A/N OK, I do not own SOA. I felt it was time for the story to earn the Mature rating, so here you go. This is just a partial flashback continued from Jax at the end of Chapter 6. More details from his time in Colorado will follow later.
Also, feedback would be appreciated. I hope you all enjoy!!!
Chapter 7
Angie hadn't asked any questions when Jax had called. He said he needed something, and after all he had done when she was getting sober, she didn't even think twice. Jax had told her he just needed somewhere he could think. Well Angie could provide that. Jax had come by her condo in Denver, but he didn't seem very comfortable. He could have stayed there, but Angie knew him, and from the way he was acting, being in the city wasn't what he needed.
Angie emerged from her bedroom with a key. "Here take this," she said as she handed the key to Jax. Walking over to her desk she took out a piece of paper and wrote down some directions. Handing Jax the paper she simply said, "Why don't you go up to my cabin. It always worked for my mom, and now it does for me. I can't get away for a few days or so, but I will come up there as soon as I can. I will call Taggert on the ranch and let him know someone will be using the cabin and to give you your space. One thing I can count on about Taggert is for him to be discrete."
"Thanks Angie, you're and Angel," Jax said as he kissed her cheek.
"You know I don't think anyone has EVER compared me to an Angel Jackson Teller. This might be a first!" She laughed as she touched his cheek. "Devil horns to hang the halo on, maybe I would buy that, now" she continued.
"Well to me I think I will go with Angel," he said kissing her cheek before he left the condo and headed for southern Colorado.
About a week had passed when Jax heard a vehicle heading up the road toward the cabin he had been staying in. Coming around from the back Jax saw the pickup and trailer pulling up in front of the cabin and recognized the driver as his Angel.
Jax grabbed his shirt from the fence rail and headed over to the truck. Pulling on his shirt he greeted Angie with a huge hug as she closed the truck door.
"You smell like sweat," she laughed as he twirled her around and then set her down. "Looks like outdoor life is treating you well. Cutting wood I see."
"Well it is a necessity up here if you want to eat," he quipped, putting her down and slapping her on the ass.
"Yeah, probably should have given you the 411 on the place, but you are a resourceful boy. I figured you could figure it out. Speaking of which, help me unload some stuff."
"No problem. So explain to me why the place has electricity and running water, but a wood burning stove for cooking." Jax asked as he carried the groceries in from the truck.
"Well, it was what my mom wanted, so that is the way it has stayed. No other reason." She said.
After unloading the groceries they headed back to the truck, Angie opened the trailer up and unloaded 2 of the most beautiful horses Jax had ever seen. "Jax I would like you to meet Abigail and Archie. They might come in handy up here. There are just some parts of the ranch you can't enjoy any other way."
Taking the rope of one of the horses, Jax pet it and smiled at Angie. "Are you expecting me to ride this? You know this is not really my speed."
"Well we will see," she said. "But you can't ride at all if you don't have them here. Why don't you put them in the corral over there, and take off the lead ropes while I unload the tack."
After everything was settled, Jax and Angie settled in on the couch. "Oh hey, I brought you something you might want," Angie said, hopping up from the couch and heading over to a box. Reaching into the box, Angie pulled out a bottle of Jack Daniels, grabbed a glass from the cabinet and headed back to the couch. "Thought you might be in need of a little nip."
Jax looked at her with the cock of the eye and ask her simply, "This going to bother you if I have a drink?"
"I am not the one drinking, but don't try to kiss me until you have brushed your teeth." She laughed. Smiling at Jax, she reached down, got out two cigarettes, and handed one to Jax and kept one for herself. Lighting hers she said, "Besides I have this lovely habit still."
Pouring himself a drink, Jax lit the cigarette and leaned back into the couch. Angie picked up the ash tray and leaned into Jax, settling in under his arm as it rest on the back of the couch. "So you done thinking?"
"You are direct." Jax said.
"Well I could cross examine you like a Lawyer, would you like that Mr. Teller?" she said. "More to the point, do you want to talk about it?"
"Well," he said, "I have done a lot of thinking, but right now no I don't want to talk about it. I just want to enjoy being here, with you." Jax said as he slid his arm down around her shoulders.
They had been up at the cabin for a couple days when they found themselves sitting on the couch once again.
"You know I don't think I have ever seen anything as beautiful as it is up here, Angel" Jax said.
"Yeah, especially in the morning. You have to get up and be on the porch for the best view from the cabin, as the sun pops up over the range, and the sun is so intense. Especially with some coffee, and maybe a blanket, you should see it in the Winter, Jax, with the reflection off the snow. And the smell of breakfast coming from the kitchen," Angie inhaled deeply as she finally paused to take a breath.
"Why my little Angel, I was starting to think you were describing a sexual moment there and not a sunrise." Jax whispered in her ear.
"Well there is always that option too," she responded. "You know sex in a mountain cabin, it is pretty darn intense. Nobody to hear you but the animals you know." She purred back at him. Her hand was resting on his leg. Patting him on the thigh she continued, "I have to give it to you Jax, you talk a good game when it comes to the whole sex thing, but I think you are used to having all the girls just fawn all over you. I think you have never had to do the chasing."
"Oh really, is that what you think." He said his arm pulling her closer to him. "You think I just snap my fingers and they come a swooning at my feet gazing up at me longingly."
Laughing she said, "Yes that is exactly what I think. I think you don't have to think about it, that you never have had to think about it, about what is involved in a relationship the next day and the day after that, and you don't like it that way anymore. I think that is part of the reason you are here. You know there has to be more, and you are trying to figure out how to get it."
Standing up Angie walked over to the kitchen and poured herself a cup of coffee. Angie could feel him walking up behind her, his stomach pressed to her back. "Do you want more?" He asked. His hands were moving her hair to the side, exposing her neck.
"More than just my job, yes. More than just being a Maroney, yes." She said as she laid her head back and rested it on his chest. "My problem now is I think I might intimidate most men. I had to make sure I was more than just a part of the Maroney's, and in doing so, I feel like I have isolated myself."
"Do you feel isolated right now," he whispered to her, his hands gently stroking her arms, pulling her against his chest. He was sure she could feel how excited he was, how hard.
"No, this feels so simple. You don't expect anything from me but my friendship." She sighed.
"That doesn't mean I don't want you," he said, kissing the top of her head. "Don't you want things from me?"
"Do I want things for you, of course. I want to see you happy, and successful. I hate it when you are struggling with things." She was avoiding the question, and he knew it.
Turning her in his arms Jax took her face in his hands. "That's not what I asked Angel. I said, don't you want things from me?"
"Do I want you, yes. So bad I ache inside. But Jax are we sure we want to risk this friendship for a bootie call?" she said, looking away from his intense gaze.
Jax pressed his lips to her forehead and held them there for what seemed like an eternity before he spoke. "Angel, this I know, I will stop right now if you tell me to, but I want you. More than I have wanted anyone in a long time." "Your call. Tell me where to go, a cold shower or a warm bed."
Angie didn't say a word. Raising her hands she placed them flat on Jax's chest and looked into his eyes. Turning her fingers into his shirt she grabbed it and pulled him closer to her, pinning herself between Jax and the counter. Jax took the move as his answer and pulled Angie into a deep passionate kiss. She moaned into his mouth. He slid his hands down from her face, down her back to her ass. Cupping per cheeks, he picked her up and set her on the counter.
Angie's hands had slid from his chest to his neck as the kiss had intensified. When he had picked her up she had wrapped her arms around his neck and held on. Angie moved her hands down his chest and found the bottom of his shirt. As she slowly moved her fingers up his stomach underneath the shirt, Jax broke the kiss long enough to reach behind his head and pull his shirt off. He returned his lips to hers with a force and searching, his tongue plunging into her mouth. Her hands pawed at his chest, touching him.
Jax's hands were exploring her body as well. Jax's left hand had made its way up under her shirt and had shoved her bra out of the way. Jax rubbed Angie's nipple between his finger and thumb, and he felt her moan in his mouth. She pulled her head away from the kiss and leaned against the cabinet. Leaning into her he whispered into her ear, "Take off your shirt Angel," never letting go of her nipple. His other hand stroked her thigh. She did as he said, pulling her shirt over her head.
Jax reached up and undid the bra clasp in the front, freeing Angie's breasts. He put both of his hands on her round breasts as he returned his mouth to hers. Angie's hands were exploring Jax's upper body, his arms, his chest, his shoulders. All the while their tongues danced and moans escaped from their mouths. As Jax continued his torture of her breasts with his hands, Angie leaned her head back, exposing her neck to Jax's mouth. Jax kissed down her neck, nibbling, biting, growling.
Finally, Jax had had enough of this, and moving his hands to her back he slid her forward and into his body. Her legs had no choice but to wrap around him and he picked her up and they headed to the bedroom.
As they reached the bedroom, Angie slid her legs from around Jax's waist and slowly stood in front of him. Leaning against him she slid her arms around his waist, and he slid his around hers, pulling her close to him. Kissing the top of her head he whispered, "Second thoughts?" he prayed the answer was no, but braced himself for that possibility.
Looking up at him her eyes said it all. They were smoldering. Shaking her head she whispered back, "No, just needed a minute to catch my breath." Then she slid her hands to the top of his jeans. Grasping the belt buckle she began to unfasten it. Jax laced his hands into her hair and tipped her head up, looking into her eyes. As he kissed her lips gently, she continued to undue his pants, pushing them down to his ankles, followed by his boxers. Jax stepped out of the pile of clothes at his ankles and stood before her.
Looking down at him, Angie smiled. Jax couldn't help himself. "Like what you see?"
"Seen it before," she purred back. "You have been walking out of the bathroom naked for 2 days."
"I thought you were still asleep," he said, smiling as he kissed her gently.
"Faking it so I could enjoy the view," she giggled as she touched his chest, moving her hands down his stomach.
"Well I have been a gentleman and have not been peeking so get your ass out of those britches missy." Jax said.
"What no help?" she cooed at him as she stepped away.
"Not after that little revelation. If I were to help you now, you wouldn't be able to wear those jeans again, if you get my drift." Jax said as he stepped closer to her, taking her nipple in his grasp and rolling it between his finger and thumb. "Now you take them off or I will."
Angie undid her jeans and slid them off. Standing there in front of Jax naked all he could do was smile. Pulling her to him by the nipple, he clasped onto her mouth with his and kissed her hard. He backed her to the bed. When she could go no farther, he wrapped his arm around her waist and laid her down gently.
Jax stared down at her, pushing her legs apart with his he slowly slid inside her. She was warm, and wet and tight. She moaned as he filled her, and he pushed himself deep inside her and simply stayed there for a time, while he kissed her and his hands explored her body. When she began to beg for more he began to move slowly, building the tension and excitement. Angie was rocking against him, urging him to go faster.
Soon she was struggling to roll him over, to be on top, but there would be time for that later. Leaning down to her ear he whispered. "All in time Angel, All in time."
"Jax I need!" she screamed.
"What do you need, Angel" he whispered, still moving slowly and deeply. Each stroke long and deep, making sure she felt every movement he made.
Jax had never wanted to go this slow before, to savor every movement. But soon her pleading overwhelmed him and he quickened the pace. She writhed underneath him as she came, and soon after he exploded inside her.
She cuddled up next to him after and Jax wrapped his arms around her and kissed her head. They made love several more times that night, and Jax slept well for the first time in months…
Angie sat straight up in bed, tangled in the sheets and covered in sweat. She rubbed her face and looked around her room at the Ritz. She had to stop dreaming about those nights at the cabin. Distractions like that could give her away.
