CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE

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Opening my eyes again I see the confusion in Jax's eyes and just wait for the question I now know is going to come.

"Why do you have a dressing table full of toys, and why would you be so reluctant to tell me?"

I sigh, dropping my face to his chest "The toys, are most definitely not the type that Abel will be playing with."

Jax stops moving, only his chest moving with his breath for several excruciatingly long seconds before his hand comes up and cups my chin, forcing me to look up at him, his lips twisted into a cross between a smirk and a full blown grin hold my attention till his lips part slightly and he exhales a chuckling breath. "What sort of toys are they?"

I shake my head "Do I really have to tell you?"

Jax nods "Yes you do."

I take another deep breath mentally preparing myself for the reaction "I have a dressing table that has a locking system on the top two draws, that's the one I want to put in here."

"I gathered that, well not the locking system, but what sort of toys are in it? Tell me Sarah."

"Theyareallsextoysandsomeotherstuff." I blurt out in one sentence.

The smile that's been flicking around Jax's mouth spreads across his cheeks "What sort of stuff?"

I reach down to the bottom of my shirt, pulling the black material over my head, the words 'I bleed ink' flashing past my eyes "Are you sure you want to know right this second?"

Jax's eyes dart to the transparent blue bra he missed me putting on this morning "I really want to know what you're so interested in not telling me about. But, fuck."

Jax's hand brushes over my side and to my upper arm travelling up to wrap around the back of my neck "You are going to tell me." The firmly stated command makes me nod once before his lips crash to mine in a heated kiss. His other hand still on my waist tightens as he pulls away "Is this part of a matching set?"

I nod, my hands going to the button of my jeans, brushing the multiple gold chains to the side I slide the zip down and push them to my mid-thigh.

Jax's eyes run down to my hips, the transparentness continuing on the top of the matching panties I put on this morning. The softly exhaled "Holy fuck" makes me smile, I move to hoist myself onto the bench so I can take off my boots but Jax's eyes flick behind me, to the mirror that runs the length of the vanity and he shakes his head once, pulling me off the bench to my feet again before turning me around so that I can see our reflections.

His hands disappear for a second and I feel his fingers brush across my back as he undoes the clasp of my bra and let's go. The relaxed material slides down my arms, catching at my elbows but I lift my hands off the bench and let it drop to the counter, Jax's hands come around and rest on my breasts, his fingers landing lightly on my skin, brushing slowly over the newly exposed skin his eyes watching what he's doing.

I lean against his front, his Kutte against my back, the leather icy cold against my warm skin. His head drops to my shoulder and he licks a wet line across my neck, his tongue brushing the slightly darker coloured skin, the bruising almost faded to normal colour. His tongue travels further up my neck, his mouth stopping by my ear and his eyes lifting to meet mine in the mirror "Watch."

I nod, the pull of my hair between us enough to bring a slight wince to my face, Jax's hand lifts off one of my breasts and he carefully pulls all my hair from between us, twisting it around his hand and tossing it over his own shoulder, I almost giggle but before I can do more than smile his hands are at my hips, pushing my panties down to my knees along with my jeans, his hands trail back up the outside of my thighs, over my hips and sides before he runs them down my arms, his fingers lacing through mine he leans forwards and puts my palms flat on the smooth surface of the vanity.

My hair slides over his shoulder and lands in a pile beside our linked fingers. Jax pulls back from me, his palm resting between my shoulder blades, not holding me in place but the flicking of his eyes to mine holds the unasked request for me to stay there. My shoulders relax and I lean forward a little more as he stands up straight, his hands disappearing from view again, but the rustle of material and clink of metal as well as the reflection of his forearms moving evidence that he's undoing his belt and jeans.

The muted thump of his jeans dropping to the ground, the weight of his belt, KA-bar, wallet and chain enough for it to fall the whole way, he bends slightly and then leans forwards again, his skin contacting with mine from thigh to chest.

I don't move my hands, but bend my head to the side to give him access to my neck, the unbruised side, he chuckles and drops light kisses over the area from my shoulder to my ear while his hands run over my skin, brushing over my nipples, sliding over the skin of my arms and stomach while I watch. His eyelids open and he locks his eyes on mine, watching as my face flushes and my breath catches when he lightly pulls the bar piercing one of my nipples. His other hand runs down my side and between my hip and the vanity, his hand disappearing from view, less than a second later I feel one of his fingers slide between my lips and start rubbing gentle circles over my clit.

My eyes flutter closed with the pressure, the fingers playing with my nipple walk their way up my skin to my chin, Jax pulls his mouth away from my neck "Open your eyes babe."

Opening my eyes his fingers gently pull at my chin till I'm looking at him his eyes flicking between mine and the reflection of us in the mirror "I want you to watch, can you do that?"

I nod and Jax grins, kissing the side of my mouth softly "Good."

He lets go of my chin and waits till I'm looking forwards again before starting the slow movements of the solitary finger again, bending a little at the knees his hand runs down the entire length of my side, before disappearing from sight the feather light brushes of his fingers over the curve of my ass before vanishing from my body, the feeling of him lining his cock up with my pussy and pushing forwards in one movement as he straightens his knees has my head falling backwards onto his shoulder, but amazingly my eyes stay open and locked on his in the mirror.

His mouth twitches in a grin as he watches the flush of my cheeks travel down over my neck, my collarbones turning a rosy colour, his free hand coming up and tracing the line of blush pink skin. "Are you going to tell me yet?" He speaks slowly, each word punctuated by a shallow thrust of his hips.

I catch my lower lip between my front teeth. "Do I really have to? Don't you already know?" It's hard for me to stutter out the questions, my breath is coming in little panting breaths, the pressure on my clit not quite enough to push me over the edge.

Jax nods, his head dropping forwards so he can suck lightly at my neck, his eyes still locked on mine. "When you tell me, you can cum."

I groan and blink slowly several times "Okay, alright already. I'll tell you."

Jax's back straightens and he watches me slowly as I gather my thoughts. "It's two draws full of toys, sex toys."

Jax raises his eyebrows "Yes, you told me that."

I grind my hips back into him and giggle when his fingers tighten on my skin. "One draw is for vibrators, flavoured lubricants and edible underwear. The other has my collection of DVD's."

Jax's breath catches in a funny stuttered breath "Your what?"

I smile at his reflection "Nope. You said if I told you then I'd get to cum, well I told you."

Jax cocks an eyebrow and smirks "I did, didn't I? And far be it for me to lie."

The pressure on my clit increases at the same rate as his hips thrusting does till my arms are unable to hold me up, lifting my hands off the bench Jax's free hand grabs one of my arms and pulls my hand so it's over the nipple that he can't reach. His eyes flash between mine, the nipple that I'm playing with and the one that's now being given attention by him.

The minute tightening in my muscles all the warning Jax has before I cum, exhaling his name in a drawn out moan he increases the pace of his thrusts slightly and a few seconds after he drops his head to my shoulder again, his teeth brushing over my skin before he swears against my skin and his whole body tenses.

As we catch our breath Jax's eyes meet mine again "I wouldn't have picked you for having sex toys, or DVD's."

I shrug as we slowly detangle and fix up our clothing "Guess I'm full of surprises. And now that we've christened this room, what colour tiles?"