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"Jax, I'm not sure about this," Adrienne whispered, looking up at him with her big brown eyes. "If anybody finds out I'm hereā¦"
Jax smirked down at her, while he gently fisted his hand through her thick locks of hair, tilting her head back. "Darlin', nobody is gonna find out anything we don't want them to," he reassured her.
Staring down at her lips, his brows drew together. Damn, his heart was damn near beating out of his chest but Adrienne didn't seem to notice how anxious he was. He'd imagined those lip on him, particularly on his dick. Having them right in front of him and, seemingly, his for the taking was like a dream come true.
Opening her mouth on a shaky breath, Adrienne's eyes traveled down his body before meeting his gaze. "Is that what you want, baby?" she asked him, her hands reaching for his belt. "I've dreamt about this too. I'm dying to taste you."
Fisting her hair tighter, Jax almost growled at the hazy passionate look she was giving him. Her little tongue licked her bottom lip as she unbuckled his belt. "I never liked saying no to a woman who wants something," Jax told her. Gently guiding her down to her knees, Jax just about came from the sight of her.
Wearing only a sheer white lace bra and panties, Adrienne was the epitome of what every man wanted in a woman. Innocence glowed in her chocolate eyes, but unbridled passion consumed her. Her dark hair was long and wavy, mussed from his hands in it. Her lips were pouty and pink from his mouth on hers earlier.
"I could come just looking at you," Jax growled out the words. "Take me out, Adrienne."
Following his command, she gently pulled his dick out of its confinement of the boxer briefs he wore. Sliding her eyes up to his, sheer surprise and delight was written all over her face.
"You're bigger than I thought, Jax."
Words any man would love hearing. "You can take me."
The looks she was giving him could make him feel ten feet tall.
"Fuck," Jax groaned as her tongue made contact with the head. "Baby, suck me."
She didn't hesitate to open her mouth and slowly descended her mouth down his length. Tightening his hands in her hair, an involuntary thrust of his hips made her moan softly. The vibrations going all through him.
"Wider, Adrienne, you can take me." Subtly thrusting his hips in time with her wonderful suction, Jax looked down at his erection vanishing between her exquisite lips as she bobbed her head, taking him in. Her tongue rolled over him, her moans the most brilliant fucking thing he'd ever heard.
"Jesus," Jax growled as he continuously hit the back of her throat, the best sensation. No words could describe how perfect his dick felt in her mouth. How her lips felt trying to keep him in. Her flawless little tongue that was giving him such mind-blowing pleasure.
Closing his eyes and throwing his head back, he was so close to coming. One or two more thrusts and he'd be done in.
Sharp banging on his door had Jax sitting up straight on his bed, in his dorm in the clubhouse. By himself.
"Jax, c'mon man. Clay needs to talk to us," Opie called through the door.
Out of breath, Jax looked down at his clothed body, his dick so hard beneath his jeans that it would surely explode.
"A'ight,"Jax responded, trying to slow his breathing. "I'll be right there."
When he heard the heavy footsteps of his best friend walking away, Jex released a breath and shoved a hand through his hair frustratingly. He hadn't had a fucking wet dream since he was fourteen. Now, he was hard, tired, and pissed off. All he wanted to fucking do was try and catch up on some sleep and take a nap during the quiet time during the day and he couldn't even do that.
"Goddammit."
/
Walking out of Lumpy's diner with Caroline, Adrienne was feeling slightly more normal after lunch with her friend who complained loudly about the fact that her boss was over two thousand miles away but was still giving her work to do.
"Anyway, I wanted to know if you wanted to come to my party on Saturday," Caroline asked as they walked to her car.
Adrienne frowned in confusion. "You're throwing a party?"
"Well, I'm not throwing a party just to throw a party," Caroline explained. "It's my birthday and I'm turning twenty-five. I was gonna invite some friends and hopefully get so drunk I don't remember my name in the morning."
"I'm sure it's gonna be wonderful," Adrienne said, while climbing into her friends' car. "But I can't, I'm sorry."
Starting the car and exiting the parking lot, Caroline scowled. "Of course you can." Then she smiled over at her. "I was just asking to be polite, I'll even pick you up."
"Caroline, I really can't." There was just no way Adrienne would go. Not when all of this drama with her family was going on.
Caroline shook her head while laughing softly. "I'm really not asking, Adrienne. I'm telling you that I'm having a party and I will be picking you up on Saturday. Eight-ish work for you?"
She didn't even know what she was doing Saturday. Adrienne was meeting with Polly later today to talk about God knew what. She didn't want to be put in a position where she knew certain things about Caroline that could potentially hurt her. She also didn't want to her the Sons. Adrienne didn't understand what her fathers' and brothers obsession was with SAMCRO but she didn't care. All she wanted was to come home to the family she had been missing.
Apparently she never really knew her father.
"I'm gonna take your silence as confirmation so thanks for your immediate RSVP." Caroline pulled into the school parking lot and shot Adrienne a warm smile. "We really will have so much fun. I promise. I think you should meet some of my friends and get out more. You're too stressed."
You have no idea, Adrienne thought to herself. "How about if I let you know?"
Caroline rolled her eyes and sighed. "Fine. Text me later and let me know."
Adrienne nodded and exited the car. "Thanks for the ride back. I'll talk to you later."
After Caroline drove away, Adrienne made her way back into the school more stressed out than she was before. She needed help and she didn't know what the right thing to do was.
/
Staring down at the letter in his hands, Jax scowled before throwing the paper down. "Is this supposed to be a fucking threat?"
The threat in question being a handwritten letter from Zobelle, explaining that he thought that he clear when he asked them not to sell guns to Laroy's gang anymore. He also may or may not have threatened to bring back the ATF into Charming.
"They can't be stupid enough to do that," Tig claiming, flicking the edge of his lit cigarette in the ash tray in front of him.
"No way," Bobby agreed leaning back in the chair and crossing his arms. "If they bring in those sons of bitches, they'll be under investigation for making and dealing dope."
"Not if they're bribing them with the shit they have on us," Opie said, leaning his arms on the table. "We all know the ATF will gladly look the other way for them, if Zobelle gives them intel on us."
"If they even have the intel," Juice responded. "I was able to hack into Zobelle's cell phone records and download his computer files. As far as I can tell, he only has allegations. They can't do shit."
Jax rand a hand through his hair, too stressed to deal with this shit. "We don't even know why these guys are here. We don't know what they want or even what they'd gain from making our lives shit for a while."
"We're not doing anything rash yet," Clay announced, patented cigar hanging from his mouth.
"I can try to look into their bank records," Juice offered, leaning his arms on the back of his chair. "See if there's any weird withdrawals or deposits."
Clay nodded his head slowly. "Lemme know what you find."
/
Sitting down in Hale's house again was making Zobelle feel antsy. He'd sent his letter to the Sons and a small part of him didn't want them to give up. He wanted them to fight him because it'd been so long since he had a challenging job.
"You're doing what?" The younger Jacob Hale asked with a scowl. "We're trying to get rid of one outlaw biker gang, I'm not about to let another one come in."
"Actually you are," Zobelle responded, sitting up straighter in the dining chair he was sitting at. "The Mayans are being very cooperative with us and we've struck a deal with their President. We give them the Sons' Irish deal, they deliver our goods for a small percentage; and of course, you'd both be getting a significant amount for helping."
With the way father and son just looked at each other had Zobelle's poker face in full effect while he wanted to smile with victory. Nothing spoke more than money. The dollar sign was a universal language.
"What would we be helping with?" Jacob Hale Sr. asked skeptically.
This time, Weston sat up straighter and answered, "Just making sure my guys don't run into any trouble setting up and keeping shop here."
After a few minutes of silence, and understanding of what Weston meant, the Hale's put out their hands to shake and Zobelle felt like the victor he knew he was.
/
Most women would thank their lucky stars if they got the chance to see Jax Teller twice in one day. Instead of on his bike, though, he was driving an expensive looking Lincoln Navigator and was leaned against the side of drivers' door while scrolling through his phone. Adrienne felt her face heating up as he looked up from his phone and made direct eye contact with her before his eyes moved away in search of his son.
"Didn't I see you earlier?" Adrienne asked with a grin as Jax made his way up to where she and the rest of her class were.
"Highlight of my day, darlin'," Jax responded with a wink before Abel ran up to his dad excitedly, wrapping his arms around his Dad's hips in a hug.
"Daddy, it's gonna be career day next week and we're doin' lots of cool things."
"Oh yeah?" Jax asked, running a hand through his son's hair. "Why don't you get yourself in the truck? I'll be there in a minute."
After Abel waved goodbye to Adrienne, the little blonde took off running to his Dad's truck.
Adrienne looked at Jax skeptically, wondering why he sent Abel off. "Is there something you wanted to talk to me about?"
Jax nodded and shoved his hands in his front pockets. "About this afternoon. I don't think you will, but I just wanted to tell you that Abel doesn't really know what's going on with Tara right now," he told her and tilted his head to the side. "I just wanted to make sure ya know.."
"Jax, don't worry I wouldn't ever say anything to him," Adrienne promised. "That's definitely not my place, please don't worry about me saying anything."
"And other people?"
Even though he looked the like epitome of relaxation, there was an undercurrent of a threat in his question that Adrienne heard. Was it wrong that, that sense of danger emanating from him got her kind of hot?
Crossing her arms, Adrienne couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Please," she started. "I wouldn't say anything to anybody." Sighing, Adrienne continued, "Look, I know it's hard for you to believe me because of who my father and brothers are but I'm really not looking for trouble."
"I believe you," Jax replied a little too easily. "I just wanted to make sure you weren't a broad who likes to gossip."
Giving a saucy grin, Adrienne chuckled. "I'm a girl, Jax. We all love to gossip, but about stupid dramatic things about people we don't like."
When Jax opened his mouth to respond a very non-discreet cough came from a parent behind him, waiting to talk to Adrienne about something interrupted them.
Jax nodded his head, "Sorry, guess you got other people to talk to than me." He softened the statement with a wink before swaggering away toward his vehicle.
While absently listening to what the parent in front of her was talking to her about, Adrienne's dark eyes were drawn to Jax's back while he walked away.
/
Later that night, Adrienne found herself having dinner with Polly Zobelle. Yeah, what a great fucking night. The blonde sat in front of her looking relaxed and at ease with their situation, while Adrienne was a ball of nerves.
"So, why did you wanna meet with me?" Adrienne asked after their waiter left. "I thought you'd be busy."
Polly shrugged and sipped at her water. "I needed to talk with you about what we need you to do."
Oh God.
"Nothing bad, really," Polly said with a small shake of her head. "Really, you have the easiest part. We just need you to get close to Abel."
Adrienne balked at that, before glaring at the woman across from her. She had to be joking. "I'm not bringing a five-year-old boy into this. You're outta your minds." How could they even think on trying to bring Abel into this mess? He was just a kid, and Adrienne didn't even know what he could offer them.
Polly rolled her eyes and leaned onto the table. "Please, the closer you get to him the more Jax trusts you. It's also good that you're talking to Caroline Unser, even though Weston disagrees, my father thinks it's a smart move."
"I'm not bringing Caroline into this either," Adrienne responded quietly, the last thing she needed was to make a scene and have all the eyes in the diner on them.
"I thought we made it clear that you didn't have much of a choice."
Shaking her head, Adrienne clenched her fists in her lap and looked away. She was in a catch twenty-two. If she didn't say she'd do what they wanted, David was gonna go to jail. If she did do what they wanted she'd be helping make some very good kids fatherless because they'd be in jail.
Polly must have took Adrienne's silence as acceptance because she nodded. "Good."
/
Removing the decorative pillows from their bed later that night, Gemma was in more than a funk while Clay changed out of his clothes for the night. While out getting some last minute groceries for dinner, Gemma had seen Zobelle's daughter and Hale's daughter together at the diner. She had no idea what they were talking about but it couldn't have been good.
"You look tense," Clay commented, coming out of the bathroom and walking over to their dresser. "You alright?"
Gemma sighed as she watched Clay struggle with taking off his rings. Walking over to him, she gingerly took his hand in her own and helped him. "I saw Zobelle's daughter today."
Eyebrows raised, Clay asked, "Oh yeah?"
Gemma nodded and set his rings in the small jewelry case on the dresser. "Yeah, she was with Hale's daughter."
With narrowing eyes, Clay took his hands back and subtly tried stretching the ache from his fingers. "Two broads together ain't ever good. Especially those two."
"I think they're up to something."
Clay looked up at her dryly, before walking over to the bed and sitting down on the edge of it. "You always think everyone is up to something."
"And I'm always right."
"Gem," Clay started. "I'm not saying you're wrong. I have Juice looking into some stuff. I'm taking care of it."
Sensing he was edgy, Gemma backed off. Walking toward where he sat on the bed, she gently sat on his lap and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. "I know you'll take care of it, baby. You always do."
/
Adrienne was lost in thought as she walked to David's house that night. After meeting with Polly she might have went to the bar and had a drink or two to take the edge off. Maybe it was the liquor, but she was starting to feel a little better. She was going to tell David about everything. He'd know what to do and he'd help her. Adrienne was only hurting herself and David by trying to fix everything on her own.
So lost in thought she didn't hear somebody pull up to her until someone shouted her name.
Fuck my life.
"What are you doin' out here all by yourself, darlin'?" None other than Jax fucking Teller on his bike next to her.
"Just walking," she said fiddling with her overly large black leather purse.
"Any destination in mind?" Jax asked her with a grin. "I can give you a ride."
I bet you would, she thought to herself. "It's fine. I really don't mind walking."
Jax patted the seat behind him with a wink. "I ain't takin' no for answer, c'mon. It's getting late and what kind of guy would I be if I let a pretty girl like you walk all the way home?"
The struggle of getting on a bike the first time was indescribable. She felt so awkward with the fact that this vibrating thing was beneath her and, for all intents and purposes, she had Jax Teller between her legs.
"If you're not planning on falling off, you should scoot up and hold on to me," Jax said, revving the bike which made her jump.
Scooting just a put closer and clenching his kutte in her fists, she told him, "Do you know where David lives?"
Jax chuckled and nodded. "May have paid him a visit once or twice. You're staying with him?"
"For a bit."
As soon as Jax started driving, all preconceived notions of keeping space between them on the bike vanished. Moving closer and wrapping her arms tightly around his waist, Adrienne's heart was racing as he sped down streets. With her hands held together resting on his stomach, she clenched her knees on his hips when he took a particular turn a little too fast for her liking.
About ten minutes later, Jax slowly pulled up to David's house. Seeing his car parked in his driveway, Adrienne grimaced knowing that David would know somebody on a motorcycle gave her a ride home, and he'd know she was lying about Caroline driving her home.
"What's that look for?" Jax asked after he turned off the bike.
Shrugging, Adrienne carefully climbed off of the bike and crossed her arms. "Nothing bad, really. David's probably just gonna lecture me on getting on a motorcycle."
Jax didn't seem at all bothered by that. Smirking, he ran a hand through his growing hair. "Probably gonna tell you not to ride around on my bike."
Adrienne nodded. "Probably. He thinks he's my Dad sometimes. He means well, he just forgets that I'm a big girl." She could make her own decisions, David was just a tad overprotective and wanted to make sure his baby sister was always safe.
"Better get in there then," Jax told her raising a brow. "Don't wanna keep him waiting."
Frowning, Adrienne turned around and sure enough, David opened the front door and was scowling at the sight of Adrienne and Jax speaking together outside. If Jax was any other guy David didn't like, she would definitely needle her brother and maybe flip her hair and flirt a little. But this was Jax Teller and she had bigger things to worry about than being the annoying little sister.
"Yeah," Adrienne said with a nod. "Thanks for the ride though. I appreciate it."
Turning around and making her way to the house, Adrienne heard Jax start up his bike again. "What the hell do you think you're doing with him?" David asked her when she was close enough.
"David, please not now," Adrienne replied, making her way into the house. "I have bigger things to talk to you about."
AN: I hope you all had a happy new year! Let's hope 2017 is much better than 2016. I'm so sorry I'm bad at updating. Sometimes I just don't feel like I'm writing in my style of writing. But I couldn't make you guys wait anymore. I tried my best to make this like my usual writing but for me it just feels like two completely different people wrote different parts of the chapter. Forgive me please! I hope you all had a wonderful holiday season and hopefully I get more regular with updating. You're all saints for putting up with me and I'd hug each and every one of you if I could.
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