I grabbed his golden locks and pulled his mouth back to mine. I felt him smile against my lips.

"That's it, baby."

He pulled away for a minute to pull down my panties all the way. I quickly pulled my jersey over my head, letting the cool air hit my bare skin, making me shiver slightly. Jax looked up and down my body, the view bringing a smile to his face.

He moved his mouth to my neck in seconds. I felt him lick and bite at the skin, no doubt leaving a mark like I was his territory.

But, I didn't care. I pushed lightly at his chest and looked at his fully clothed body.

"Your turn."

We both lifted his black sweatshirt off, and he threw it across the room. While he threw it, I went straight for his belt. My fingers loosened the leather and popped open the button on his jeans. I reached my hand in his jeans and cupped his impressive bulge. Jax clenched his teeth and hissed.

"Fuck, Jules."

I grinned and pulled his pants and boxers down, finally freeing him from his confines.

"Lay down."

I did what I was told and laid down on my wooden table. He grabbed my bare hips and slid me down the table a little. With one quick and hard thrust of his hips, he was in me. We both called out at the same time.

Jax stilled his hips and shut his eyes tight, already feeling his orgasm would come.

No.

He wasn't gonna blow his load like some amateur.

I didn't feel him move for a good minute, making me sit up on my elbows and look at him.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I'm good."

He grabbed my hips even tighter and started moving again. I scrunched my eyebrows together and let my head fall back.

"God, Jax!"

He smiled devilishly and thrusted harder, making me shout.

I never believed that there was a g- spot.

I think Jax just proved the theory correct.

When I had enough strength, I sat up and kissed him again. I wrapped my arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. Jax bit my bottom lip, pulling a moan out of both of us.

"You wanna give your bed some attention?", He asked, his face inches away from mine.

"Thought you'd never ask," I replied, already out of breath.

He gripped the bottom of my thighs, lifting me in his arms.

I love that. I love having a man lifting me like I was only three pounds.

The crunching sound of broken ceramic and glass were drowned out by our heavy breathing. He started moving to the bedroom very slowly when I looked down. His pants were still around his ankles. I laughed.

"You want me to help you?"

"No. I got it."

As he took another step, he tripped and fell onto the living room couch.

"Clearly you got it."

Jax smiled and shook his head. He pushed himself into sitting position and I straddled him.

I slid my way onto him, causing me to hit that sweet spot again.

I moaned loudly, making the sound echo through my empty home.

"You like that, huh baby?"

Words couldn't form in my head. I just nodded.

He moved his hands to my bare hips and started moving them. I leaned in to kiss him, but kept my lips a breath's distance.

"I got this."

I started moving myself up and down onto him in a quick motion. I had a feeling I was doing something right when I looked at his face. He had his eyes closed, and his mouth was open just a little bit.

"Jules.. Jules.. slow.. slow down."

"No."

I went faster and Jax wrapped his arms tightly around my body. He buried his head into my chest, deep moans falling from his mouth. He started feverishly licking and biting at the skin once again. I was starting to feel the effects of my own work and my release was running right at me. Jax cried out, and I felt him spill himself inside me.

"How was that?"

"Everything I imagined it would be. But, there's one problem. "

I looked at him questionably.

"You didn't finish."

He moved one of his hands between my legs. My eyes were glued to his hand, and they landed on my clit.

Oh god.

He rubbed at it furiously and I was gone. I started grinding against his hand.

"Jax, Jax stop..I..."

I grabbed at his hand. I couldn't take it. I was too sensitive, but he kept it there, and let me ride out the aftershocks.

I collapsed onto him, and I rested my head against his. He tucked my hair behind my ear.

"You're beautiful."

The comment made me chuckle.

"I'm serious, Jules."

"So are you."

"Men can't be beautiful."

"Yes, they can. Trust me."

I hopped off his lap.

"Where you goin'?"

"My bedroom. You're more than welcome to join me, unless you have somewhere to be."

He watched her disappear to the bedroom, and he followed her.

If you're wondering if we had sex when we went into the bedroom, we did. Three times, actually.

But, this time it was slower than earlier.

There was more kissing, more exploring of each other's bodies. Probably because our animalistic lust was satisfied.

I guess you can say we made love.

I rested my head on his chest, letting my fingertips trace over his rippling abs. He took my hand and held it in his.

"That tickles."

"Sorry."

"Jax, what did we do?"

"Had sex."

"You know what I mean. This was a mistake."

"Yeah."

When I was talking to him, he seemed like he wasn't even listening to me. He was just doing what all men do. Agreeing with you to make it seem like they're listening.

I looked up at him.

"Are you listening to me?"

"I am. Just thinking."

"About?"

"What do you think? What just happened, marrying Wendy, all of it."

"You're still marrying Wendy, right?"

"Do you want me to?"

"Jax, that's not what I asked you. It's a simple question. All it requires is a simple answer."

"So does mine. Do you want me to marry Wendy?"

I sat up.

"Of course, I do."

"Why?"

"Because she's your fiancé, and what we just did is a one time thing."

"You must've counted wrong, cuz what we did was four times."

"Jax, come on I'm serious."

"So am I."

"Jax, are you still marrying Wendy?"

His face turned serious.

"I don't know."

I turned my body away from him and rested my head on my pillow.

He went to touch her, but he knew she didn't want to be touched right now since she's pissed. He got up and walked to the bathroom. He just stood there, looking in the mirror having an internal tug of war.

What the fuck is he going to do?

He did love Wendy, but did he love her enough to be married to her?

Shit has been rocky for them, and she's shown her true colors. If it's this bad now, what will it be like when they get married?

Then there's Jules.

The beautiful woman sleeping in the next room. A part of him wanted to go back in that bedroom and lay down next to her again. Wanted to see where this goes.

But, what will people think?

What will the club think? Him being with a colored woman? Charming wasn't known for stepping outside their races, let's just say that.

He let out a heavy breath.

He knew what he was going to do.

The sun peeked its way through my curtains, landing on my face. The warmth woke me up, and I turned over to see the man I spent a last night with.

Nothing.

"Jax?"

I wrapped one of the sheets around my body and went toward the living room and kitchen, my eyes hoping to find him.

The broken glass and ceramic were cleaned up.

Like it never happened.

Like none of this ever happened.

Tears formed in my eyes.

He's marrying Wendy.

I should've told him I didn't want him marrying Wendy. He might've stayed. Maybe not. Maybe he was never going to stay in the first place.

I picked up my house phone and called my landlord.

"Hey John, I'm sorry I know it's early, but it looks like I'm leaving for New York early."

Okay guys, I'm new to writing sex scenes, I hope it was okay. I hope you enjoyed the new chapter! Reviews and pms are welcome!