CHAPTER EIGHTY-FOUR

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Jax and I get out of the truck just as Gemma reaches us, running her eye over the black paintwork she looks at Jax "What is that?"

Jax looks over his shoulder at the truck then at me before looking back at his mother "It's a truck, a Dodge Ram to be precise."

Gemma rolls her eyes "I can see it's a truck, where did it come from?"

"A car sales yard." Jax replies walking towards the front door.

"Okay, who does it belong to?" Gemma asks, sounding more frustrated with each question.

"Me, well me and Sarah." Jax says opening his front door with a wink and a grin in my direction.

"Since when?" Gemma is following Jax snapping off questions to his back until he sighs and turns around.

"Ma, you, Donna, Opie, Clay, the nurses at the hospital and even Unser have been on at me to buy a car for transporting Abel. Today I did, be happy that I listened." Jax hugs his mother quickly "Now, what did you want?"

"Oh, I came to talk to Sarah." Gemma fixes her gaze on me "Gary rang me with an update this morning cause you were out of town."

I nod and drop my bag on the table "What's up?"

"Makes no sense to me, hopefully it does to you. He said to tell you that the wiring isn't quite done outside yet. They did a trial run with the four and levels had to be right up. They used double the amount and added some others as well round where you said you wanted the pool and BBQ area and now it's perfect." Gemma looks at me like she's waiting for an answer but I just nod.

"Thanks, I'll go see him tomorrow." I'm slightly confused as to why Gemma couldn't have told me this over the phone. "Will he still be at the house?"

Gemma nods "Are you going to tell me what the fuck the cryptic message I just delivered means?"

I giggle "It's about the backyard sound system, the added bits pre pool installation are just a bonus. I would have waited till after it was put in to sort those speakers and lighting, but I guess doing it now means it's all done in one lot and he doesn't have to rip up my lawn again."

Gemma follows me through to the kitchen as Jax stops to hang up his Kutte "While I was waiting I folded your washing and emptied the dishwasher. I also brought over a pile of flattened boxes if you want me to come help pack stuff and move it one day."

Jax shakes his head, putting his arm around her neck "Mom, relax the house is still a few weeks away from being able to have anything put in it. Still got painting and carpet to do."

"Well if you need any help picking colours I'm just a phone call away." Gemma helpfully tells her son as he leads her out of the house.

I'm leaning against the wall in the kitchen holding in my giggles when Jax's voice drifts to me "We've already picked them."

Gemma sounds shocked "You mean Sarah picked them?"

I can almost hear Jax shaking his head "Nope, we picked them together. After all, I'm going to be living there too. Same with all the furniture, Sarah flatly refused pick anything without my opinion."

Gemma is silent for a few seconds and I wonder what on earth is going on before Jax's strangled voice drifts through the still open door "Ma, you're suffocating me."

Gemma laughs and obviously lets him go but the smile in her voice is clear "I'm glad you're showing an interest in decorating and furnishing your house and not just making your Old Lady do it all. And I'm glad you finally pulled your head out of your ass and realised that she was perfect for you."

Jax reappears in the kitchen a couple of minutes later rubbing his shoulder "I tell ya, she's got a grip like a Boa Constrictor."

I giggle and run my hand over his shoulder softly "Well, why don't you take your shirt off and I'll rub your back for you."

Jax shakes his head "Not happening Darlin', you made a promise to me and I fully intend to hold you to your word. I believe it started with you being by the front door."

I duck under his arm and head towards the living room "Really? I don't remember."

I'm barely out the door before Jax has grabbed my arm and spun me around with a mumbled curse "You are going to be the death of me. I will enjoy every second of it before you ask, but you will really kill me. You were standing there as casual as anything talking with my mother about wiring while I knew that your pussy must have still been wet from your release, the depths of your brain still holding disappointment that it wasn't as good as it could have been."

Jax reaches into his pocket and pulls out my underwear, the red material slipping through his fingers till they are hanging off one fingertip "It was only because I knew I had these in my pocket that I wasn't completely rude to my mother and refuse to let her in the house. So, because you love me and I was good and didn't touch you, no matter how much every fibre of my being was screaming at me to, I think that you really should do what you promised."

I stop right where I was standing looking at him "Make me."

Jax's eyes narrow and he steps towards me grabbing my hand and pressing it to the front of his jeans where his cock stirs under my fingers "I haven't been less than half-hard since we got in the truck, you want to try me?"

I giggle and move my fingers a little "I have tried you."

Jax wraps his arms around me and picks me up off the ground, my legs swinging in mid-air as he steps backwards towards the door, turning enough to press me against it as he sets me back on his feet. Flicking both locks over and sliding the chain across he traps me between his body and the door "I think you're pushing buttons and waiting to see which one makes something explode."

I bite down on my bottom lip and look up at him through my eyelashes, fully aware the innocence I'm trying to pull off is failing completely with the flush in my cheeks. Jax reaches up and pulls my lip from between my teeth before leaning down and kissing the released area.

The light contact of his lips against mine causes a flare of lust to shoot from my lips to brain to my toes making them curl involuntarily in my bright red shoes.

I slide my arms around his neck and hold his lips to mine, nipping lightly at his bottom lip till he pulls back and chuckles "I've changed my mind."

I feel a crushing weight of disappointment and I know my face drops completely when Jax puts a finger under my chin and lifts it so I'm looking at him "Babe relax, I just meant I wasn't going to rush this and fuck you against the door. Maybe another time, but right now I want to take my time."

He leans down again and presses his lips to mine, while the pressure of his lips against mine is soft there's a definite passion and desire that's in the slide of his tongue over mine and the tightening of his fingers on my arm. He pulls his mouth away from mine with a strangled sounding gasp.

Running his hand down my arm he laces his fingers through mine and pulls me down the hall to the bedroom. Pushing open the door with the palm of his hand he crosses the room to the bed and stops, turning to look at me.

Lifting his hands he slides one hand around my neck and rests the fingers of his other hand on my cheek, pulling his hand away from my face slowly his fingertips run with a feather light touch over my cheek and down off my lip before he uses the hand around my neck to pull me forward till my chest barely brushes against his.

True to his word we stand there kissing as long minutes tick past, his hands flexing on my neck and hip, my hands stuck between us with handfuls of his shirt in my fingers. When we finally separate my breath is heavy and my face is hot with desire, Jax looks down and grins that smile that tells me he's just as turned on as I am, just as ready to throw away the words he said about taking his time.

He reaches for the bottom of my singlet, carefully lifting it over my head and tossing it over his shoulder. Running his finger over the still slightly red area of my chest where the glue had been stuck he leans down and traces his tongue across the line "I still don't like this." His hand drifts and cups my breast, his fingers curling up and resting on either side of my nipple, moving slowly up and down till my nipple is puckered and pointing straight out. "But I like the idea of anyone else seeing this even less."

He bends his neck till his mouth is level with the pert nipple his fingers have been toying with and before I can suck in a breath his mouth has closed around it. The warm wet confines doing nothing to stop the tickling sensation that starts the second the tip of his tongue brushes over the peak. Moving backwards he sits on the edge of the bed pulling me with him till I'm standing between his knees, his mouth still attached to my nipple.

The heat that's burning through my veins is visible on my skin, the flush of blood rising to the surface. The sound that comes out of me is almost a sigh of relief when he pulls his mouth from one nipple to the other, his hands coming to rest on my hip and moving gently. It's not till he pulls away again and swears softly that I realise he's trying to undo the buckle on my skirt and failing. I brush his hands out of the way and undo the twin buckles and the hidden button that keeps the skirt up. Letting go of it the black material slides down my legs and pools over my feet.

Jax's hands roam over my body, carefully missing all areas of warm skin where the ink is still incredibly fresh. His palms are hot on my calves and even hotter on my thighs as I step backwards out of the confines of his legs. "Baby, you're still fully dressed and I only have shoes on."

Jax chuckles and gets to his feet, kicking off his shoes and pulling his socks off in quick movements before standing in front of me and holding his hands at his sides "By all means."

I step closer to him again and kiss his Adam's apple, grinning as his breath catches when I run my tongue along the length of his throat. Pulling his t-shirt up from his waist he helps me pull it over his head before dropping it with the skirt. His belt is easy enough to undo but the button fly becomes far too difficult from the angle I'm at and when I sigh in frustration Jax chuckles and copies my movements, brushing my hand aside and undoing the series of buttons before pushing the denim towards the ground.

The thump of his pants hitting the ground pulled by the weight of his belt, wallet and phone is hidden by the groan that tears from Jax's throat when I press my hand to his boxer covered cock and rub slowly. Our tongues tangle together as I carefully push his boxers down his legs.

Jax moves backwards again, falling onto the bed on his back with me as close to him as possible, the inability to wrap my arms around him and squeeze a little annoying, but the feeling of his skin against mine is enough to decrease the annoyance.

We shuffle up the bed till Jax's head is sitting on the pillow, the dark blonde of his hair against the black of the pillow cases something I'd love to take a photo of, but his hand trailing up the inside of my thigh blanks the thought from my head.

The coolness of his hand against the heat of my skin is a welcome feeling; the sliding of him pushing two of those cool fingers into my pussy brings a groan of relief to my lips. Even just the contact of his fingers inside me is better than the orgasm I gave myself in the car. I blink down at him and manage a half smirk "You may what to take your time babe, but I don't think I can. I need you too much. Watching you while I masturbated in the car it was difficult enough to not beg you to stop and fuck me on the side of the road. The dismal orgasm didn't help, but now seeing you spread out like a Christmas feast I just need you."

Jax smiles and pulls me down, his cock pressing against my pussy when he pulls his hands away. "Far be it for me to deny you anything love."

He rolls us over so my back is against the pillows and pushes forwards, his cock sliding into me in one smooth movement that brings pleasure to every cell in my body. If I could carry a tune I'd be tempted to sing with how complete and amazing it makes me feel.

Jax thrusts experimentally a few times but before he can start to set any rhythm I raise my hands and push him off me getting to my knees I turn over and wink at him. He's barely able to blink in surprise before I move backwards and reach between my legs, lining his cock up with my pussy and pushing my hips down so it slides back in to fill me to bursting.

"When you cum I'm not going to stop. You get a quick fuck now cause I can smell how much you need it. Then I'm going to turn you over and make love to you like I want to." Jax's voice is rough with desire and as much need as I feel. He weaves his hand through my hair and pulls so my back comes flush with his front, both his hands coming around to cup my breasts and pull the bars through my nipples. My arms rise over my head and I link my fingers behind his neck. One of his hands trails down over my stomach to where we're joined, barely putting any pressure on my clit with one fingertip Jax starts thrusting hard, the angle that we're at an unusual one, but the combination of his lips on my neck, his hand on my breast, the slow circles he's rubbing on my clit and the feel of his cock sliding into me has my muscles shuddering and my breath coming in short gasps quick enough that even I'm surprised when I cum with a breathless scream.

Jax pulls his cock out of me while I'm still twitching slightly and pushes me to roll back onto my back. Moving forwards between my knees he presses his cock back into my pussy, the feeling of my blood still thumping through my veins obviously affecting him just as much when he groans gutturally. He leans forward and kisses me slowly, his tongue making long languid strokes against mine. The ball of lust that was knotted inside my body has loosened, but the continued contact of his skin against mine keeps it bouncing around like a tennis ball at Wimbledon.

His mouth pulls back from mine and he watches as my breasts move with every thrust, lifting a hand he pulls one of my hands off his arm and sets it on my breast, moving his other hand to the bare one, he pinches my nipple softly between his fingers, watching as I mimic his movements with the other hand. The slow measured thrusts do nothing to keep my need for him at bay, the desire that still ripples through my bloodstream is something I am sure will be with me till the day I die. Needing contact with as much of Jax's skin as possible I wrap my hand around his bicep and tug slowly till he falls forwards, his arm holding him up while one is still tweaking and brushing over my nipple.

Lifting my head as high as I can I press my mouth to his with an almost desperate need. Our tongues rub against each other's in the same long slow motions he's making with his hips and the tightening of my muscles continues, the feeling that they could snap like an overstretched rubber band is hard for my brain to accept but the continued slow movements of Jax between my thighs, his cock filling me completely, our pubic bones rubbing together putting constant stimulation onto my clit piercing has me holding my breath and clamping my muscles around his flesh as I cum again with a drawn out moan.

Jax pulls back and blinks down at me, his arm threading under my shoulder and holding me close as his thrusts get erratic and deeper. "Holy shit." Jax barely manages to gasp out when he cums, the feeling of his cock shooting hot pulses into me is something I haven't managed to feel before, normally so intensely locked in my own pleasure, but knowing that it's because of me that Jax has just lost his ability to speak properly, and breathe judging by the panting gasps coming out through his lips is intoxicating.

It takes us several minutes before we slowly move from the positions where we were, Jax falling to the side of me as soon as he was aware of the pressure his body was putting on me. I slide off the bed and head straight across the hall into the bathroom, turning the shower on while Jax is still catching his breath.

When he eventually comes into the room it's steamy and smells strongly of vanilla "I'm hungry babe."

I laugh from my position under the shower head "Okay. I'll make food when I get outta here. What do you want?"

I can see Jax shaking his head "Nope, no cooking."

I open the door and step out, picking a towel up and leaving the shower door open for Jax "I don't really want to eat out tonight. What delivers?"

Jax laughs "Pizza."

I smile as I wrap my hair in a second towel "Sounds good, greasy, cheesy yum. I'll go order some."