lying to yourself and that little girl.”

  “Then tell me what to do, Mother!” I yelled, a little louder than intended.

  “You fix this! I’ve seen the way that you guys look at each other. You love her and she loves you. I’ve seen
the looks. I don’t know what to tell you, but you need to fix the situation and I need some space.”

  “What do you mean? This is supposed to be a family trip.”

  She turned away from me. “I know, but I don’t feel much like a family right now. I taught you better than this, Aaron. I didn’t raise a liar.”

  “Mom, please don’t be like this. Amy won’t understand why you don’t want to spend time with us.”

  “Then make up another lie. You’re getting good at that,” she said with a tone of finality.

  I walked somberly out of her space and slammed the door behind me. While it wasn’t intentional, it made me feel a little better. Everything had gone to hell, and now my mother knew the truth. She would never trust me again and it was a heartbreaking realization. Amy and Julia were waiting for me in the small kitchenette. They both looked at me expectantly, but it was Amy who was looking around for her beloved grandma.

  “Daddy?” she asked. “Why isn’t Grandma with you? Is she sick?”

  I started to tell her the lie I’d formulated, but my mother’s words rang in my ears still. “Honey, Grandma wants a little bit of time by herself, and that’s okay. We’re going to explore the new island today, just the three of us. How does that sound?”

  She crossed her arms and started to pout. “I don’t like that idea. Maybe if I could talk to her, she would want to come with us.”

  “Not this time, kiddo. Why don’t you go get your bag ready, and we can head out?”

  Amy looked like she was going to have a meltdown, but Julia reached across the island and took her hand with a smile. “Don’t worry, we’ll still have lots of fun. I heard there is a giant fort that we can explore here too. Won’t that be fun?”

  “I guess,” she muttered before her eyes lit up. “Can we play spy?”

  “Of course we can! That’s my favorite game, you know. Go do what your dad asked, and I’ll get ready too.”