"Come on...This isn't funny."
She tried to pull away from his strong hands but her efforts were fruitless. The more she tugged his hand, the harder he pulled.
"Jax!" she whispered as she looked around her making sure they weren't visible in the dark night.
He stopped and turned to look at her, a gleam of mischief in his eyes.
"Come on, babe..." he whined, a small smirk creeping in his lips.
She felt her heartbeat pick-up as the smirk quickly turned into a smile. She felt her own lips tugging at the corners as Jax slowly pulled her closer to his 6'1'' frame. He gave her a lingering kiss on the edge of her mouth. Tara felt her eyes flutter shut as Jax's hands made their way to her ass. Squeezing her cheeks lightly, Tara felt his breath around her right ear, as his hands travelled to where his crow rested, right above the globes he loved so much.
"You know how much I love you, right?" he whispered. Tara felt the cold, night air in her lower back as one of his hands stroked the crow that drove him wild.
Tara sighed. She knew what he was doing. He knew what buttons to push to make her do whatever he wanted. And it didn't help that she was completely powerless to his sexual prowess, especially when he sucked on a particular spot on her neck, just like he was doing now.
She gasped when she felt his small bite on that one spot that drove her wild. Her eyes popped open as she tried to move away from his tight arms.
"Jax..."
He growled when he felt her push him away, making him tighten his hold on her.
"Jax, come on..." she whispered as one of his hands cupped her breast.
His mouth made its way to her ear, "I want you, Tara..." he pulled her closer to his body, so she could feel the effect she had on him. "I want you so bad, babe..." he took one of her earlobes and gently sucked on it.
She moaned as she felt the heat spread across her body.
Her fingers made their way to his hair as she tried to redirect his mouth to hers. She felt Jax struggle against her guidance making her pull slightly away from his strong arms.
"Jax," she whispered when their eyes connected, his full of want and lust.
He smirked. "You want me, babe?"
Tara whimpered as she nodded her head.
"Then come and follow me," he grabbed her hand pulling her away.
Tara grunted in frustration and annoyance.
"You never play fucking fair," she pouted away as he continued half pulling and half dragging her across the field.
Jax turned his head and gave her a wink before continuing his path forward.
She secretly cursed her boyfriend of two years as they made their way across the field.
They walked for nearly twenty minutes until the large mansion came into their view.
Jax stopped briefly and looked over at her, the smile on his face getting wider and wider. She rolled her eyes as he pulled her towards the overly ridiculous sized home.
Tara knew that the house itself was empty, its occupants on vacation somewhere in the Caribbean. The only sound coming out of the property was that of the pool making swooshing sounds as the night air gently pushed the water around its confinements.
When they reached the pool area, Jax let go of her hand and shrugged off his kutte, throwing it in the nearest lawn chair.
He turned around to face her.
"So, I heard there is a jacuzzi in the property."
Tara crossed her arms in front of her. "And?" she gave him a glare.
Jax smirked as he pulled his white t-shirt over his head. The shirt joined his kutte. He took off his trademark white sneakers and socks as she looked on.
"You think its hot?"
Tara saw his hands making their way to his belt buckle.
She tried to hide the effect he had on her as he removed his baggy jeans and boxers simultaneously.
"Well, jacuzzis tend to be hotter than the weather," she replied nonchalantly, her arms still crossed in front of her. "Plus, I highly doubt that the Hales left their jacuzzi on."
Standing buck naked in the Hales pool area, Jax looked around. He noted a small thermo near the pool house. Walking towards it, Jax played around with the nobs and buttons for a few moments until Tara heard the swish of the jacuzzi. She spotted the jacuzzi off the right of the pool and she innerly groaned as she watched Jax approaching it. He bent down to check the temperature giving her a full view of his perfect ass.
When the temperature reached Jax's approval, he turned and motioned for her to come to him with his forefinger, the effects of his lust quite evident to her as she quickly glanced down his body.
Not resisting him or his allure, Tara walked towards him, the glow of the pool casting sensual shadows around them.
When she did reach him, he quickly pulled her to him and took her mouth with his. Her hands rested against his chest as his hands grabbed her ass, pulling her as close to him as humanly possible. After a few minutes of heavy making out, she pulled away from him when she felt his hands fumbling with her belt buckle. He abandoned her pants as he looked at her chest, his lips parted and swollen.
"Jax, this is a bad idea," she whispered as he became solely focused on getting her undressed.
She tried to pull his hands away from her shirt as he tried to unbutton it. "Jax..."
He growled as he pulled the shirt, buttons popping out everywhere, exposing him to her lacy black bra, his impatience evident.
"I want you. And nothing is going to stop me, babe." He quickly threw her ruined shirt on the ground. He pulled the straps of her bra down until her breast sprung free from their confinements. Jax didn't even bother unhooking her, as he also ripped the bra from her body and quickly latched onto her breasts, hungry for her and her only.
Tara didn't know how to contain her moans as she felt his tongue and fingers twirling around her "puppies" like Jax often called her breasts.
She knew this was a bad idea but she was too far gone in him to care about the possibility of getting caught.
Her hands quickly made their way to her jeans and she finished the job Jax started. She tried to maneuver her way out of her jeans and panties, but Jax was making it difficult by not letting her move an inch since he was permanently latched onto one of her nipples.
"Jax..." she moaned loudly as she tried to remove the bottom half of her clothes. Jax pulled away and got onto his knees. He kissed his way down her torso, his hands pulling her jeans and panties gently down her legs. He placed his face near her crotch and inhaled deeply before looking into her eyes.
"You smell divine..." he whispered. Tara blushed as Jax stood and reached for her hand. She intertwined their fingers and followed closely behind him as he led them into the hot jacuzzi.
Jax let go of her hand as he settled into the warm water. When he was chest deep in, Tara made her way to his lap and straddled him.
She didn't waste anytime and started attacking his mouth, with hungry kisses.
Within minutes, they were panting for air. Her sexual hunger was too much for her to take. She shifted and gently lower herself until all of him was inside her.
They gently rocked their hips in synced, drawing pleasure from one another, the air becoming hotter as the minutes trickled by.
"Fuck, babe..." Jax palmed her breasts as Tara picked up her speed and threw her head back.
She felt her orgasm starting to build up. She looked down when she felt his hands on her hips, gripping her harder as she felt his seed spilling into her. She let go and felt the scream escape her lips. She rode him until she transcended down from her high.
She rested her head in his shoulder as she tried to catch her breath. She felt his hands stroking her back as she placed a lingering kiss on his neck. She continued making her way up to his ear, when she heard him groan...
"Baby, you are going to get me worked up again..."
She felt him harden slightly inside of her.
She moved so to look straight into his eyes...
"Well, its a good thing there is also a pool..." she winked as she stood and walked out of the jacuzzi...
"Jax! This is a bad a idea..." she whispered.
Jax chuckled as he effortlessly opened the back door to the house. Part of him wanted to be surprised that the Hales were stupid enough to leave their back door unlocked, but then again they all lived in Charming and nothing ever happened in Charming.
He slipped into the house, Tara following closely behind him.
He knew where the kitchen was given that Jacob Hale use to throw parties whenever Pop and Mom were out of town, and he and Opie often crashed the parties to pick-up girls. But that was before Tara.
Now, he only belonged to her and to her only and he didn't care how much of a pussy it made him sound. He loved his girl more than anyone could ever imagine.
It was that love that made him turn around and look at her. She wasn't standing too far behind him and she looked so adorable in his white t-shirt, her wet hair drying slowing, making her usually pin-straight hair take on their natural waves. Her pale skin glowed in the dark house, making him smile as he thought of their hot and passionate lovemaking, twice in one night. First in the jacuzzi and then in the pool. Afterwards, they swam around and goofed off, both in the nude. It was those moments, when they were together, just laughing and talking, no other bullshit surrounding them, that made him cherish what he and Tara had. A love like no other... Maybe Opie and Donna could sort of compare, but to him, the love he shared with Tara was unparalleled to no other.
He pulled her close to him and he buried his face in her neck. He inhale deeply and smiled when he smelled the chlorine, his smell and Tara's all mixed in one. The fact that he could smell himself in her made him giddy like a fucking kid. Shit, he had it bad for her.
"I love you, babe."
He felt her arms wrap around his neck. "I love you," she whispered back.
He lost track of time but he knew that they stood in the middle of Hales living room for a while, content with their arms wrapped around each other.
He pulled away from her arms when he remembered why they were standing inside Hale's house.
"Come on, babe." He grabbed one of her slender hands. "Let's find something to eat." He led them to the massive kitchen. Although he has been at Hales before, it was always crowded with overly horny teenagers who wanted to get wasted and laid. Now, both he and Tara looked around, taking in the monstrosity of the kitchen. Jax whistled.
"Wow..."
He looked at Tara next to him, her eyes wide as saucers as she looked around her. It suddenly hit him that this was probably the first time she has ever stepped inside the Hales mansion.
"First time here?"
She nodded. "Davey never brought me inside. When we study, its always in the school library or the park. Never here."
Jax felt the anger bubble inside of him. He knew that the youngest Hale had a hard on for his girl, but he also knew that beside Donna, Opie and himself, David Hale was the only person Tara considered a friend. The star quarterback and future cop and Tara were study buddies, given that both were in honor classes. As much as it bugged Jax that Tara spent time away from him to study with Hale, he knew how important education was to her. He also had the suspicion that Hale was keeping Tara away from his home given that she is often judged for her Dad's drunken behavior. Jax would bet his top rocker, that Hale Senior wouldn't take kindly to his youngest son bringing the town's drunk daughter to Maison de Hale.
Tara sensed the change in Jax and quickly turned him around. "Hey...hey..." she focused Jax's eyes to hers. "Don't read too much into it." She gave his nose a quick peck and walked towards the industrial size refrigerator.
He tried to focus on her and her only but he couldn't help the feeling of disgust that was slowly creeping all throughout his body. The Hales always thought they were better than Samcro but he would not accept, will not accept the Hales thinking they were better than Tara...His Tara was worth 100 times more than the Hale clan put together.
"JAX!"
He looked at his girl. Dress in nothing but his shirt and her small black panties. She was looking at him but most of her body was turned towards the fridge.
"What do you want to eat? This fridge has everything... fruits, veggies, some leftovers... Wine, beer..." Tara turned away from him and started moving things around. She kept blabbing on and on, but Jax could only focus on his hatred for the Hales.
He'll show them.
He joined Tara next to the fridge. He quickly looked into the fridge and grabbed the first bottle of white wine he saw. He tried to read the label but it was all in French.
"Fucking rich pricks," he mumbled mostly to himself but given the look Tara gave him, he knew she heard him.
He walked over to the nearest counter and placed the wine bottle there. Next, he moved around the kitchen and opened as many drawers as he could, looking for a wine opener.
"Jax..." Tara said from the fridge. He quickly looked at her and noted the frown on her face. He continued searching for the opener. "What are you doing? We were suppose to get something quick and leave! We are going to get caught."
"Almost done, babe." He gave her a triumphant smile when he found the opener. He walked over to were the wine bottle was and started opening it. When he heard the small pop, he went to search for wine glasses, opening cabinets left and right.
"Jax, let's go." Tara started shutting all the drawers and cabinet doors he left open.
Jax ignored her and continued his search. "Voilà!" He grabbed two wine glasses and the bottle.
"JAX! Where are you going?" He smiled at how cute she looked, hair all messy and semi-dry, standing in the middle of Hale's kitchen, in nothing on but his shirt and panties.
"Grab something from the fridge to eat and let's go. We are celebrating."
Tara folded her arms in front of her. "And what exactly are we celebrating, Jackson?"
Jax gave her a teasing wink. "Our love."
He turned around and started walking towards the front of the house, where he knew the stairway to the upstairs were. He heard Tara's grunt of frustration and slamming of the fridge door a few moments later. He jogged up the steps two at a time and made this way to the second story...
"I think you have a problem, Teller."
Jax laughed as he reached over to the nightstand for his glass of wine. Tara's hair was matted around her face, the beads of sweat trickling down her neck. She reached and took his wine glass and took a sip before placing it back on the night table.
She gazed lovingly at her boyfriend, his hair a wild mess as he lazily stroked his stomach with a content smile on his face.
"Yea, you have a serious problem," she muttered as she flopped down on the massive King-size bed.
She looked at the ceiling, noticing the fancy mosaics above her. The ceiling was covered in Gods and Goddess and some angels. Truthfully, it was beautiful but a bit over the top for her.
"Ridiculous, ain't it?"
Tara looked over at Jax, who was also looking up at the ceiling.
"It is... but its also so beautiful."
"You're beautiful, babe."
She glanced back at Jax, who was looking at her with his beautiful, soulful eyes...Eyes that were so full of love...love for her. She felt her heart swell. This man has given her everything she ever wanted and hoped for in a partner. He is her soulmate and deep down she knew she would do anything for him.
"I love you, Jackson. So much."
She leaned in and gave him a tender kiss on his lips. She felt his hand in her hair and she opened her mouth to let his tongue in.
She felt the heat between them and part of her should be surprised that they still had the energy to make love once again. The jacuzzi, pool, and the main bed room of Hale's mansion... Three times in one night and she knew that Jax would go for a fourth...His sexual appetite was insatiable.
With his other hand, he palmed one of her breast as he turned them over so he lay on top of her. She automatically opened her legs for him, bending them at the knee. She felt his cock harden near her thighs and she moaned as he teased her entrance with his cock.
She broke away from his lips and looked into his eyes.
"Love me..." she whispered as he slid into her effortlessly. "I love you...I love you, Jackson..." she said over and over again as her hips met his continuously, his grunts getting louder per meeting of their hips.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and started clawing at his back, as she felt the building of her orgasm. She lost all her rhythm as she pursued her pressures and Jax at one point removed her hands from his back and interlaced their fingers as he pounded into her, the headboard of the bed making constant contact with the wall behind them.
She knew they were being loud but as she felt the wonderful inner explosion she didn't care that her screams echoed around the empty mansion. She didn't partially care when she felt Jax bite and suck in the spot along her neck that drove her wild, causing another massive orgasm to rock her body as she felt his own seed spilling into her. He soon collapsed on top of her, his breath still coming out in short spurts.
Minutes might have trickled by but her head still felt fuzzy from the immense pleasure she had felt in the arms of Jackson Teller. She felt him drifting off to sleep, his body still covering hers, but she was too sexually satisfied to tell him to move.
She was dozing off, when she heard the soft footballs of someone's feet walking right outside the room. She tried to move herself from under Jax but all she was able to do was rise her head before the door slammed open. Jax still buck naked on top of her sat up and turned to see who had disrupted his sleep, his face annoyed more than frightened.
Tara tried to grab the nearest sheet to cover her exposed chest. Given that she and Jax didn't wait to uncover the freshly made bed before falling on top of it to have sex, all she had to cover up was one of the many pillows that covered the bed.
A bright light was shining on their faces, so she couldn't distinguish the culprit of the break in.
It was when she heard the "freeze" and then the "oh shit," that she realized that they were busted for breaking and entering.
She had both her legs and arms crossed in front of her and she was hella pissed off.
Usually Jax would try his best to get his girl in a better mood, but there wasn't much he could do, sitting across from her in another jail cell.
Two of Unser's men picked them up for breaking and entering after the groundskeeper saw movement in the master bedroom after he came back from a late night visit to his mother. He called the cops not wanting to risk it.
By the the time the cops arrived, he and Tara had made love twice in Poppa and Momma's Hale King-sized bed. That's not to include the pool and the jacuzzi before that.
He smiled thinking back on the amazing night...
"This isn't funny, Jackson!"
Jax looked up and saw his girl giving him the death stare. This wasn't the first time they were arrested together... hell, he once joked that they should just move into Charming PD's precinct earning him a slap in the arm but Jax wasn't stupid. He could tell that Tara was getting tired of the same routine... He suggesting they do something outrageous and out of the norm for her, they have their fun and then they get busted. They have gotten arrest so many times that Gemma no longer flinched when Unser called her. She didn't even bother giving them a speech. She posted bail and got them out.
Tara was still giving him a dirty look, prompting him to get up from the cot and standing right in front of the bars.
"Babe, you know we won't get charged with anything. Clay will take care of everything"
Tara scoffed and looked away from him, her arms still crossed in front of her. He saw the bite marks and hickeys along her neck. She was wearing his t-shirt making her even sexier in his eyes. Her hair was also a mess and he loved knowing that people around the station knew that she had been thoroughly fucked by him. Shit, Hale Jr. was doing an internship with Unser so by the time he came back from his family vacation, Jax knew that the future cop will be made aware of the rendezvous he and Tara had in his house.
He felt the smile tug at his lips but he fought it like hell. He needed for Tara not to be upset with him.
Fuck, he had it bad for this girl.
All he ever wanted to do was spend time with her and make her happy. Just as happy as she made him. The guys had no problem calling him pussy whipped but hell, he doubted that any one of them ever felt what he felt for Tara. She brought him back to life after JT died. She was his everything...
"Babe, please look at me..." he whispered. He grabbed the bars in front of him, his body aching to have her in his arms. It was physically hurting him not being able to touch her at the moment.
"No."
He felt a pang in his chest.
Whenever he and Tara fought, she became cold and distant. He fucking hated every minute of their fights. Even though he was meaner and fought dirtier than she did and was less likely to apologize first, Tara was colder. When she got like that, a fear crept in that always had him paralyzed. What if she realized she was too good for him? What is she left him?
"Tara..." he begged. He moved closer to the bars and for several minutes he tried to get her attention without much success.
When she continued to ignore him, Jax moved away from the bars and started pacing the small jail cell, often running his fingers thru his long locks.
Fuck if the guys saw him like this, he knew he would get shit. Tig had no problems saying that Tara had his balls in a vice. Shit, half the time he didn't care what his brothers in arms thought of his relationship with Tara. Publicly, he still carried that hard ass edginess that drove women wild with want and had men full of envy. Privately, it was Tara who saw his soft side. She was part of who he was and the thought of ever losing her had him going off the fucking walls. He wasn't stupid. He sensed her anxiety being in Charming. She was growing more and more restless. At times, she would start talking about other cities and towns and a whole world outside of Charming and the fear in his heart grew and grew and grew. A fear he never admitted to anyone other than himself.
The fear that one day he would lose Tara Knowles.
He sat in the small cot.
He never told her his fears.
Whenever she was off studying with Hale, the fear of losing her crept in slowly, making itself known at the most random times. Her living somewhere else without him. His thoughts would drift to her with another man, making him sick to his stomach...her with kids with that unknown man...at times, it was Hale's face that he saw in the sick nightmare. Tara happily ever after with Hale...
He never told her of his fear of ever losing her... Never.
"I can't lose you."
The words were out of his mouth before he could even think twice of stopping them. He looked at his calloused hands. His hands were so different from hers. He hurt people with his hands...she healed him every time she touched him.
"I never thought you would fall for me, babe... when we first started, I didn't know what would happen between us..." he paused when he noticed her swift in her cell. He turned and looked at her, still with her arms crossed in front of her. God, she was stubborn.
"That day in the cemetery...After JT's funeral... was the first day of my healing. You came into my life when it didn't make any sense. Shit, I had lost my Dad and bro...Gemma was banging Clay...Opie had just returned from being away with Mary...At the time, I didn't have anything or anyone. But then you waltzed into my life...Became my healer. Without you, Tara, I am just a broken outlaw. You are my everything, babe. I can't lose you." He stood and walked towards the front of his cell. He placed his hands on the bars...
"Look at me, babe."
Her posture had relaxed and she turned slowly to look at him. He saw the tears in her eyes. The walls were coming down...
"Tara Grace Knowles, whatever happens, just know that I love you. I love you more than I have ever loved anyone or anything. I will always love you and only you. I can't lose you..." he heard his voice crack. "I am so scared that one day you'll realized how good you are...How much better you are and how you deserve the whole fucking world... A world I could probably never offer you. I am scared that you will leave me, here, in Charming, alone. I just can't..."
"Shut up."
He did just that... Tara stood from her cot and walked to the front of her cell. She chose to not touch the bars, instead leaving her arms permanently crossed in front of her. She stared at him with those gorgeous eyes that he loved so much.
"Jackson, I love you. I love you so much it hurts..." she trailed on and closed her eyes.
His heart started pounding in his chest. "But..." he continued.
She opened her eyes and looked at him. "But, I don't know where to land baby. This..." she used her hands to signal their surroundings. "This isn't me..." She sighed and closed her eyes.
"Tara, look at me..." when her eyes remained closed, he grunted out of frustration. "Please, look at me, babe."
He gave her a few moments. Unlike he, Tara wasn't impulsive. She thought before committing any actions or speaking her mind.
"Tara..."
Her eyes bore into his. "Stay here and you'll find your place. I promise, babe."
She nodded her head.
"Okay." She gave him a small smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.
He smiled at her. "Okay."
About an hour later, a deputy came and open the jail cells for them. Gemma had bailed them out.
When both of them stepped out of their respect cells, Jax reached over for one of her hands.
He gently kissed her hand and looked into her eyes.
"We are in this together."
"Together," she whispered back.