A/N - I think Jax doesn't yet realise that he's not just playing against the people he thinks he is... Who needs enemies with friends like these? Hope you enjoy, please read and review, more Jax/Tara in the next chapter...
Chibs lay back on the bed, panting and sweating like he never had before. Jesus Christ, that girl fucked like her life depended on it. His whole body ached, every single muscle of his entire body was sore, his skin torn by scratches and bite marks, and he loved it.
Nina sauntered in casually, totally naked, and slipped back onto the bed beside him. Chibs leaned over and pressed his mouth against her, his tongue teasing hers playfully as he distracted her and pried the icy beer bottle from her fingers. He pressed the cold glass between her breasts and made her squeal at the sensation before he pressed her down and sucked on her lower lip hungrily.
"You are a bad influence," he frowned, tiptoeing his fingers along her body. She smiled and curled the tip of her tongue against the end of his nose affectionately.
"Don't tell me you didn't want to be led astray," she murmured. "If you hadn't wanted it, we wouldn't be here."
Somehow, he was sure she was right. He had been fantasising about her since the second he'd first seen her at Diosa, despite Jax's numerous warnings. He had never for a second thought she'd had any interest in him, let alone considered what he might do it she actually ever did respond to his little playful flirtations. He took a sip of his beer before putting the bottle on the side. His tongue tasted foamy as he embraced her again and Nina giggled into his mouth, wrapping her bare legs around him as she toyed with his hair, burying her hands in it as she pulled him closer to her.
"If you're doing this to piss off your Dad..." Chibs groaned, he shouldn't be encouraging her. Nina rolled her eyes.
"That bastard has no control over me. I'm an adult and I'll do who I please, when I please." She dragged at her lip with her teeth as she looked at him contemplatively. "If you please," she added, lifting her hips off the bed and waving her perfectly round ass at him. Chibs gave her a slap and she shrieked before she settled on the pillow again, looking up at him with a content little smile.
"You know this is gonna cause all new kinds of shite," Chibs muttered, taking another swig. She shrugged and rolled onto her back. Chibs closed his eyes, knowing that if he looked at those breasts again, there was no way he'd be able to continue an actual conversation with her.
"Nobody needs to know," she said. "I didn't have anywhere to stay, you offered me your bed so I took it." A playful smile danced on her lips and he winked one eye open, he could hear it in her voice and he didn't want to miss the opportunity to see it.
"I took you, you mean," he murmured, wetting his lips with his tongue as he stared at her. Every inch of her was flawless, it didn't seem right, he had no idea how he had ended up with her in his bed. "What, you want to just pretend this never happened?"
She opened her mouth and then closed it again. The truth was, she hadn't felt this good in a long time. This man had fulfilled her every need and more and, quite honestly, she was intrigued by the cool mystery that surrounded him. Chibs was the kind of man who didn't say a lot but never failed to answer the question he was asked. It was just about asking the right question, and she liked that. He was the kind of book she would pore over for months, looking for clues within the mixed-up little conundrums.
"Is that what you want?"
Chibs smirked. "That's what I need, love. My Prez'd kill me if he knew..." He laughed as he looked at the beer, trying to avoid looking at her as he admitted, "If your father knew."
"You don't need to worry about him, ever," she said staunchly. "This is nothing to do with him. If you've got some shit with Blondie, that's your deal, but Nero Padilla isn't a factor to me."
He liked the strength of her tone but she didn't understand the sentiment as well as he did. Chibs stroked her cheek and smiled at her, she wasn't like another crow eater. She was smart, determined, she clearly understood the life and what came with it.
"I think we need to keep this quiet," he said softly. She pouted and buried her head in the pillow.
"Aren't you interested?" she asked, dragging the sheet up around her in an awkward sort of embarrassment. Chibs laughed loudly at that.
"No, no, I'm too interested," he corrected her. "I won't bring shite on you for me." He could tell she wasn't convinced and he clambered under the sheets beside her. He dragged her body to his, pressing his nakedness up against hers, and put his arms around her warm, tanned skin. She looked so beautiful here under the white sheets, a little temptress in his bed, and he sighed. "You have no idea how much I want to tell every damn brother about you but... I can't."
He was genuine about that, she could tell. Slipping closer to him, even closer, she leaned her head on his chest and listened to the rhythm of his heartbeat beneath her ear. It was a strong, regular sound that made her feel supported and calm.
"What about next time?" she asked, glancing up at him. Chibs laughed and kissed her forehead. "There will be a next time, won't there?"
He wanted there to be one. He gave her a non-committal squeeze, pulling her even closer to him, there was hardly a hair's breadth between them now. There was something about her that he simply couldn't cope with, he was usually satisfied with porn and blow jobs but this girl made him want more than just that.
"We'll see," he whispered. "But for now, let's just keep it between us, okay?"
Jax had given Tig a pretty clear instruction. He didn't doubt for a second that his mother was somewhere in Diosa Norte that morning, calling Nero down to meet with him was a simple distraction while Tig did what he did best. Pressing himself to the corner wall as Nero walked straight past him, Tig followed his path back to his bedroom in total silence. He pressed his ear to the door for a second to hear the water running.
"Oh yeah, mama, that's it." He grinned as he turned the handle and stalked into the room, closing the door noiselessly and locking the dead bolt across it. He tiptoed quietly to the bathroom and opened the door a crack to see Gemma in the shower. Her slender body was only just hidden by the steamed-up glass panel on the bath, Tig chewed on his thumb as he watched her with his usual sick sort of curiosity.
He loved Gemma, he had loved her for far too long to ever stop now. A chance to see her, the thought of getting a taste of what he'd had to turn down in the past, it was tantalising to his mind. He pushed the door just a little further and leaned on the frame as he watched her washing out her hair, the shampoo running down her bare back. He laughed to himself, Jax was right, as ever, Gemma and Nero were just way too into each other.
He backed away as she stopped the water and slunk around the corner behind the door. Gemma was humming to herself as she towelled her hair dry and wrapped the bath sheet around her, cuddling down in the softness. Nero liked good things, she appreciated that. As she stepped out of the bathroom, Tig pulled her hard towards him and backed her against the wall.
"Have fun last night?"
Gemma's breath had caught in her throat at the intrusion and she gave him a furious and frustrated slap to push him back from her. Tig growled as his eyes roamed over her, there was too much chemistry between them to pretend that neither enjoyed the intimacy.
"What are you doing here?" she demanded, her eyes narrowing. "Shit, did Jax send you up here?"
"Just for a look," Tig shrugged, sitting down on the bed and running his hands over the sheets. Knowing that Gemma had had sex on that bed gave him a series of delightful shivers. "Don't you worry, baby, your secret's safe with me."
Gemma scowled at him in annoyance. "You're an asshole, anyone ever tell you that?" Tig simply smiled and caught her hand, giving it a gentle tug to still her in front of him. He looked up at her with those crystal blue eyes, his chin resting on her pelvis as he took in the sight of her.
"You gotta help me out with something, Gem. In exchange for this little... rendezvous."
She looked at him with curiosity before drawing back to dress. She found her panties on the floor, Tig watched with amusement as she tugged them up beneath her towel, her back to him, not wanting him to see her. She glanced behind her to see he was still watching and, grabbing her bra and top, headed back into the bathroom to finish changing.
"You blackmailing me, Tigger?"
He smiled and stood, giving the door a nudge with his foot to open it and looking at her frankly, his hands on the edge of his pants. "Maybe," he said with a shrug. "Nero, his kid. I want in."
Gemma snorted. "I didn't know little boys with spina bifida were your cup of tea." Tig rolled his eyes.
"The daughter. The smokin' hot one." He groaned just thinking about her. "I've got to have her, Gem, she's everything I've ever wanted."
"As good as your tranny friend?" Gemma asked with an amused smile. Tig's eyelashes flickered as he thought on Venus for a second before nodding, sure of himself.
"Better, I swear." He saw her looking around for her pants and he picked them up off the floor, shaking them out and straightening them before handing them over to her helpfully. Gemma gave him a small smile. "Please, Gem. Jax is getting up my ass about keeping my hands off but... convince Nero that I'm okay? Please?" He looked at her pleadingly. "I just gotta taste her, I swear, that's all I want."
Gemma had to laugh, he was something else, truly and genuinely. She ruffled her hair beneath her hand as she walked back out into the bedroom, he was looking at her so pathetically she kind of wanted to promise him anything in that moment.
"You didn't see me here," she said firmly. Tig nodded.
"I'll cover you, with the club. With Clay," he added with even more conviction. "Any sniff of anything, I'll say you were with me, I swear. We both know Jax is putting pressure on Nero to keep clear of you, Nero's trading off for his girl but we can all get laid here." He smiled at her hopefully. "This is a win-win, Gem. You and him, her and me. Jax doesn't need to know a thing, you just need Nero to let me have a chance with her."
Gemma laughed, any father in his right mind would never, ever let Alexander Trager within ten miles of their daughter, let alone give him a free pass. "I'll ask," she said. "No promises, but I'll try. Ball'll be in her court." She extended his hand. "Can we make a deal on that?"
Tig smiled wickedly. "I can work with that," he said confidently. "Just one chance, if she doesn't fuck me by the end of the night, I'll walk away with my head held high and my mouth shut about you and him." He shook her hand and then kissed it adoringly before adding, "Thanks, Gem. I knew you'd see things clearly."