Crash Into Me-Chapter 16

Wonderland

M/N- Michele's Note

How is everyone doing? I hope all is well with everyone. Only three more episodes of SOA to go…sniff..sniff..

I wanted to send a shout out to all the SOA interracial story authors out there on fan . There are a few out there now and I am so excited to see more pop up as there was none that I saw out there when I wrote my first story New By Laws. I always said there was going to be a revolution of interracial stories and I am so glad that it is now starting. I want everyone to support all the interracial stories out there, as there is still not enough and it is obvious there is a desire for it. So ladies and gents let's get to writing!

Smiles….and hugs…. ~Michele

Gemma put her hand over Sherry's to calm her down a little. Sherry was shaking a little as she was nervous sitting at a visitor's table waiting to see Lenny. She had not seen him in a little over four decades.

"Calm down Sherry. It's going to be ok." Gemma squeezed her hand. Sherry looked over at Gemma and smiled at her friend. In the last couple of days the two ladies had rekindled their friendship. Gemma had talked Sherry into seeing Lenny again to let him know that Sherry had planned to reach out to their son. Gemma thought reaching out to their son was not a good idea but she would stand by her friend. If anything she needed to make up for talking Sherry into giving up the baby. Gemma realized now that Sherry would have done an excellent job in raising the child. The door buzzed and a new set of prisoners walked in. Sherry tensed up a little as she looked for Lenny in the new group of prisoners shuffling in. It has been years since she seen him and she had no idea how he looked. Sherry looked at each one and could not tell which one would be Lenny.

"There he is." Gemma nodded to an old tired looking man hunched over walking towards them. Was this Lenny? Sherry thought to herself. Time had not been kind to him. Lenny walked up and hugged Gemma.

"My God Gemma you are as beautiful as ever!" he said pressing his electrolarynx to speak. Lenny looked over at Sherry and recognition filled his eyes.

"Sherry?"

"Lenny." She acknowledges.

Lenny stood in front of Sherry in shock. She was as beautiful as he remembered. They all sat down at a table.

"What are you ladies doing here?" he asked as embarrassment began to creep into him. He did not want Sherry or Gemma to see him like this. It was a far cry from his hey days. Sherry swallowed the lump in her throat and told Lenny that she had planned to contact their son. There was not a day that had went by that Lenny did not think of Sherry and the child they had together. He had wished things had turned out different between them. If anything, it may have kept him out of jail and he could have been a good man to Sherry and father to his first-born.

"Why are you telling me this?" he asked looking in Sherry's familiar brown eyes.

"I thought you should know just in case he tries to seek you out." Sherry answered.

"Why Sherry? It has been over forty years. Why would you tell the child now? I'm sure the last thing he needs to hear is that his father is in prison for life."

"I need to do this Lenny. I need peace of mind." Sherry had to keep herself from snapping at Lenny. Lenny looked at the only woman he felt that he ever loved in his own twisted way of loving someone and nodded his head.

"Ok Sherry." Lenny reached over to grab Sherry's hand but she recoiled. Hurt spread across Lenny's face.

"Sherry…..I am sorry."

Sherry lifted her hand to stop Lenny from saying anything further.

"I just wanted to give you a heads up Lenny." Sherry told him standing up preparing to leave.

Lenny sat back in his seat at a loss for words. He knew he could not make up for forty plus years of heartbreak in a matter of minutes with Sherry. So, he did not say anything further as he watched Gemma and her leave.

"Is that everything?" Happy asked Brea as they loaded up one of the two vans that were parked out front of Brea's apartment.

"Yeah I think that is it." Brea sighed with relief that they were finally done packing up her apartment. It took almost two weeks of her packing up all her belongings. She just did not have the time with work and she hardly had any help. Jax and her mom came as often as they could to help her but it still took nearly two weeks.

"Alright I will meet you at TM." Happy told her as he hopped in the van. Brea locked up the apartment and followed behind Happy and Rat Boy back to the garage. Just as they were pulling in Jax was backing his bike into a parking space.

"How did everything go?" he asked Happy walking up to him as he jumped out the van.

"Everything went well boss. We are finally done packing and we can go in there and start fixing and restoring the place."

"Good." Jax looked over at Brea getting out of her car. She smiled at him but walked right past him. She knew he didn't tell everyone in the club about their relationship and she will let him do it when he felt the time was right. She knew he cared for her and would do anything for her. That was enough for her right now. Jax found himself watching Brea as she walked by him. He zoned in on her ass as her hips swayed back and forth. His mind immediately reminisced of her naked back arching up to him begging for him. Brea could feel Jax glare on her and she swayed her hips a little more than necessary as she smiled to herself.

Brea walked back to the parking lot after the guys loaded her stuff in storage behind the clubhouse. She stopped in her tracks when she saw a blonde woman give Jax a hug. Brea stood for a second looking at them. She tried to fight the green-eyed monster that was threatening to take over. Come on Brea he is allowed to have female friends. Her attention quickly turned to the tall Latino man who also gave Jax a hug. Ok so they were all just friends Brea rationalized to herself. She needed to get going so she can pick up Mya and to be honest she needed to leave before she talked herself out of thinking they were just friends. Jax watched Brea as she walked to her car. The blonde noticing his attention withdrew from her followed his gazed, and looked over at Brea. Brea looked up and caught the woman looking at her. The woman smiled at her and Brea returned the smile and got into her car. Looking at them in her rearview mirror Brea saw the woman lean in and put her hand on Jax's chest. The touch was familiar and more than just a friend's touch. Jax eyes darted over to Brea's car and Brea looked away from her rearview mirror to pretend she didn't see anything. She started up her car and headed out the parking lot without looking back in her rearview mirror. She wished she did not see that. Now her mind was running a million miles. Who was she? What was she to Jax? Who was the man with them? About the time Brea picked up Mya she was a nervous wreck. How could she ask Jax who the woman was without sounding possessive and jealous? She would have to find a way because she knew she would not be at peace if she did not inquire.

Later that night after putting Mya and Abel to bed Brea sat on the couch with her legs up on the couch and flipped through the channels waiting for Jax to come home. Just when she was about to fall asleep she heard the front door shut. Jax hung his cut up and walked up to the couch, lifted her legs up and sat down with a heavy sigh. Jax put Brea's legs on his lap and rubbed her legs as he leaned his head back on the couch. He looked so tired. Brea removed her legs and scooted closer to him. She took her fingers and rubbed her fingers through his hair.

"Long day?" she asked rubbing his cheek.

Jax nodded his head yes and closed his eyes. Brea decided it would not be a good time to bring up the blonde woman from earlier.

"Are you hungry? Have you eaten?" she asked

"I'm good babe…..I'm not hungry." He answered with his eyes still closed. Brea leaned over and softly kissed his lips. When she pulled back, he opened his eyes and smiled at her.

"Come on lets go to bed." She suggested as she stood up and extended her hand to him. Jax took her hand and she pulled on him to lift him up but Jax did not budge. He smiled wider at her as she tried again to pull him up. His body did not move. Was she that weak? Brea took her other hand, grabbed his wrist, and pulled. Jax laughed, as he still did not move.

"Jax!" Brea laughed.

As if she weighed only an ounce Jax pulled Brea to him and Brea stumbled onto his lap. She moved about to where she could straddle him.

"Hey you." He whispered his lips lightly touching hers.

"Hey back." She said before she crashed her lips onto his. Jax was a little taken back as he wrapped his arms around Brea and returned her kiss. She was usually so shy and he had to make the first move. He had an idea where this boldness was coming from. Maybe he needed to have Collette come by the clubhouse again whenever Brea happens to be there. He expected her to ask him who she was as soon as he walked into the house. Brea lifted up from his lips and unzipped his hoodie and pulled it off. She threw his hoodie over to the loveseat and then pulled off his SAMCRO t-shirt. After throwing the t-shirt on the loveseat as well she leaned back in to kiss him. Jax stopped her, cupped her face, and looked into her eyes. Brea looked into his beautiful blue eyes as he ran his fingers through her hair. He looked as if he wanted to tell her something but he stopped himself and pulled her back into a kiss. After a few moments Brea pulled away again and Jax felt his heartbeat increase as he looked into her beautiful brown eyes.

"Jackson?" her fingers lightly traced his lips.

"Yes." He loved the way his full name purred on her tongue.

"Are you mine?"

Her brown eyes looked at him in question.

"Yes I am yours." He answered without hesitation.

Brea closed her eyes as tears rolled down her cheek. Jax kissed them away.

"I am yours," He whispered to her again between his kisses to reassure her. "Come on….let's go to bed."

Brea laid in Jax's bed with just a bra and underwear on. Jax was towering over her intensely staring at her.

"Jax what are you doing? Aren't you coming to bed?" she asked looking up at him. Jax just stood before her with just his boxers. Brea looked down and saw him began to swell in his boxers.

"Do you have any idea how stunning you look?" He told her in admiration.

Brea looked up at him with no words.

Jax took in every inch of Brea's beautiful body and decided he wanted to see just how bold she really had become.

"Brea I want you to touch yourself."

Brea eyes grew big. Did she hear him right?

"What?" she asked to make sure she heard him right.

Jax sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed one of her legs, and slowly rubbed it up and down as he told her again what he wanted.

"I want you to touch yourself."

Heat rose up to Brea's face as she locked eyes with Jax.

"Don't be scared. You have pleasured yourself before right?"

Brea could not believe they were having this conversation.

"Have you pleasured yourself before?… Answer me Brea."

Brea shook her head yes, as words were not forming.

"Take off your bra and panties," He softly demanded. "I want to see you."

Brea did as she was told and laid back in the bed naked. Jax cut off the room light and cut on the lamp by the bed. It dimmed the room just enough where Brea did not feel like she was on an operating table with florescent light shining down on her. What wild ride was Mr. Teller taking her tonight? Jax sat on the side of the bed, leaned over, and softly kissed Brea.

"Show me what you do when you are alone and thinking about me." He said nibbling on her ear. Brea closed her eyes and focused on the light butterfly kisses Jax was planting all over her face and neck. Becoming aroused Brea found her hands slowly trailing down her stomach. Her breath caught when she felt Jax's tongue flick on one of her nipples. Brea let out a soft moan as her fingers spread her soft folds and began to caress her clit. She could not believe she was doing this. This man was really breaking her out of her shell. She opened her eyes to look at Jax and he was staring at her with such intensity it caught Brea off guard.

"Close your eyes Brea and think of me." Jax said as he spread Brea's legs wider so he could get a better view of her other beautiful lips. Brea closed her eyes and focused on pleasuring herself. She could hear Jax heavy breathing as her fingers circled and flicked back and forth on her clit. She started to squirm a little as the prickle of orgasm began to surface. Jax liked his lips as he saw the juices began to flow out of Brea. He watched her as she started to moan and squirm under her touch. He wanted to see her make herself come but he could not control himself. Jax threw off his boxers and crawled on top of Brea.

"Stop." He growled low at her ear as he removed her hands and put them above her head.

"Jax," she moaned his name as she opened her eyes to find him leaning over to kiss her. 'I was almost there."

"Trust me baby….I will take you back there and more." He told her just before thrusting his aching cock inside her hot and wet pussy. Brea arched her hips up to meet his deep thrusts. My God he knew just what to do to make Brea feel like her body was a Wonderland….and Jax was about to ride it all night.