38.
It had been a few weeks since the night that he had to end Collette and he felt so free finally. He and Tara were better now then ever. The club was getting busy with the porno business and kept him very busy, but he tried to always make it home every night. Now that they weren't running guns there was no need to be traveling. He had to admit though that there were times he missed just getting on his bike and riding on the open road. He was sitting there thinking about how maybe he and Ope could do something like that this weekend. Just take off on Friday and ride and come back on Sunday. He smiled knowing he was going to talk to his bestfriend about that.
"Donna, I love you so much and I love making love to you, but I never thought I would say this but I can't. My dick is so raw. We have been going at it nonstop."
"I'm sorry Opie, I guess it's the hormones of being pregnant. I just look at you and I crave you."
"I feel the same about you Donna, but it really is raw." he said embarrassed to have to tell her this.
"Okay, I'll give you a breather for now." she said smiling.
Opie got dressed and went into the kitchen. He put the coffee on. When Donna walked into the room he couldn't help but get hard looking at her but he knew he couldn't do anything. He was in too much pain. He poured a cup of coffee and then told her had to go to the clubhouse. She kissed him and he left. She decided to get dressed and go see Tara.
"Hey girl, come in. What are you up to?"
"I'm giving Opie a break."
"A break?"
"Yeah, how come you didn't tell me how horny you get when you're pregnant?" Donna asked.
Tara chuckled, "well now that you mention it I do remember that but if you remember Jax was in prison when I was pregnant."
"Oh my God, that's right. How did you get through it?"
"Well I have my B.O.B."
"Your Bob?"
"Yeah, batter operated boyfriend." she said with a smile.
"You have a vibrator?"
"Yeah, believe me it came in handy."
"Maybe that's what I need." Donna said.
"Why? You have Opie there."
"He says he is in too much pain that I made his cock raw."
Tara laughed and tried her best to stop. She could see that Donna was not happy about this.
"I'm sorry. I just never thought any man would turn down pussy."
"I know. At first I thought it was because I'm getting bigger but I see he gets hard so I know I excite him."
"Well I wonder if I'm going to need B.O.B this time."
"Tara, are you pregnant?"
"Yeah, I just found out. I haven't told Jax yet."
"I'm so happy for you." she said giving Tara a hug.
"Yeah, I am too. I think Jax will be he's been talking about another child."
"Hey ours will be close in age. That's great."
"Yeah, it is."
"So how are you going to tell him?"
"I don't know. I want it to be special."
Opie walked into the clubhouse and seen Jax sitting there looking into space.
"Hey, where are you at right now?" he said teasing Jax.
"Hey Opie, I was just thinking. I don't know about you but I've really been missing the road. You think maybe it would be okay if you and I take off Friday and just ride a while, maybe come back on Sunday?"
"I think that would be perfect. Then maybe I can get some relief."
"What do you mean? You and Donna having problems?"
"No, it's not like that. It's well, since she's been pregnant her hormones have been out of this world. I never thought I would say this but all she wants to do is fuck."
"What's the problem then?" Jax asked smiling.
Opie didn't know how else to explain it so he dropped his jeans down and showed Jax.
"Oh my God. What the hell?"
"Yeah, I'm literally raw Jax. I have never in my life felt this way before and what's bad is when I look at her I get hard, but I can't do anything right now. It's too painful."
"Shit man pull your pants up it hurts to look at it." Jax said but still couldn't help but smile.
"You think this is funny. Just you wait man. When Tara gets pregnant again you will see. You weren't around her when she was pregnant with Thomas."
Jax stopped to think about that and it made him wonder what the hell did she do to relieve her need for cock at that time. Then he remembered finding that vibrator in one of her drawers. He felt relieved.
"Hey have you thought about buying Donna a vibrator?"
"A vibrator?"
"Yeah, you know when you can't do it. I think that's what Tara did."
"I don't know maybe I'll look into that."
"Just don't tell Tara I told you about that. I haven't even told her I found it."
"Yeah, no we're good. Let me go talk to Donna about this weekend. I'll let you know."
"Great. I'm going to talk to Tara too."
Jax went home and found Tara in the kitchen making dinner. He loved watching her when she didn't know he was there which was rare, because for some reason she always knew when he came into a room.
Tara felt him come into the doorway but she knew he liked watching her so she let him for a moment. Then she turned to him with a smile. "You done ogling me?" she asked.
"Never. I love ogling my wife." he said coming up to kiss her.
"Dinner is almost done. Can you go get Thomas from his room. He was playing in his playpen."
"Sure." he said and he turned to get Thomas.
Tara could tell something was on Jax's mind so she made their plates and sat down. "So what's going on?"
"Well I have something to ask you."
"Okay." she said.
"I was thinking about me and Opie taking a weekend ride. It's been a long time and I kind of miss it. I just don't want you to worry about anything."
"I think that's a great idea. Besides I talked to Donna today and I think they may need some time apart."
Jax chuckled at that. "Yeah, I heard and seen."
"What?"
"Opie was telling me about how a pregnant woman gets and he showed me how raw he was. Freaked me out a little."
"Yeah." Tara chuckled.
"I'm sorry I wasn't there for you Tara." he said softly.
"Hey I got through it."
He didn't tell her he knew how. "So it's okay? Opie and I can leave Friday and be back Sunday. Maybe you and Donna and Thomas can have some bonding time."
"Yeah. Sounds great." Tara said silently thinking she was glad she hadn't told him she was pregnant because she knew he wouldn't do this if he knew and she knew he needed to do this weekend badly.
