It's been a while my amazing people, but here is the next chapter in this beautifully chaotic story. Hope you're all still sticking with me, lots of love.

Tara waddled through the clubhouse doors, looking around the place for her fiancé. They'd been officially engaged for about a month now, which meant she was a month closer to giving birth to the latest Teller. Something had been making her nervous lately, and she didn't know if it was because of the possible heart condition that could be passed onto their baby, or if it was the fact of bringing another life into this world and raising it around all this going on. Feeling a sharp pang go through her, she grabbed the pool table she had just reached as her face contorted in pain.

"Woah, you okay?" One of the guys playing had asked, "VP get out here, now!"

Tara breathed through her nose, trying to get a grip on the pain, after a second it eased and she stood up "I'm fine, it's okay," but before she could finish her sentence an all too familiar pull had her turning her head to see Jax standing in the doorway of the Church doors looking at her worriedly. Rushing over to her he pushed her back until her knees hit the bar stool and he carefully helped her sit down.

"Babe, what's going on, are you okay?" His eyes were roaming over her, looking for signs of pain and they stopped on her stomach, "You're not in...? It's too early isn't it?" She saw his eyes start to bulge out of his eyes at the thought and that brought a smile to her face.

Lifting her hand up to his scruffy jaw, she brushed her fingers over it. "Baby, I'm okay now. They were probably just braxton hick contractions…" "No, we're going to get you checked out right now and I don't want you fighting me about this." His tone told her it was best to just give him his way this time because when it came to his sons he wouldn't let up whatsoever. Rolling her eyes she stood, and extended her hand out for him to take as he led her out to the car. She made a face, hoping he didn't see, but she had gotten sick and tired of driving in the damn car and wanted to be on the back of his bike, feeling his muscles flex under her as he revved up.

"Why the face? I know you hate when I get like this but I don't want anything happening to you or him…" His voice trailed off as he saw her eyeing the bike and he knew that's what had her looking unpleased. "Babe, a couple more months and you'll be back on it, with me."

Turning to look at him she pouted, "But I don't want to wait two more months." That brought a smile to his face for the first time since he had seen her looking more pained than ever, and it made her happy. She didn't want him worrying about things when she knew it was fine but just like the Jax Teller that she loved eleven years ago, he wouldn't ease up. Before she knew it she was being backed up against their car as his fingers danced over her hips. Jax brushed his nose along her cheek until it reached her ear. "We need to get you checked out and then I'll give you something else to ride."

The promise in his voice had her squeezing her legs shut and a moan making its way out from her throat. She opened up the door and got in before she jumped him in front of everyone right then and there.

Chuckling, he walked over to his door and climbed in, starting the car he backed out and made his way for the doctors office. He hoped nothing was wrong and that his boy wasn't coming, dealing with a premature Abel had been hard enough and he wasn't sure he'd be able to go through another one. Thankfully Abel had gotten so much stronger and was living like nothing had happened to him to begin with, he knew he had Tara to thank for that and he'd spend the rest of his life showing her that he appreciated it more than life.

He was brought out of his thoughts when Tara's hand skimmed his face and found its way into his hair. "What are you thinking about, Jax?"

"Just about Abel and how you saved his life. I can't go through it again, though, Tara." The concern in his voice made her heart ache. Jax wasn't someone who wore his heart on his sleeve but she always saw through every facade he put on for everyone else, and that's what made her fall in love with him all those years ago, what made her always love him through all the shit they'd gone through.

"Jackson, listen to me. He'll be okay, he's a fighter like his dad and his big brother. You heard the doctor last time we went, he was healthy as can be and everything was on track. He's not going to come early, baby." She hoped he believed her, not liking the way he was worried she undid her seatbelt and carefully slid into his lap so he could still see the road. She put her hands around his neck and rested her face on his chest. "I know you're scared, I am too but you can't close me out because that won't do anything but hurt me."

Taking one hand off the wheel, he rested it on her lower back and started making circles with him thumb. Something he'd always done when he was in a weird place and needed her silent comfort. "I won't close you out babe, I just need to know he's okay and then I'll relax. I promise."

The rest of the way was silent as he rubbed her back and focused on the road. Pulling up to the hospital he parked and reached for the door, slowly so Tara didn't fall out when it opened. Carefully he grabbed her hips and helped her down to the ground before making his way out and slinging his arm over her shoulder. Kissing the side of her head, he lead them to the doors.

Being one of the top performers of the hospital had its advantages, so did being with one of the most feared but sexy ass bikers in town. They waited for not more than five minutes before her doctor could see them. Walking back to the room, Tara hopped up on the seat as Jax sat in the chair next to her. A couple of minutes later walked through the doors and smiled at an anxious looking Jax and Tara who was calm.

"Hi you two, what can I do for you today? You weren't scheduled for another week, when you hit your 26 week mark." Tara smiled guiltily at her, "I know but Jax here.."

"No, she was at the garage earlier today and looked like she was ready to go into labor." smiled at him, "Ah a nervous daddy I see. Well let's get you checked out and make sure everything is okay with little baby boy." Tara gave her another smiled before pushing herself back on the examining bed and rolled up her shirt so she could squirt some gel on stomach.

Turning on the ultrasound machine, he grabbed the hand held camera gadget and started rubbing in the gel onto her stomach. A heartbeat crackled it's way through the room a second later and the doctor took a finger to point at the screen. "If you look right here you could see him moving around, happily. Your baby is healthy and nothing seems to be out of the ordinary. What you were feeling earlier was probably him kicking a little too hard on your cervix." Smiling over at Jax she continued, "She might get those more often now, he's a big fella but I promise you he's a healthy baby and won't be meeting you anytime soon."

Nodding his head, Jax squeezed Tara's hand a little harder when he looked down at her and saw her I-told-you-so smirk. What a smart ass, he thought to himself, but couldn't stop the smile he gave her.

After another minute, printed them their ultrasound photo and said her goodbyes and that she'd see them next week. Tara wiped off the rest of her stomach and tossed the wipes in the trash can beside her. "I told you everything was fine." She brought her hands around his neck and locked them together.

"Now, if I remember correctly Teller, you promised me something to ride when we were done here." She looked in his eyes and saw she was going to get exactly that.

Pushing her against the door, Jax brought his hands to her hips and put his thumbs in the waistband of her jeans. "You're right Knowles, I did. So let's get you home and give you the ride of your life." His words had her thighs shaking and a wetness forming between her legs, chuckling at her moan, he leaned down and have her a quick kiss before pulling her back and opening the door for them to leave. She'd get exactly what she wanted, he only hoped he could get them home before he changed his mind and took her in the car.

The ride home was full of sexual tension and Tara though she would combust right then and there. She was thankful when she called Gemma a few minutes ago and she said she would keep him for the day so the two of them could relax. Tara knew she'd be doing anything but relaxing, if she had her way.

Pulling into the driveway Jax parked the car and jumped out as if it were on fire. Opening her door she plopped down on the ground fast enough to have her arm jerked towards the door by a determined looking Jax. She couldn't help but giggle when he cursed at the door because it wouldn't open fast enough, but that giggle turned into a moan when he banged it open and pushed her against the wall by the kitchen, slamming his mouth onto hers.

Her fingers flew into his hair and gripped him, pulling him closer to her. "Oh God, Jax." He pulled his mouth away from hers and trailed kisses down her throat, easing his way down her body and slowed himself onto his knees. A shiver went down her spine when he lifted her shirt and started sucking kisses around her stomach. Her fingers were still in his hair and now pulled at the strands.

Backing up just enough, Jax started undoing her jeans and pulled them down her legs along with her panties. When they hit her ankles she picked up her feet to shimmy out of them, her knees going weak when she felt his lips on her thighs. Grabbing the counter behind her for support she gasped as his mouth landed on her core, sucking her into his mouth. She was a panting mess as he ate her like a man starved, she moved one hand from the counter back into his hair, gripping it in her hand. "Jax." Was all she managed out breathlessly when she felt the pull down in her lower tummy, knowing she was about to come Jax brought his fingers to her and plunged two of them inside her. Loving that her hips bucked and she went further into his mouth. Working his fingers around her inner walls while sucking her in his mouth.

"Jax, I'm.. I'm going to come." Was the last thing out of her mouth before her orgasm crashed into her and she screamed his name. Letting her head fall back as he continued his torture until she was weak in the knees and limp. Grabbing her hips he kept her still as he licked and sucked his way back up her body, tortuously slow if her moans were anything to go by. Reaching her lips he fused them together as he pulled up the rest of her shirt, leaving her in nothing but her bra. Breaking away for a second, he pulled his kutte off, followed by his shirt, leaving them in a pile on the floor. He reached for her and picked her up by the ass, her legs automatically went around his waist and her hand back to his hair.

Walking to the room, he laid her on the bed and got rid of the rest of his clothes. Tara looked at him with a hungry appreciation, sitting up on her knees when he got close enough she grabbed his face and brought it down to her. His hand went to her lower back and held them together while they fought for control of the kiss. Turning them around, Tara pushed him down into the bed and straddled him. "It's my turn to ride, baby."

Keeping his hands on her hips he let her take control, loving when she got like this.

Reaching under her, she grabbed him in her hand and stroked him. Moving so she was right over him, she whimpered as she put the tip in, soaking him in her arousal. "Always so wet for me babe." He gave her the famous smirk before groaning as she slammed him into her. Gasping at the fullness, she stilled for a moment letting herself get use to him. Rising up she repeated it over and over again, finding her rhythm and riding him for all he was worth. Feeling the all too familiar pull at her stomach she slowed down and dug her nails into his chest.

Taking advantage, Jax rolled them over and pulled out of her. A whimper of disappointment leaving her mouth, he rolled her so she was on all fours and brought her knees up. Tara grabbed the headboard and turned her head enough to get a look at him. "Don't hold back, baby. Hard and fast. I want you."

Groaning, he pulled her hips closer to him and plunged into her. Her walls already clenching around him.

One more strike and she screamed out his name as her orgasm overtook her. Her hand fells to the bed and she fisted the bed sheet as he continued slamming into her until he stilled and let himself out in her. He collapsed on top of her back, making sure to keep his arms on the side of her to hold his weight. He kissed her shoulder blade before rolling over onto his back. Catching her breath as he grabbed her and put her against his chest, she laid her hand over his heart and looked up at him.

"That was a helluva ride, Teller."

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