Hi all!

Sorry for the late update. I am still not liking what Kurt has done with Jax and Tara…Its frustrating me to no end.

So, this chapter is very graphic due to the sexual contents…

Please R&R!

Chapter 8

Jax led them inside the house, their hands locked together in a firm grip.

When they crossed the threshold, Jax closed the door and led them to the living room.

Giving her a small kiss on the lips, Jax whispered, "I'll be back," in her ear before walking towards the back of the house.

Walking into the bathroom, Jax stripped off his white t-shirt and jeans before turning on the water. Quickly, he brushed his teeth, wincing when the mint of the toothpaste touched the cut on his lip.

Climbing into the shower, Jax felt relieved as soon as the hot water hit his body. Bracing the wall in front of him, he allowed for his mind to wander to the last 24 hours. So much shit happened in such a short amount of time, that his thoughts were scattered everywhere. Taking a deep breath, Jax tried to relax but he simply couldn't. It was like chaos and death was constantly surrounding him. He didn't know how to move forward without breaking apart what was built over the years. What was clear was that change had to happen or the world that he grew up in would fall apart.

A gush of cold air disrupted his morbid thoughts, the shower door recently opened.

Tara stood there, her soft brown hair framing her beautiful face. She gave him a small smile before climbing in behind him.

They stared at each other, silently communicating with one another, like they had a million times before. Jax reached for her, wrapping his arms around her small frame. He felt her arms around his back and he pulled her closer. He inhaled her sweet scent—a scent he missed for over ten years.

"I love you."

He felt her smile on his chest. She looked up, "I love you too, Jackson."

His hands made their way to her face and he pulled her into a bruising kiss. His mouth tasted like pennies, so he knew that his lip was probably bleeding again, but he couldn't pull away from her. Tara was always like his personal drug. And like a junkie, he always craved for her and when he had her, he needed more. The pull she had over him still frighten him, but she was his North. She was the only one who could center him when shit started going left.

But part of him still feared that she would pack her shit and leave him again, like she did when they were nineteen.

The first year after her departure, he was a fucking mess. There wasn't a night he didn't drink himself into oblivion, fucking croweaters left and right, trying to bury the pain in booze and pussy.

When it dawned on him that she wasn't going to come back, that she was truly done with him and Charming, he went on autopilot and threw himself to club business. He put Tara in a box and buried her deep in his heart. Samcro became his life and even though he rose quickly among the ranks, part of him always felt empty. Even though, he locked her away, there wasn't a day he didn't think of her and what she meant to him.

Now she was back, wrapped tightly in his arms, as the warm water fogged the small bathroom.

"Never leave me again, babe."

"I don't think I could, Jax."

His eyes fluttered shut as he felt her fingertips among his cheek. Her fingers lingered on the cut on his lip and he winced slightly as he felt the brief sting. Her lips quickly replaced her fingers and she placed a lingering kiss on his wound.

"I love you, Jackson," she whispered against his chin.

Even though the hot water had warmed his body, he felt goose bumps on his skin when she whispered those words to him. For over ten years, he yearned for her touch and love and he finally had her back in his arms where she belonged.

Tilting her chin towards his face, Jax kissed her with all of his might, pulling her closer to his slick body. Trailing kisses down her neck, Jax felt relieved to have her in his arms.

"If it would had been you, I would had died," he whispered on her ear before nibbling on it.

He felt her pull away. Seeking his eyes, Tara grabbed his face and looked into his blue orbs. "Jax…" she whispered.

Jax tried to look away as he felt his eyes water.

"Jax, don't hide from me, baby."

He felt like someone was squeezing the air from his lungs. The knot on his throat grew as Tara's arms wrapped around his waist. Again, he hugged her close to his body as the sob left his body.

For minutes he wept in her arms as the sorrow of losing Donna hit him like a ton of bricks.

When he couldn't cry anymore, Tara unwrapped herself from him and kissed him tenderly on the lips before looking into his eyes. "Jackson, I love you. I have only loved you. Never forget that."

Jax nodded. Giving him another kiss, Tara opened the shower door and walked out, leaving him alone with his thoughts.

Finishing up, Jax turned off the water and walked out of the shower. Wrapping a towel around his waist, Jax let out a sigh of relief. Tara and his son were both safe.

Walking into his room, he saw Tara sitting on the edge of his bed, untangling her thick mane, a towel wrapped firmly onto her body.

"You shouldn't bother."

Tara looked up, the brush still in hand, a small smile tugging on her lips. "Oh yea? Why is that, Teller?"

He stood in front of her, droplets of water running down his body. Unwrapping the towel from his waist, he let it pool around his feet.

Tara stood and walked around him, placing the brush on the bureau. Turning around to face him, she loosen the towel, also letting it drop to the floor.

She stood in front of him, running her hands up and down his very well defined chest. Grabbing her face, Jax kissed her hard and passionately. They battled for control for a while, before Tara gave in, like she always did. She pulled away and tried to lead them to the bed, but Jax stopped her by wrapping her body firmly to his. Desperation filled him quickly as he wanted to make her his over and over again but he also wanted to drive her to the edge many times over before letting her ascend to nirvana.

He kissed her with all his being, pressing himself to her. She felt how hard he was and she moaned.

Again, she broke the kiss. "Make love to me, Jackson."

Jax gave her a teasing smile before shaking his head. "Nah…I am kinda hungry, babe."

Tara gave him a confused look before Jax's hands travelled to her back and rested for a moment above her crow tattoo…his crow tattoo. The image of him making love to her doggie style, his crow moving as their hips created the beautiful rhythm they always did, turned him on even more. His hands continued to travel south until they were under her cheeks. Using his hands, he lifted her up until Tara wrapped her legs around his waist, her hands gripping his shoulder blades.

Tara giggled as Jax carried her out of the bedroom, giving her a rare height advantage. She attacked his mouth not really caring where he was taking them. It wasn't until she felt the hard surface on her ass that she mustered the strength to pull away from his delicious mouth.

Jax had placed her a top the kitchen table. Pulling one of the chairs out, Jax sat on it as Tara's legs swung from the edge of the table. Facing each other, Jax on the chair and Tara on the table, they each looked at one another with pure animalistic sexual hunger.

"Put your feet on the table, babe, and lay back." Jax grabbed his cock and starting stroking himself when Tara did as he asked. "Touch yourself."

Tara raised her head slightly and placed her fingers inside her folds while she watched Jax slowly jerk himself off.

He licked his lips as he watched Tara get herself off. He took his time with himself because he had bigger plans for the two of them, especially her. He was going to make her cum over and over again.

For minutes, he watched as Tara's fingers went in and out of her perfect pink pussy, her moans getting louder, the closer she got to her orgasm.

"Jax, please baby. I need you inside of me," she whispered as she felt the pressure of her orgasm building up. She picked up the pace of her fingers.

Jax released his throbbing cock and shook his head. "Nah, babe. Not yet." He inched the chair closer to the table until his face was inches away from her pussy and her fingers. "I need to eat first."

Removing her fingers, Jax plunged tongue first into her pussy. Tara screamed as the wave of her first orgasm tore through her.

Jax drank her juices as Tara's back arched from the table, her fingers finding their way to his long locks. She rode out her orgasm as Jax tongue fucked her without mercy.

Tara pressed herself closer to him.

"Fuck…Jackson…Fuck…"

Jax felt Tara's nails on his shoulders as he continued to lap on her juices. He switched from sucking to licking her from top to bottom. It was went he started using circular motions with his tongue on her clit that Tara started screaming from the top of her lungs as another, more powerful orgasm took over her body. Jax watched as Tara repeatedly screamed his name, his tongue delving in and out of her, circling her swollen nub. He felt his skin break around his shoulders as Tara spread her legs wider and dug her nails deeper in his shoulder blades. She moved her hips in synced with his tongue as she rode out her second orgasm.

"God…" she whispered as she came down from her high. She locked eyes with him as he pulled away from her sweet pussy. Jax stood suddenly, making the chair topple over.

Jax smirked as he ran his tongue over his lips. "Tasty."

Tara sat up and hugged him closer to her body, wrapping her legs around his waist and arms around his neck. She kissed him tenderly, not caring that her juices were on his face. Pulling away she locked eyes with him once again, "Thank you," she whispered hoarsely.

Jax nipped her lower lip.

"Now, Teller…What are we going to do about you?" One of Tara's hands reached over and started stroking his already hard cock.

Jax moaned in the crook of her neck as he felt her warm hand around his dick.

"Fuck me, Jackson."

Before Jackson could even fathom her request, Tara filled herself up with his cock, wrapping her legs tighter around his waist. Jax pounded away, groaning whenever her hips met his. Having the sudden urge to move away from the table, Jax securely grabbed Tara around her waist and allowed her to take control. She rode his cock, as he stood in the middle of the kitchen with no support but that of his muscular legs.

Grunting, Jax felt the sweat trickle down his face as Tara rode him harder, her moans becoming louder by the second. She wrapped her arms around his shoulder blades and bit into his neck, surely leaving a mark. She tighten the muscles in her pussy, making Jax's eyes roll to the back of his head as he felt the pressure of his orgasm building up in his balls.

"Fuck, babe…I am going to cum."

That made Tara ride him even harder and faster as she also started to feel the build up of another orgasm.

"Fuck…Harder, Tara…"

Jax braced his legs as he felt cum shoot out of him into Tara's pussy. Simultaneously, Tara screamed as her walls started pulsing as Jax's warm cum spilled inside of her.

Both of them continued to move their hips as they came down their high.

When Jax finally landed back to planet Earth, he took a few steps back and sat Tara on top of the table, her legs still wrapped around his waist as she rested her head on one of his shoulders, her shallow breath coming out in bursts.

He ran his hands up and down her sweaty back, his soft dick inside her. When he pulled away, he heard her small whimper.

"You okay there, Knowles?"

He felt Tara nod against his neck. She ran her hands up and down his back, pushing herself closer to his body.

She pulled away from his neck and locked her gaze with his.

"I love you."

He smiled. "I love you."

She kissed him and he eagerly responded. After a few minutes of kissing tenderly, she felt him harden against her stomach.

She pulled away.

"Again?"

Jax smirked. "Couch?"

Tara laughed as Jax picked her up and walked out of the kitchen into the adjourning room.