Readers… be warned…Sex scenes down below.

By the way…Pissed off at Jax for his indiscretions…again. I wrote this before the season six premiere. I hope Tara gets so sort of revenge for what Jax did.

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Chapter 6

"Oh God," he felt her nails digging into his back, probably breaking his skin. He gracefully pounded into her harder, laying kisses among her arched neck as the sound of the headboard egged him to go even harder and faster.

"Come on baby…faster…" her hips met his repeatedly as her moans grew louder. He groaned when he felt her tighten the muscles in her pussy…she knew that he loved it when she did that. He pounded into her faster, grabbing her hands from his back and placing them above her head, their fingers intertwined.

"Jax…Jax…"

He felt her walls quiver as she wrapped her legs around his waist screaming his name out of pure ecstasy.

Wanting to cum while she was still riding out her orgasm, Jax pumped his hips faster until he felt himself spilling inside of her. With a groan, Jax lay his head on the nook of her neck, his breath coming out in quick spurts.

"You are definitely trying to kill me…" he whispered against her neck after a moments silence.

Tara laughed. Stroking his long hair Tara kissed his crown. "See, I think it's the other way around Mr. Teller."

Jax shook his head against her chest, his head still foggy from the mind-blowing orgasm he just experienced. He knew he had to roll off her at one point, that his weight was probably crushing her but he just wanted to be inside her for a little bit longer. He wanted to bask in the feeling of wholeness he was currently experiencing being connected to her not only spiritually and emotionally but physically as well.

Lifting his head so to look at the love of his life, he wasn't surprise to see her skin still flushed in a lovely shade of pink, her hair matted against her face as their sweat started to dry off.

Tara smiled gently at him.

"I love you."

Her smile widen as her green eyes sparkled. "I love you too, baby."

Kissing her gently before getting up and stretching, Jax looked at the clock on his night table. "Fuck," he whispered as he ran his fingers thru his very tangled hair.

Wrapping the sheet over her exposed body, Tara sat up. "Must you go?"

Jax looked hungrily at her covered body. "Trust me babe, if it were up to me, I would be here all night, screwing you senseless."

Tara sighed. "Yea, I know," she whispered. She reached around to the other side of the bed and located his previously discarded white t-shirt. Letting the sheet fall, exposing her perfect breasts to him, Tara put on his shirt and stood from the bed. Jax groan when she bent down in front of him to pick up her panties, her ass and the crow tattoo both simultaneously exposed to him. He felt his dick quiver.

"Yea, you are definitely trying to kill me, Knowles," he said as he stroked himself.

In front of him Tara laughed as she threw off the shirt and dropped the panties recognizing the look of pure lust and devotion Jax was giving her.

"Lay back," he motioned to the bed behind her. Like the good girl she was, Tara did as she was told and waited for him to climb on top of her. Spreading her legs, Jax looked into the eyes of the woman he has loved for most of his life. "I fucking love you so much baby," he whispered as he nipped at her lower lip.

When he entered her again, they both groaned not really caring about the world outside of that room.

"Where the hell have you been?" grunted Piney as Jax climbed off his Dyna. Placing his helmet on the handlebars, Jax walked towards the disgruntled old man.

"Nice to see you too, Piney." Jax lit up as he waited for the old man to bitch about his lateness.

Noticing Jax's swollen lips and fatigue looked, Piney shook his head and walked away from Jax to the cabin's front door.

Opening the door without knocking, Jax and Piney made their way thru the cabin and into the main room. Noticing the kutte and jacket thrown in the ground, Jax made his way into the bathroom to find his best friend, drunk and laying down on the floor. Jax mumbled a curse.

When Opie looked up to see the two most important men in his life looking at him, he broke into a sob. Piney sighed as he watched Jax threw his cigarette in the sink and crouched down to the floor. Hugging his best friend, Jax watched as Piney left the small bathroom, leaving a broken Opie sobbing in his arms.

Glancing around, Jax noted the empty bottle of Patron on the floor.

"Come on Op, let's get you in the shower."

Given that Opie was much bigger than he was and also drunk out of his mind, stripping him down was not the easiest task.

By the time he had Opie in the shower, a thin layer of sweat was covering Jax's skin.

Sitting on the floor of the small stall, Opie continued to sob as Jax sat in the toilet and watched his usually stoic brother, break apart.

After a few minutes of the shower running and Opie quickly crying, his best friend gave Jax a teary glance. "Jax, please give me a couple of minutes. I'll be out in a few."

Understanding the needs of his best friend, Jax walked out of the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

Walking out to the living room of the cabin, Jax saw Piney sitting at the table, another bottle of Patron sitting in front of him.

Getting a shot glass from one of the kitchen cabinets, Jax sat and poured himself a shot, neither he nor Piney willing to break the silence.

When Opie finally emerged from the bathroom, he looked as broken as he was earlier in the night. Jax stood while Piney chose to remaining sitting.

Sitting down in one of the empty chairs, Opie rubbed his tired eyes and looked at both his father and best friend. "I am leaving," he announced suddenly.

Piney's head shot up and Jax gave his friend a confused look. "What do you mean?" Jax leaned against one of the counters, crossing his arms in front of him.

"I need to get away from Charming for a bit. Clear my head from all this shit."

"How about the kids?" Piney asked.

"Let Mary watched them. I got to go. I just need to…" Opie's voice broke again as a sob threated to spill over.

"Op…" Jax sat in front of his best friend. "You can't runaway from this… You got the kids, the club…"

Opie cut him off before he could even finish the sentence. "When Tara left, you could barely get out of bed for months. This is different Jackson. Donna…" Opie's voice broke as he looked down at his hands. "she is gone. I have to live with the fact that I have to live the rest of my life without her. Imagine if it were Tara who was lying down with her head blown off…"

Jax cringed. If it were Tara who had been dead, he wouldn't survive it. She and Abel were everything to him.

When she left, at least he knew she was alive and well elsewhere. He also had hope that one day they would cross paths again…

Piney stood and clasp Opie on his shoulder. Giving him a nod, Piney walked to one of the other rooms and slam the door shut.

Jax poured himself another shot. Placing the glass on the table, he motioned for Opie to get up. Giving his brother a bear hug, Jax patted Opie on the back. Breaking the hug, Jax looked at his best friend, "I love you, Op."

Giving him a sad, but small smile, Jax walked out of the cabin into the darkness.

Taking off his helmet, Jax turned off his bike and sat for a minute in his dark garage with his eyes closed. Running his hand thru his hair, Jax jumped when he noticed that Tara was leaning against the door that led into the kitchen, her robe open, revealing a black nightgown.

"Hey," he whispered as she folded her arms in front of her.

"Hey, I heard the bike," she waited for him to break the silence before walking over to where he sat. Giving him a small kiss, she stroked his hair. "What's wrong, baby?"

Jax shook his head. "Op is leaving. He needs to get away for a while."

"Understandable, don't you think? After all he has been thru in the last couple of days."

Jax looked up at Tara. He nodded his head as he pulled her closer to him.

"Jax," she whispered against his crown.

He looked into her eyes. "If I were to ever lose you, like Opie lost Donna…" his voice broke.

Tara silenced him with a kiss. "That's never going to happen baby. I am here." She sat in front of him, facing him, straddling the bike.

She ran her fingers thru the patches on his kutte, before slowly removing it from his body and throwing it on the floor. Her hands reached to the bottom of his shirt. Lifting it over his head, Tara threw it to the ground as she placed small kisses on his chest, the kitchen light casting dark shadows in the garage.

Jax removed her robe, kissing her neck and shoulders as Tara tangled her hands thru his hair. "I love you, Jax," she whispered, as Jax reached for the hem of her nightgown, throwing it on the floor with his discarded shirt and kutte. Noting that she only had a small thong on, Jax growled as his mouth made its way to one of her perfect tits as his hand palmed the other breast.

Tara's moans quickly filled the once silent garage.

When he heard the unbuckling of his belt, Jax broke away from her perfect nipples to watch Tara undo his jeans with her small, medical hands.

"Take these off, baby. I need you inside me."

Not having to be told twice, Jax got off his bike and took of his sneakers and pulled down his boxers and jeans simultaneously, releasing his erection from its confinements. Getting back on the Dyna, he grabbed Tara and kissed her with all his might, pouring his soul into it. His hands travel from her hair to her hips, where he tugged the sides of her thong, ripping the thin material that was preventing him from drowning himself inside her.

"Turn around babe." Tara gave him a confused look as she stood from the bike and straddled the Dyna the other way around. Stroking himself, Jax leaned forward and turned on his bike. "Place your hands on the handlebars, babe." He wanted her tattoo on full display as he made love to her. Jax reached towards Tara's front and starting stroking her in her nub. Tara's quick gasps and moans turned him on even more as the vibration of the bike also increased her pleasure. Stroking her for a few more moments, Jax slowly inserted two of his fingers inside her, going in and out until he felt her juices running down his hand. It was when he felt her walls starting to clench that Jax grabbed his cock and slowly entered Tara from behind. Tara screamed as her first orgasm took wave of her body, her juices running down his cock and into his Dyna.

When she came down from her high, Jax slowly drew in and out of her body, reaching over to place his hands on top of hers on the handlebar. Locking eyes with her thru one of his mirrors, Jax continued to make love to his Old Lady while he switched from looking into her eyes thru his bike's mirror and glancing down at Tara's tattoo their moans disturbing the quiet night.

"Jax…baby…faster."

His Dyna continued to purr under them as he went deeper with each movement of his hip. Her hips starting moving in a slow, torturous circle, making the crow on her back look like it was flying as their hips continued to move in synced with each other. When he felt the pressure on his lower back starting to build up, he reached to stroke Tara in her sensitive nub. Between Jax's increase pace and the pressure of his touch, within minutes Tara was screaming out his name as waves of pleasure wrecked havoc on her body. Wanting to cum with her, Jax let go, spilling himself inside her walls as they continued to clench around his dick.

Tara collapsed on top of his bike, her hands going limp on the handlebars. Pull himself away from her pussy, Jax kissed her back, running his hands over her tattoo, watching as the sweat started to dry off the black ink.

"God, Teller…You are trying to kill me, aren't ya."

Jax laughed as Tara stood from the bike and turned around to face him.

With one of his hands, Jax smooth her hair and gave her a kiss on her lips.

"I love you, Tara…With all my heart."

Tara smiled at him. "I love you too, Jackson."

She stood from the bike. Walking naked to the kitchen door, Tara looked back at him. "How about a second round?" she said with a smile as she walked into their home.

Turning off his bike, Jax followed his Old Lady into their home.