Jax’s hand ran down my back, and I curled more into his chest. The rain drummed down on the roof, deafening in the room. Jax’s hot lips slowly worked a pattern down my neck, his fingers softly running under my t-shirt up my back, causing my skin to shiver with desire.

His hands ran further up my back, his cold hand pulling me closer into him. “Don’t tease,” I stuttered, as he sucked the base of my neck. I ran my fingers up his bare chest, and then slung both my hands around his neck.

Lightning flashed through the room, and another rumble of thunder roared overhead. “Do you want to take this upstairs?” His words were broken as he continued to kiss up my neck. He pulled his head away and the smirk on his face made my pulse race with passion.

Tracing a finger down his tight jaw, I asked, “Are the guys coming home?” As I spoke, I felt my chest rise against his.

He shook his head slightly, and I felt his hands grip the hem of my t-shirt. My hands slowly crept down his strong tight chest, pausing on his defined abs. My head tilted up, our lips dangerously close.

I smirked slightly, as I let my hand drop from his abs and brush across his crotch. A low growl escaped his lips, and his hands quickly yanked my t-shirt off over my head. Threading my arms out of it, as soon as the t-shirt landed on the ground, Jax wrapped his arms around me and clenched me to his chest.

“Upstairs, downstairs?” he asked, his voice thick.

“Impatient?” I smirked.

His lips drove forward and claimed mine. His tongue flicked mine and I gripped each of his shoulders. My lace bra brushed across his chest, and I was thankful his eyes were locked with mine. I gripped his shoulders and kept his lips against mine; when he attempted to pull away, I tightened my grip and kept his lips pressed to mine. 

His hand brushed across my stomach, and I quickly planted my hand on his and guided it back to my hip. His lips broke from mine quickly, and I didn’t have a chance to try and keep them there.

“What’s wrong?” his voice was thick, and my eyes floated to his tan chest; I just couldn’t keep my eyes level with his.

“Nothing, I’m fine.” I placed my hand on his belt. Jax grabbed both of my wrists and holding them, pulled my hands away.

“Look at me,” he instructed.

Sighing, I looked up into his eyes and my head tilted to the side slightly. “I’m fine,” I stressed.

He wasn’t buying it. He let go of one of my wrists. Slowly, he placed a hand on my side, his eyes watching my reaction. Gently, his hands crept further towards my stomach. Gulping, I put my hand down to push his away, but he pulled his hand away quickly.

Placing a hand on my back, he pushed me back gently into the carpet, holding both of my hands up above my head; his thick hand trapped both of my wrists up.

“What are you doing?” I frowned, as he leaned on his side beside me. “Jax, look at me.”

But he didn’t. His eyes were raking my stomach. I watched as his eyes trailed up and down the scar, the scar that I was embarrassed to show anyone, but here I lay on display, for him.

“You’re ashamed of it,” he mumbled and his finger reached out to trace it. I wiggled under his grasp, trying to stop him. “Stop that,” he said, and slapped my stomach lightly.

“Then stop touching it,” I snapped. “You don’t have to.”

He lowered his head to my stomach, threw a leg over my waist and straddled me. Slowly, he lowered his mouth to the base of one of my scar lines. He kissed it, before he slowly traced his tongue up the line and then did the same on the other side.

“I’m sorry,” I sighed. I wanted to touch him, but my wrists were still held under his hand. “I know seeing that mark isn’t exactly a turn on.”

“This scar…” Jax pulled up and kneeled, his hand brushed across a faded thick scar line on his hip. “Your brother gave me this, and Cole doesn’t let me forget it.” He grunted. “This one,” he turned slightly and I saw the long line down his side. “Pub fight,” he added, “And the ones on my back, well it comes with the club I guess.”

“Yours are scars, not marks.”

“You wear the scars, Amber, don’t let the scars wear you.” He lowered his head back to my flat stomach and placed a soft kiss in the middle. “Don’t shy away from me again.”

“But…”

“But nothing!” He arched an eyebrow at me. “Now shut up… girlfriend.”

I chuckled and couldn’t stop grinning. “I think I like the sound of that.”

Letting go of my wrists, his hands went to work on my body. He slowly kissed along the waist band of my shorts, and I felt his fingers slowly undo the bow.

Slowly, he pulled my shorts down. The smirk on his defined jawline only made me want to drive my lips back to his red, moist mouth.

He dragged my black panties down my thighs, his eyes full of admiration. I reached forward, undid his belt, and pushed his jeans down his hips.

“Impatient babe?” Jax smirked, while he unclipped my bra, and slowly pulled the straps down my arms. He hurled it to the side.

I frowned “What’s with the look?” I couldn’t stop myself from asking.

“You’re beautiful Amber.” The words just spilled out of his mouth.

My frown hardened. “No I’m not.” I knew I didn’t even come close to the women he was used too. He was used to models and pornstars. And I was, well, just me - a scarred and tattooed wreck.

His expression tightened. “You are.” And he lowered his lips to mine. “And now, completely mine.”

Just as he said that, he thrust into me, making a gasp escape my lips. As if he was proving to the world that I was his now, and his alone.

Jax never claimed any woman, but, right now, as he took me, I had a strong feeling he was making a point to me; that I was his.

“God, you’re tight,” he groaned in my ear as he pulled back and then thrust again.

“What’s that meant to mean?” I gasped,he thrust deeper into me.

“Nothing,” he muttered in my ear, and his hands gripped my lower waist and threaded my legs around his waist. He pulled me from the ground; he moved inside me, causing me to bite my tongue. “Don’t hold it back babe,” he chuckled in my ear, and I pulled back slightly to see his smirk.

“Where are we going?” I gritted my teeth as he pushed up inside me; he began to walk up the stair case.

Jax nibbled the base of my earlobe. “Don’t worry babe, I’ll take care of you soon.”

“You could be taking care of me now.”

“What if your dad comes home suddenly,” Jax grinned at me. “You really want him to see you like this?”

“Then why didn’t you wait to take my clothes off? Or, for that matter, to start the job?” I arched an eyebrow and gripped him slightly tighter as he balanced me with one hand and opened the door with the other.

“I didn’t think of it before.”

Jax kissed my neck as he kicked the door closed behind him. I gasped again as he flexed inside me again. “God, you’re tight,” he muttered.

“Again! What is that meant to mean?” I kissed his shoulder, and slowly he lowered me to the bed.

“Later.”

Jax moved me back into the middle of his unmade bed.

“What?” I said.

He shrugged, “This is how I’ve wanted you for a long time now.” He kissed the mark on my neck and pulled back. “Naked, and in my bed.”

I arched an eyebrow at him. “Well, it took you long enough to make a move.” My hands ran over his toned shoulders. I sighed. “Seriously, what took you so long?”

He was still inside me; I could feel him and I knew if he thrust into me, my question would remain unanswered.

His eyes locked with mine and, like always, when I stared into his eyes, I found myself losing my breath.

“Reasons and opinions of others,” he said calmly, and his eyes ran down my naked body. “None of which matter anymore.”

“Why? Because you finally got what you wanted?”

“Amber, if you think one night with you is all I want, then you’re wrong.” He thrust into me, causing me to gasp again. “I’ve never had a girlfriend before, but I want you to know now, sex is an every night thing.”

I laughed. “Seriously? What about my brothers? ”

“We live in the same house and our rooms are directly across from each other. I think we will manage the late nights.”

“Sneaking around, hey?” I went up on my elbows, smiling like an idiot. “What other expectations do you have of a girlfriend?” I was interested now. A part of me dying to know, while the other half was scared I wouldn’t measure up.

His lips went to the top of my breast and he kissed me. “Whenever we are alone, I want you on me, sitting in my lap.” He pulled out and thrust into me again, this time causing me to fall down to the bed, my elbows buckling. “I want you always ready for me at night, expecting me.”

A moan left my lips as he took my nipple in his mouth. God, I’d told him not to tease me! I was so turned on right now, that what he was saying wasn’t really hitting me.

He pulled out and thrust into me with more power. “I want you willing to get naked in a second for me. And I want to shower with you. You, naked and soapy, has been one of my fantasies. In fact, no showering without me.”

I was already smiling, “Is this showering thing going to be an everyday type of thing, like sex?”

He ran his tongue down my jaw. “Sex in the shower is fine with me.”

Suddenly, I was looking forward to showers. Actually, I was going to look forward to when night came. Sneaking around wasn’t something I would normally do. I was blunt and direct but if it meant I had a relationship with Jax, then I would do it gladly.

“I’m going to make you come every night and moan my name, and I’m never going to get sick of hearing it and when the next night comes, I want the same - you coming and moaning my name. You understand Amber?”

He thrust into me hard when I didn’t answer.

My hands went to his chest and I nodded my head.

He smirked. “Good. Let’s start that tonight.”

Wait a sec, weren’t we already having sex? Then I realized this was just him outlining the rules, and the sex was still to come.

“You ready babe?” He whispered in my ear, like he was about to fuck me so hard, I wouldn’t just be moaning, I’d be screaming his name.

He was slightly out of me and before he could thrust into me, I moved my hips and engulfed him, giving him my answer.

He started at a steady speed, and it already had me clamping my mouth shut.

He kissed my lips for a second before pulling back, “Come on sweetheart, and don’t hold back on me.”

I kept my lips clamped shut.

He picked up the speed; just when I thought that wasn’t possible. A moan left my lips and my back arched.

“Come on sweetheart, I want to hear you.” He thrust deeper into me, causing my lips to part.

I had never felt this overwhelming, intense feeling before. Sure I had had sex, but this… this was something else.

“You moaning my name and coming is part of the deal.” He took my nipple in his mouth and I didn’t automatically let the moan escape my mouth; I was dying to at this point, as he killed me with pleasure. “Every night sweetheart, starting tonight.” His mouth moved from my breast and kissed my lips.

Again, he was fucking me so hard and intensely, it was causing my whole body to tremble.

Just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, he started fucking me harder, causing the moan to escape my lips.

He smirked, satisfied, like that was what he had been waiting for. His kept the insane pace and lowered his head to mine, his arms taking his full weight.

“I want to hear you and feel you come. Don’t hold back.” He kissed my forehead.

Another moan left my lips as he kept pleasuring me, and, just as he wanted, I didn’t hold back on him.