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“Breakfast is almost ready, hun,” Maxwell called out from the kitchen.

“Okay,” she called back and stuffed the papers back in her bag. She needed to think, everything was happening so fast, she just couldn’t keep up. The reporters said that Maxwell had raped Alexis and that Mitch had beaten him off his sister, only thing was Max had been stronger than Mitch and had beaten him to a pulp. Supposedly, it was so bad that Mitch had been in the hospital for a couple of weeks. The only reason that Max hadn’t stayed in jail was because both Alexis and Mitch had declined to press charges or to tell the police their side of the story. Max had been sent to Europe on business and had been assigned to anger management classes. Mr. Van Harkel had paid about a hundred thousand dollars to keep the story out of the papers but some smaller presses had still decided to run the story.

Sophie could barely believe what she had read. It didn’t seem to match up with what she knew about Max. That wasn’t the guy who had been there for her when she was a kid, or the man who had made love to her so sweetly, or the man who had told her he loved her. But then again, did she really know Max? Maybe there was a side to him that was so dark that she didn’t want to believe it existed. Maybe he was right to stay away from her? What if he tried to hurt her and something happened to the baby. She bit her lip. Her baby came first now.

“Ready,” Max called to her from the kitchen. “Come on, sleepyhead.”

“Coming.” Sophie bent down, picked up his shirt, put it on, and sauntered into the kitchen. “Hmm, this smells good.” She went up to him and hugged him and looked at the omelet and fruit salad he had made for them. “Thank you.”

“Eat up. You and the baby need food.”

“Yes, pops.” Sophie grinned and bit into some toast.

“Maybe he’ll call me papa.”

“Who said it’s a boy?”

“Maybe she’ll call me papa.” He smiled.

“Or doodoo head.” Sophie laughed.

“Or your majesty.”

“Or Right Said Fred.”

“Why? Because I’m so sexy?”

“Yeah, that’s why.” She looked at him and raised her eyebrows. “Because you’re smexy.”

“Not as smexy as you.”

“I thought I was sexy?” She grinned. “I don’t want to be smexy.”

“I have a feeling that I don’t know what smexy means.” He came behind her and kissed her head before wrapping his arms around her. “Is this some new young term?”

“Yeah. You old fogies wouldn’t know it.” She grinned at him.

“I’ll get you for that.” He started to tickle her. “Old fogey, my foot.”

“Stop,” she squealed. “Stop.” She couldn’t stop laughing and she got up and ran from him.

“Oh no you don’t.” He chased after her into the living room and she ran around the chair. He caught up with her and they collapsed onto the floor in giggles. She rolled onto him and sat on top of him.

“I’ve got you where I want you, Mr. Smexy.” She giggled as he wriggled beneath her. He was still naked and she could feel his cock between her legs.

“You’re right where I want you as well.” He grinned up at her and she waited for him to adjust himself and enter her. She bent down and kissed him and when she realized he wasn’t going to stick it in, she reached down and adjusted his cock so it was at the entry of her pussy and then sat down on top of him.

“Emmm, that feels good. Oh Sophie,” Maxwell groaned as she bounced on his cock. “You fuck me so good.”

“I love the feel of you inside of me,” she moaned as she felt him slide in and out of her. She made sure to grind herself onto him so that she felt him deep inside of her. And then she heard her phone ring. And she paused. What if it was Ella and she was hurt or upset? She pulled herself off Max and grinned at him as he groaned and grabbed her phone. It was Ella.

“Ella? Are you okay?”

“Oh, Sophie.” Ella’s voice sounded like she had been crying.

“What’s wrong?” Sophie gasped as she felt Maxwell enter her from behind. She turned her face and tried to shake her head as Max slid in and out of her but she didn’t want to stop the marvelous feeling that was filling her body.

“Can you come, Sophie?” Ella gasped and Sophie realized that she hadn’t heard the last few sentences Ella had uttered.

“Uh, sure,” Sophie gasped out as Max fucked her hard and deep. She could feel his balls banging against her ass. “One sec.” She put the phone down and groaned, “Oh Max, please.” She screamed as he continued to slam into her and reached his hand around to rub her clit as he came in her. He pulled out of her, laid her on her back and got on top of her, his cock still hard. She spread her legs wide and he entered her, pulling his cock in and out of her slowly until she could no longer take it. She squeezed her legs together and clenched her pussy and Max groaned and fucked her faster. She immediately came and Max collapsed on top of her. He grinned at her and she reached over and grabbed the phone again.

“Ella?” she whispered into the phone.

“Sophie? Are you okay?” Ella’s voice sounded muffled.

“Yes, yes. What’s the address I should meet you at? Text it to me, and I’ll come right now.”

“Thanks, Sophie.” Ella hung up and Sophie sighed.

“Max, I can’t believe you did that.” She giggled at his pouty face. “I have to go and meet Ella.”

“I’m coming with you.” He jumped up.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” She tried to keep her voice casual.

“I’m coming.” He looked at her sternly. “I’m not letting you out of my sight for the next couple of weeks, Sophie.”

“Don’t you trust me?”

“I love you and I’m coming.” He kissed her on the lips. “Get dressed quickly and let’s go see what Ella’s up to.”

“Ok.” Sophie shrugged. She hoped that Ella wasn’t going to be mad.

Maxwell drove them to the address that Ella had texted and they arrived within fifteen minutes. “Weird, I know someone who lives here.” Max frowned and Sophie swallowed hard. She hoped that the person Max was thinking about was not Joseph. She also hoped that Ella hadn’t been dumb enough to go to Joseph’s house.

“I’m here,” Sophie called Ella and prayed that her friend would just come downstairs.

“Come up, please. Apt. 10F.” Ella spoke quickly into the phone and hung up before Sophie could tell her that Maxwell was with her.

“I’ll just go and get her.” Sophie smiled at Max and frowned as he got out of the car with her. “You don’t need to come.”

“I’m coming,” his voice was wary and his face looked strained. Sophie suddenly felt worried but tried to hide it.


They walked to the elevator and when she pressed the button for the 10th floor, she could see Max’s breathing change. He was also clenching one of his fists. But he didn’t say anything. They walked down the hall in silence and Sophie knocked on the door of apt. 10F.

Sophie nearly groaned when Joseph answered the door and she knew he was shocked to see them, especially Max. Ella came running to the door in a t-shirt and shorts. “It’s just Sophie. I told her to come.” She looked out the door and her face blanched when she saw her brother. “Max? What…what are you doing here?”

“What the fuck are you doing here, is the real question?” Maxwell pushed open the door and they saw that Joseph was standing there in only his boxer shorts and Ella was obviously not wearing a bra under her t-shirt. “Where is Lily?”

“Out of town, on business.” Joseph wiped his brow. “Look Max, I’m sorry but it’s not as it looks.”

“It looks like you are cheating on your wife and fucking my sister, Joe.” Max pushed his way into the apartment and Sophie followed him.

“Look Max. It was a mistake but she is insatiable. Who can resist when a hot young thing wants to fuck you?”

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