I awoke to the movement of Jax getting out of bed, he was pulling up his jeans when I turned over in bed. I sleepily moaned and asked, "leaving me already?" He turned and faced me with a smile, "yeah babe, I gotta meet Clay and the boys.. If I could I'd stay in this bed with you all day." I smirked at him and pulled him back into bed with me, "nothing I can do to change your mind?" as I climbed on top of him and straddled him with my legs. He gave me a sexy grin and stuck his hands up my shirt where his hands resting on my hips held me firmly in place on top of him, "it's not nice to tease me," he said before he kissing me roughly. The feel of Jax in between my legs and the taste of him on my mouth sent a surge through my body of hunger for more of him, but before I knew it Jax had threw me off and had me on my back. "Sorry beautiful as much as I'd love to show you what you've been missing I really gotta go or Clays gonna bust my balls," he said as he was getting out of bed and looking for his shirt. I threw myself back on the bed and huffed, "I'd like to bust your balls right about now" and crossed my arms. I was sexually frustrated with this man! He gave me one more playful smile and kissed me bye but before he left he stuck his head back through the door and had a serious expression on his face, "if you go anywhere today I want to know where." I nodded not wanting to argue with him especially after the events from last night, then I listened to the sound of him revving up his motorcycle and driving away.
I stayed in bed for a while longer before making my way to the kitchen to find something to eat. I decided pancakes sounded good so I got the ingredients out and began cooking. I had just finished eating and put my plate in the sink to wash when I heard a knock at the door. I thought for a minute about not answering it since I wasn't expecting any company but I figured it might have been Gemma or someone from the club. When I got to the screen door I could see a very petite black woman and older white gentleman and pinned on both their shirts was a gold badge. I hesitated opening the door because I always knew men with badges were no good especially in this lifestyle. When I finally opened the door the man smiled at me and greeted, "good morning ma'am, I understand your Jack Clemonts daughter, is that correct?" I nodded my head in puzzlement since I had no idea what this man and woman wanted. "Do you mind if we come in and have a word with you Ms. Clemont?," the woman spoke up. I really wasn't fond of the idea of letting them in but I didn't see what choice I had and besides I could honestly say this time I knew nothing of the gangs or their involvement in anything. So I stood aside and let them enter, "sure, come in." They made themselves comfortable at the table as I sat down with them, "can I ask what this is about?," the man took the lead, "well first let me introduce ourselves I'm Sheriff Wolf and this is my Deputy... We just wanted to speak with you about some things, I also want to give my condolences for your fathers death." I thanked him, "I'm very sad my father is gone but he really didn't take care of himself so I'm sure his heart attack had been coming for years now." Both Wolf and Hubbard exchanged puzzled looks, "a heart attack?" Now I gave them a puzzled look, "yes sir, did you not no how he died?" He studied me for a few moments, "eh, it's not too important but nonetheless you have my sympathies." Once again I thanked him and he kept going, "this might be a silly question but you are familiar with the gang SAMCRO? Correct?" I nodded, "are you also familiar with the Mayans?" I was a little taken aback since I haven't thought about that rival gang in quite some time but I was very familiar with them. The Sons and Mayans had been in a feud for power as long as I could remember and a lot of blood had been spilled because of it. I remembered one night I was probably 13 and my father had left me at the clubhouse with strict orders to be looked after carefully. I had fell asleep that night easily since most of the boys were gone with Clay and my father so it wasn't hard to doze off. It was early in the morning but still dark outside when the doors busted open startling me awake, I heard a lot of yelling and my father leaning on Clay for support to walk. My panic kicked in and I rushed over to see what was wrong with my dad as they threw him up on a table and Clay barked orders, "go get some damn vodka and a needle! Hurry the fuck up!" I made my way through the chaos to see my dads face scrunched in pain and holding his leg, he had been shot. There was a ton of blood everywhere but only being 13 I was use to seeing this kind of stuff. I made my way to the edge of the table while the boys gathered the things Clay wanted and cussing, "those fuckin' Mayans are gonna get what's comin' for 'em!" I just drowned all the commotion out and said, "Dad? Are you going to be okay?" My father looked over at me through his pain and silently cussed to himself before yelling, "Someone get Harley the fuck out of here!" and before I knew it I was being pulled away. Sheriff Wolf cleared his throat pulling me back to the present, "Ms, Clemont?," he inquired, "yes, sorry.. I've heard about them but if your here to see if I know anything about the clubs business with them I have no idea, it's been a long time since I've been involved in their affairs." The deputy took notes of what I was saying, "I believe you, but I want to ask for your help." I raised my eyebrow at him, "I know you have a close connection with the Sons being your fathers daughter so do you think you can keep an ear out and inform me of anything you hear that involves the Mayans?" I blankly stared at this man, was he really asking me to snitch on the club? "You're asking me to be a rat? I'm sorry sir but I can't help you.. You came to the wrong place if you're looking for an inside man.. Now if you wouldn't mind but I have things to do today." I really didn't have anything on my agenda but it was time for them to leave, the sheriff nodded his head getting the point I was making. They both stood before the deputy made one last ditch effort, "you could really save peoples lives if you cooperate with us" now I was just getting irritated, "ma'am I save lives as a profession already and those men out there are grown men who make their own decisions. I can't help you." With that they departed and I watched them pull out of the drive way from the kitchen window. Something about their visit didn't sit right with me.
I didn't do much for the remainder of the day besides straighten up a bit, unpack my things more and curl up with a book. It was getting pretty late and my eyes were getting heavy but I wanted to stay up for Jax even though I didn't even know if he would be coming back over tonight or not. By 12:34 AM I gave into sleep with the book still in my hand where I slept until who knows what time it was when I awoke to the door creaking open. Still half asleep I watched Jax come in and kick his boots off and then head into the kitchen, I heard him turn on and off the water and open the freezer door. I uncovered and got up to see what he was doing, I hated the sight I saw. Jax was sitting at the table with an ice pack on his hand and his lip was busted, it was clear something had went down tonight. I studied Jax hard trying to read him as he just looked at me with a clouded expression. He pulled out his gun and set it on the table with a loud thud before lighting a cigarette. "Jax, are you okay?" He gave me a half hearted smile and simply said, "yeah babe." I walked over to him and gingerly touched the split in his lip to see how much swelling there was but Jax pulled away with a pained look on his phone letting me know it still hurt like a bitch. "I need to clean it Jax," he didn't really respond other than taking a long drag from his cigarette, it wasn't until then that I had noticed the blood on his gun. Now everything came into prospective, Jax was a killer, that was no surprise but it didn't mean each kill chipped away at what ever soul he had left. Jax finally put his cigarette out, turned in his chair and grabbed hold of me burying his face into me. We stayed like that for several moments before Jax got up, "I need a shower... Wanna join me?" I nodded and let him lead me upstairs.
I started the shower letting it get warm while Jax inspected his wounded hand at the sink. He looked pretty roughed up but I could only imagine what the other man looked like, if he was even still breathing for that matter. I stood in silence just watching him, he began to undress revealing more bruises and cuts on his abdominal but despite the markings on him he was absolutely prefect. As I admired him, Jax noticed my wondering eyes and pulled me to him. He lifted my chin up to meet his eyes and looked at me affectionately and maybe even admiring me himself before tenderly kissing me on the lips. I wanted desperately to kiss him so fiercely but I refrained from fear it would cause him pain. Jax's strong arms tightened around my waist pressing me to his body even harder and my pulse quickened with the feel of Jax's rough hands going up my shirt. I knotted my hands in his long hair and gently tugged which in response made Jax let out a low growl. He was so aroused he picked me up and put me up against the opposite wall while deepening our kiss, not caring about his cut on his lip. While Jax supported me holding me up by my thighs, I quickly pulled off my shirt and undid my bra. I needed to feel Jax against my bare skin, all the years of my body missing his touch just set it on fire with every touch and kiss. Jax's kisses travelled from my lips to my neck and finally reaching my nipples, he teased them in his mouth, stroking them gently with his tongue. I arched my back leaning more into him and moaned in pleasure. Hearing my body react to him sent him even more over the edge, he roughly pulled my shorts off and then undid his jeans freeing his harden dick from his underwear. I felt like my body was going to explode in anticipation, I needed him inside me, I carved it. Jax's hand slid between my legs touching my sex, I couldn't help but let out another moan, just the touch of Jax sent a wave of ecstasy through my body. His fingers slowly massaged my clit before finally slipping in and out of my sex, I squeezed my legs tighter around him because it felt so good, when he couldn't take my moaning anymore he finally thrust himself inside me and it was a feeling like no other. I had enjoyed sex with Jax before but he was just a boy then and now he had obviously became a sex god! His rhythm felt indescribable and hitting me in all the right spots, I knew it wouldn't take long for me to climax. Jax grabbed a fist of my hair forcing my head back and growled in my ear "come for me baby" and I did just that. My whole body shook from the intense pleasure filling my body starting from my toes all the way up. When my body came down from it's high I almost went limp in Jax's arm right when climaxed, he gripped my thighs so hard I thought they were gonna bruise and he gave a few more thrusts before falling against me. As we tried to steady our breathing, Jax looked up at me and smiled, "god damn that was incredible! I don't know what spell you have over me Harley but I don't ever want it to stop." I smiled back at him knowing exactly how he felt. We finished that night washing ourselves off in the shower and then tangled up in each other in bed where we drifted off in sleep leaving Jax's demons far from our minds.
