CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

We're barely in the front door before Jax has grabbed me by the arm and spun me around slamming my back against the front door and moving in quickly, his mouth welding to mine in a hard kiss. "Do you know what you do to me?"

I shake my head, wrapping my arms around his neck, lacing my fingers in his hair "No, but I have an idea that it's about the same as you do to me."

Pressing harder into me I feel his erection digging into my thigh, "Having you wrapped around me like a blanket on the way to the hospital was hard enough, seeing my son in your arms made this all seem so real, you being my sons Mother is something I wasn't expecting, but I love you. The fact that you're willing to accept me, Abel as well, makes me love you more. Riding back here was pure torture, all I wanted to do with find the nearest deserted road and fuck you on my bike till you screamed my name."

My pulse instantly accelerates a flush spreading across my cheeks. "How bout you fuck me here till I scream your name instead?"

Jax's eyes dance with lust, humour and challenge and his hands immediately go to the front of my top, tearing it over my head and throwing it over his shoulder, my bra isn't taken off, but he just pulls the cups down so my breasts pop over the top. Leaning down he latches his mouth around one nipple while the other works on getting my jeans undone.

I'm panting against the wall before the button on my jeans is undone. "Jax, boots first." He releases me long enough for me to lean down and untie my boots and kick them off, losing the heels makes me shorter than him, but the height distance doesn't matter when Jax pulls my jeans and panties down my legs and lifts me so my back is against the door. My legs wrap around his waist and the contrast of my naked legs against his jeans and belt is a meeting of soft skin and rough material, his KA-bar hanging from his belt is a slice of smooth cool leather against the heated skin of my inner thigh.

My hands busy themselves undoing his belt and jeans, when the gap is big enough I slide my hand through and wrap my fingers around his cock, pulling lightly draws a strained groan from Jax and a muttered "Fuck."

I'm fully supported by Jax's arms and my legs aren't wrapped around his waist tight enough to hold me up, my back against the door holds me in place while I yank his shirt over his head, his kutte having been thrown on the couch while I was taking my boots off. The second his head is free from his shirt his mouth is welded on mine, his hands leaving fiery trails in their wake up my side, over my shoulder, barely brushing my nipples before continuing around my hips and back up my side.

I arch my back and reach behind myself undoing my bra quickly and throwing it in the general direction of my shirt. "Jax, take off your pants. Now."

Jax sets me on my feet long enough to drop his jeans to the floor, he doesn't take of his shoes, or socks and his jeans are pooled around his ankles when he lifts me back up and shoves his cock into me. The hardness of his cock pushes straight into my pussy and the invasion isn't unwanted, my muscles clench around him as he starts thrusting into me.

My legs are wrapped around his waist and I can't move, his thrusts enough to keep my blood pounding and my pulse ringing in my ears, the hardness of the door and the rough strength of his trusts make it hard for me to keep control of myself, the rubbing of his pubic bone against my clit piercing has me ready to scream in several harder thrusts but Jax's voice in my ear stops me.

"Don't you dare cum yet."

I groan loudly as he follows each word with a particularly hard thrust. "I'll try."

Jax grins, the twist of his mouth not humorous at all. "Oh if you do you'll suffer."

I groan again, my muscles clenching around him as I will off the rapidly impeding orgasm "Why?"

"Just reminding you of who is the boss here. After today calling me Sir. You deserve it." Jax thrusts a little harder, the wood sections of his door pressing harder into my back.

I grin at him, tugging on his hair. "So this is all cause you liked me calling you Sir?"

Jax growls and seals his mouth to mine again; I take it as a sign that I've hit the nail on the head and meet his forceful kiss with just as much pressure of my own. My snakebite rings are digging into my lips, but the pain is a welcome diversion from the pressure that's building. The urge to let go is overwhelming but I manage to keep a hold on it as Jax's thrusts get a little harder.

He pulls his mouth off mine again and his whole head twitches towards my neck before the tugging of his hair brings his flaming eyes back to mine. "No. Tattoo remember?"

Jax's eyes flash and he nods once, his lips twisting up in a faint smile as he remembers the tattoo design I want to ink on my neck, a permanently exposed showing of who exactly I belong to.

Jax meets my eyes and the lust, love and desire burning in them is almost enough to send me crashing over the edge of the orgasm that I'm only barely keeping at bay. "You're mine?"

I nod, "I've always been yours." I say, pulling the locks of hair in my hands and kissing him hard, my tongue not waiting for him to join the party but pushing its way into his mouth and stroking his slowly.

Jax groans into my mouth and forces his head back barely a fraction of an inch. "Cum for me Sarah."

It's almost like he has control over my body, the second he tells me I can let go I'm flying over the edge in an orgasm that's more powerful than anything I've ever felt before. The lightning bolts that are firing through my body could easily light something on fire; the massive clenching of my muscles makes everything so tight that it could snap. My legs twitch around his waist as each brush of his cock against my g-spot ignites another nerve ending. My head snaps back and I'm only vaguely aware of the sound of my head hitting the door behind me.

Jax continues thrusting into me, the movements have become slower and more controlled as I'm in a free fall that seems to never end. My muscles are sporadically twitching when he meets my gaze, a completely self-satisfied grin across his mouth.

I blink my eyes open slowly as he turns, kicking his shoes off as stepping out of his jeans, his cock is still buried in me as he slowly walks down the hall, each step making his cock move inside my pussy, the slight movements enough to keep the nerves alive and my blood pounding in my veins.

Jax pushes open his bedroom door and walks through it, as he reaches the side of his bed he twists around and drops onto his back, holding me tight against him as he falls.

Slowly moving up his bed he continues slowly thrusting upwards with his movements across the linen. Reaching the head of his bed he reclines onto his back, stacking his hands under his head and looking at me. "Your turn darlin'."

I smile down at him, slowly moving my hips, trailing my hands up his sides I grab his arms and move his hands to my breasts. "Mine huh?"

Jax nods, his hands skimming over my nipples and tweaking my nipples softly. "It is."

I lean my head back, the end of my braid brushing across Jax's thighs as I slowly move up and down, the slow rotations of my hips re-igniting the fire in my veins.

I lose myself in the slow movements I'm making, the upward motion pulling my clit piercing down, my body moving downwards pressing the piercing into my clit, combined with Jax's roughened palms brushing over my nipples connecting the points in my body that ignite my second orgasm, the clenching of my muscles much tighter causing Jax to thrust upwards in a series of uncontrolled hard motions as his own orgasm flood through him.

"Fuck Sarah!" Jax exhales loudly when he cums which makes me smile widely.

I relax the rigid control I've been holding over my body and fall forwards, my chest smashing against his.

My breathing evens out slowly as the flush fades from my face, but a smile spreads from one ear to the other as I see Jax's face, there's a dazed look in his eyes, his cheeks are very slightly reddened and his breathing is rapid.

His head twists and he kisses me softly, tongues slowly tangling together as our breathing slows to normal.

I pull my head back first and rest it gently on Jax's shoulder and exhale slowly, regaining the last fragments of my shattered composure. "That was impressive."

Jax chuckles, the movement of his chest shaking my head. "I'm always impressive darlin'."

I grin, "I know." Sitting back up I lift my leg over his and settle it beside my other one on the bed before sliding backwards and hopping to my feet. "I'm going to have a quick shower then go start on dinner. Donna and Opie will be here in an hour or so."

Jax nods, stacking his hands under his head again and watching as I walk round the room gathering clean clothes before crossing the hall. "Can you pick up the clothes from the doorway? Don't wanna have D and Ope harassing us as soon as they walk in the door."

I hear Jax start to move as I turn on the shower, winding my hair onto the top of my head I step under the hot spray as Jax walks past the door towards the rapidly discarded clothes.