Scandalous/ A Jordan Knight FanFic (18+)✔️

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Mia

"Are you awake, Mia?" Cannon asks.

I hear the urgency in his voice after what happened tonight. It's late—one o'clock in the morning—but we're both wide-awake, staring at the walls.

I knew it'd be awkward after the first time, probably even the first few times, but nothing as tense as this. I'm afraid to breathe too deeply or think too long about anything. I can't give Cannon any reason to think I'm not right here with him even if my thoughts are full of Jordan—the way he touched me, the way that smile morphed into something so much more than our mornings at the beach.

Sex with Jordan was different than anything I've ever had with Cannon. It was raw, carnal, and I felt it deep in the pit of my stomach, all the way to the tips of my toes. And, when he came, he held on to me with the promise of more. More of us. More of everything.

Jordan might be controlling my thoughts, but Cannon is why I'm doing this. My husband's arms are still where I belong even if Evelyn was in them only hours ago.

Rolling over, I adjust my pillow, so I'm face-to-face with Cannon. I can't deny the fact that another man was inside me or that I don't regret it. Whether Cannon feels the same way or not, I already know I want to swing again.

"Don't, Cannon," I whisper.

"Don't what? We have to talk about it, Mia."

"I know." Still, that doesn't mean I want to tell Cannon what I was feeling, what I am feeling. "I'm okay if that's what you're worried about."

He sighs and then runs his hands over his face. "I want to believe that."

"Then, believe it. I've never lied to you."

"I don't know what to think, Mia. My head's a mess. And you're being so quiet. I'm worried you regret it. I can't undo what we did."

"I don't regret it, Cannon. Do you?"

"I don't know. I fucked someone else, and now, I'm lying in bed with my wife, pretending like it's normal."

"I never said it was normal. But you liked it, right?"

"It's just sex, Mia."

"You can say it. I won't get mad because you liked being with Evelyn."

That would make me a total hypocrite. Because I enjoyed being with Jordan, and if I'm going to be with him again, I need to know that my husband is having an equally good time with Evelyn. I want him to let go and hopefully come back to life—so I don't feel as guilty for this wild plan of ours.

He shakes his head and bites his lip. I can tell he's trying to carefully word what he wants to say, so he doesn't hurt me. But I won't be hurt.

"She's a little crazy," he finally says. "You give me sexy little moans when I make you feel good. Evelyn just yells, and I swear, the first time she did it, I thought I'd hurt her."

Laughter bubbles in my chest, and when Cannon sees me smile, he laughs along with me. It's been so long since we've had something to be happy about, that it feels amazing.

"She's definitely vocal."

"God, I was so scared she'd freak you out. I mean, I wasn't doing anything I haven't done to you, but she was still screaming."

"Because you're good at what you do," I tell him as I lean forward and press my lips to his.

He grabs the back of my head and massages my scalp with his fingertips. It's possessive for Cannon—a reminder of whom I belong to.