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Also, also, this chapter is definitely the rating changing chapter so if you're not into smutty scenes leave this story now, 'cause it's only gonna get smuttier from here.

Chapter Eleven

Jax had made a decision tonight. The decision being, Opie was right. Why not fuck Adrienne? She wanted him as much as he wanted her. He saw the shock on her face when he told her they wouldn't be going back to her house. The bastard in him liked that. Nothing serious needed to come from this. After all, she was ten years younger than him and a Hale. She probably wanted something permanent as much as he did.

"Here," he said, holding out his helmet to her, enjoying how she blushed taking it from him. God, if she looked scandalized now just wait 'til he got done with her.

"Um," Adrienne started looking at his bike before meeting his gaze, unsure. "How are we supposed to do this? I mean, I know we're riding on a bike, but I don't wanna flash anyone."

An amused grin came over Jax's face and he swung his leg over his bike with ease. "Guess you should sit real close then, huh?" Jax's grin grew as her face seemed to redden even more and he chuckled. "C'mon, darlin', it's dark out and it's just me."

And I plan on seeing way more than you're showing off tonight, baby.

/

Adrienne could feel her face heating even more as she tried to, delicately, sit on Jax's bike. Awkwardly situating herself, she tried not to think about the fact that her dress was scrunched up mid-thigh and that her crotch was pressed against Jax.

What the fuck was she doing? This wasn't her. She did not go home with strange men, but Jax wasn't just some strange guy. No, he was an outlaw and basically mortal enemies with her brother, which was worse. Yet she found herself pressing even closer to him, and tightening her arms around his waist when he started the bike.

"You good?" he asked her over the roar of the bike, kicking up his stand while turning back to look at her over his shoulder.

She nodded, and butterflies erupted in her stomach as he started to pull out of the parking lot. Hearing the party still go on in the background, she decided that nobody had saw them leave together because nobody was cat-calling after them. It was silly really, but she couldn't describe the feeling on being on a bike with him. Watching Jax expertly maneuver his motorcycle, Adrienne decided that this was the sexiest thing she'd ever seen a man do. His hands would tighten as he sped up, making the veins in his forearm protrude.

Who knew veins were sexy?

Biting her lip, Adrienne watched as he pulled into a driveway of a beautifully simple house. Jesus, she was in front of his house. This was so real.

Jax shut off the bike and put his stand out easily before getting off the bike, watching her take off the helmet. When she gingerly placed the helmet on his stand and stood up, Adrienne blushed and ducked her head when he seemed to be staring at her with amusement.

"Need a hand?" Jax asked her with a smirk, holding out his hand. "I'll block ya from the neighbors, don't worry."

Rolling her eyes, Adrienne decided that Jax was going to see a lot more of her than just her underwear tonight. Bringing her leg over, hoping to appear elegant, Adrienne gasped and yelped as she fell, losing her balance in her high heels.

Jax, ever the hero, quickly put his hands on her upper arms and steadied her. A laugh was trying to escape from him, but she could see he was trying to hide it, for her sake. Couldn't she be graceful?

"You good?" he inquired, a curious look coming on his face. "You haven't been drinking, have you?"

Adrienne wanted to die immediately. "No," she answered, enjoying the fact the Jax kept his hands on her, even after she wasn't in danger of falling. "I'm just clumsy, promise."

Grinning, Jax reached around her to open his compartment and grabbed the bottle of jack. "Yanno, in case we get thirsty," he told her, then clasped her smaller hand in his rough one.

"I don't know," she responded, scrunching her nose as they talked toward the front door. "I'm not a big drinker. I don't think I've ever really been properly drunk before."

Adrienne had never been a big drinker or a partier. In Arizona all she had cared about was school and trying to convince her Dad to let her come home. And look where that got me, she thought barely suppressing the urge to frown.

"No, shit," Jax replied, surprise evident. "No crazy partying days?" he teased as he opened the door and ushered her in before shutting it behind them.

Quickly scanning the house, Adrienne decided she didn't know what to expect from Jax's house, but she certainly didn't expect it to be so homey. It seemed almost comical that this big, bat outlaw biker had various pictures Abel had drawn hanging on the walls, as well as many pictures of the five-year-old. There were toys littered on the floor in a cluttered mess, obviously where Abel probably played on the floor while Jax sat on the couch while watching television.

Jax set his keys on the end table next to the door before leading her over to the kitchen. Grabbing a shot glass, he looked at her with raised brows. "Have you ever had Jack Daniels before?" he asked her, putting down a glass in front of him, going back for another glass.

Nope. "Once or twice," Adrienne lied smoothly, slowly walking closer beside him. God, he smelled good.

"So, if you don't really drink then why were you at Caroline's party?" Jax asked, pouring her a shot and sliding it over to her before pouring himself one. "You had to know that was gonna happen."

Adrienne shrugged, watching in fascination as Jax slammed the shot back with little effort. His throat working to swallow the burning alcohol made her stomach clench. Was that how she was supposed to do it?

"I didn't even know the party was at Cara Cara until I was in the car." She picked up the shot. "I certainly didn't expect a night of debauchery." Adrienne tilted her head back and sucked down the Jack with effort. "Oh, Jesus," she coughed, putting a hand to her chest as she gasped through her coughs, shivering in distaste.

Jax laughed at her reaction, taking her glass from her before pouring another one for himself. "Once or twice, huh?" he asked her, twisting the cap back on before looking at her. "How old are you again?"

She rolled her eyes. "I'm twenty-four."

/

Twenty-four. God, that sounded even worse out loud. He might be able to look past the fact that she was a Hale and Abel's teacher, but something about her being that young made him feel horrible. Almost like he was stealing something from her. What could he, a single dad and ex-con, offer this beautiful young woman in front of him?

Nothing, he answered himself. That's why it's just gonna be a one-night thing.

One thing did have him curious though. "So, you didn't party in college?" Jax asked, taking the two empty glasses and putting them in the sink. "I thought that was a thing? Crazy college parties, lots of blacking out."

Not that Jax would know since he never went.

Adrienne shrugged, leaning onto the counter. "I don't know. I was just never really into it. While everybody else was partying, I was reading or studying." She looked up at him with a smile just then, her brown eyes lively. "But that's okay because I was the only person that ever remembered what happened at the dorm parties, so everyone was always super nice to me because they didn't want me to blackmail them."

When Jax didn't say anything, Adrienne continued to stare at him. Her dark eyes seeming to take in every inch of his face before understanding dawned on her, right before she scrunched up her adorable face in dislike.

"Wow, you're really hung up on this age thing, huh?" she asked him, incredibly insightful. "We can say 'age is just a number' because we're both over eighteen."

Jax raised his brows at her. Yeah, easy for her to say because she wasn't the one who was attracted to someone ten years younger than her. "It's not that I'm hung up on it," he started. "But you gotta admit ten years is-"

"No, you are," Adrienne cut him off with a firm nod. "And it's not ten years. It's nine."

Jax scowled at her. "And that makes it any better?" Then he seemed to re-hear what she said. "You've thought about this too."

An adorable blush over took her face and she went back to being bashful, lowering her gaze to his chest with a shrug. "Among other things."

Grinning, Jax raised his hand to the side of her neck. She jumped a bit in surprise before taking a step closer to him, his thumb softly stroking her jumping pulse. "As much as I love makin' you blush, darlin', we gotta work on your innocent side." He loved how shy she seemed to be, but he loved when she forgot to be shy and she seemed to say the first thing that came to her head. "If you can't take it, don't dish it."

Please be able to take it.

"It's not that I'm innocent," she responded, rolling her eyes. "I just, I don't want you to get the wrong impression of me." Her eyes were wide and earnest as she looked at him.

He frowned at her, his other hand coming up to her waist pulling her body fully against his. "I don't follow," he said honestly, the frown being replaced with a half-smile as her hands slowly sat themselves on his chest. God, she was tiny; only coming up to his chin in her heels.

"Of course not," Adrienne sighed. "I don't want you to think that I normally go home with guys."

Unable to explain why he was glad about that, Jax just nodded. "I kinda got that," he told her honestly. When she groaned and took her hands away from his chest to put her head in her hands, Jax looked at her utterly confused. Never, had he had so much trouble from a female before. "What?"

"This is mortifying." Adrienne laughed, removing her hands from her face and dropping them at her side. "I mean, I don't wanna appear easy but, Jesus, I wanna at least…"

Jax raised his brows, sort of understanding. "You appear fine," he told her, moving his hand to the back of her neck, making her look at him. "More than fine. You're beautiful and sexy and I haven't been able to get you out of my head since I spilled that stupid bucket of water on you."

Adrienne chuckled and rolled her eyes. "Oh my Lord, let's not talk about that."

Jax shrugged, he'd said all he wanted to say. "Alright."

Tightening his hold on the back of her neck, Jax bent down and finally pressed his lips to hers. He'd wanted to give her a soft kiss, take the time to learn her mouth and enjoy the feel of her but something about her made him fucking crazed.

God help him.

/

God help her, the man knew how to kiss. Her hands seemed to find their way to his sides and she grasped at his leather while he took her mouth. Over and over. This was what she dreamed about. What she wanted more than anything. Passion.

Whimpering softly as Jax nipped at her bottom lip before sucking the sting away, Adrienne gasped for breath and turned her head away. Breaking the kiss, Adrienne took a deep breath but let out a low moan as Jax's lips just descended onto her neck. He was nipping and sucking her entire expanse of skin, tilting her back against the counter and turning her head this way and that way for a better angle.

"I could kiss you for hours," Jax growled, taking her lips against in another harsh kiss. His tongue tangling with hers expertly as she held onto his sides tightly. "God, you've no idea how badly I've wanted to do this."

"Ditto," she breathed before reaching up for his neck, holding onto him tighter as her body seemed to come alive under his touch. Eager to make their lips meet again, Adrienne brought her face to his, breathing in his air and shivering at the feeling of his soft lips against hers.

Shrugging out of his kutte, Jax broke the kiss to toss it on the counter as she slipped out of her heels. Immediately, his both hands were in her hair and his mouth back on hers. Adrienne wasn't sure if Jax was aware of it or not, but he kept making growling sounds as he kissed her, and the sound made her loins clench and got her more and more excited.

The taste of him set her blood on fire, like whiskey and cigarettes. Some people might not find it attractive, she'd admit that she had always said that smokers probably had the worst taste in their mouths, but she was dead wrong.

"How do I get you out of this thing?" Jax asked her in growl, his hands impatiently tugging at her dress, breaking their kiss. "There's no zipper."

Biting her lip, Adrienne's hands toyed with her pearl straps and she looked up at him. She knew what she was signing up for, going home with Jax, but now she wasn't so sure. He'd probably been with women ten times more beautiful and experienced than her. Maybe she would warn him?

"Jax, I-"

Covering her mouth with his, Jax muffled her words as his tongue danced with hers and his hands made their way to her shoulders. His fingers expertly traced a dance going up and down her arm, before running them down her back. She shivered.

Jax broke the kiss and stared down at her, his eyes dark and hot as they stared into her own. "If you don't wanna do this, let me know now. This is your chance to leave because after I take this off," his hands went to the two dainty pearled straps keeping her dress up, "I'm not sure I'm gonna be able to let you leave."

His hands never strayed from the relaxed hold on her pearl straps. Jax watched intently as she bit her lip before she covered his hands with his own.

"I'm not going anywhere."

The dress slipped off.

/

If one word could describe Adrienne Hale, Jax thought, it would be breathtaking.

She hadn't had a bra on with her dress, pretty obvious since it was backless, but the teeny little black thong she wore was something Jax hadn't expected. Her breasts weren't overly-large, but he suspected they'd fill his hands and, really, he was a simple man that loved women no matter their shapes and sizes. His hands rested at her hips, honestly contemplating bending her over the counter before having her again in his bed, when she unexpectedly brought her hands up to his button-down flannel.

"If I have to stand here naked, you could at least take your shirt off," Adrienne muttered, her hands shaking slightly as they unbuttoned his shirt.

Jax chuckled, helping shrug out of his shirt. "Baby, you aren't even naked yet." Throwing his shirt next to her dress on the floor, Jax played with the tiny strap of her thong, riveted by the sight of it against her tanned skin.

She ducked her head and blushed again, her hands resting on his lower stomach. "If you're blushing now, just wait."

Hands now in her hair, Jax gently forced her head back up and brought his lips down to hers. She was so… sweet. Yeah, sweet. Every other woman he had ever slept with always seemed to be in a rush to have him. Yeah, Jax knew he was good-looking and the women he had slept with loved to showboat that fact around, but the way Adrienne just with her hands on his abdomen and not trying to scurry down and take him out of his pants at the first opportunity was a blessing.

And a curse.

Jax bent down slightly, grasping the back of her thighs and lifted her. She gasped, her hands going around his shoulders instinctively and Jax took the opportunity to take her mouth deeper. Her lithe legs wrapped themselves around his waist, making Jax's erection grind into her center while he made the short walk to his bedroom.

Stifling a groan, Jax kicked the door shut with his foot, Jax kept his mouth on Adrienne as long as he could before he broke it to set her down. She stayed on her tip-toes so she could keep her arms around his neck. Her eyes at a half-mast and she sighed.

"I like the way you kiss me, Jax."

He hoped she liked everything he wanted to do to her.

/

Her world tilted as Adrienne founder herself laid back on Jax's bed, her cheeks heating in slight embarrassment as she was only wearing a thong in bed while he still wore his jeans. She shivered as his eyes moved up and down her body and he ran a hand over his mouth.

Bringing his muscular hands down to her legs, Jax only shook his head and smirked before abruptly leaning down and claiming her mouth again. Adrienne's arms folded around his neck and decided that she could, gladly, kiss Jax Teller for the rest of her life. His lips fit against hers perfectly, his tongue performing the perfect erotic dance against hers', stroking a fire deep inside her.

Whimpering as he broke the kiss, Adrienne inhaled sharply as he began to kiss down her neck and chest, paying special attention to her breasts.

His hot mouth on her skin made her hands shaky as they found their way to his tattooed forearms. "Jax," she gasped, arching against his mouth as he licked and nipped at her. A particular bite had her moaning and pushing her chest at him.

"Yes?" he asked, a smoldering look on his face.

Breathing heavy, Adrienne leaned back on her bent arms and looked pointedly at his pants. "You still have your jeans on."

With a wicked grin Jax nonchalantly pulled her racy underwear off, tossing them on the floor behind him. "That's because the minute they're off, a condom is going on and I'm gonna be balls deep inside you."

She shivered as Jax shoved her legs wider, running his hands slowly up and down her thighs. "And you're waiting to do that why?"

Jax chuckled as he settled himself between her legs comfortably. "I wanna taste your pussy before I fuck you." Jax swiftly cupped her sex and began grinding the heel of his palm against her, making her cry out. "Any complaints?"

Adrienne blushed but shook her head, watching with rapt pleasure as he began lowering his mouth to her. Gasping as his tongue first hit her, Adrienne fell back, a small smile of pleasure on her face. "No complaints."

/

Jax's heart was beating out of his chest. Blood pounded through him so hard he heard it in her ears. He was completely surrounded by Adrienne. He didn't know how experienced Adrienne was, but he loved how consumed she was by the pleasure he was giving her. She was constantly moving against him, so much, he moved his hands to her hips to hold her steady.

"Jax," she moaned, her manicured nails sinking into his hair, tugging on the short blond strands. "Please."

Looking up at her, Jax smirked as he slowly circled her with his thumb. "I could eat you out all night, darlin'." She whimpered as he carefully inserted a finger inside of her, her hips instinctively began rocking.

Damn, if he got any harder his dick would split in two. She was unbelievably hot and tight. Watching raptly, Jax added a finger and smirked as she let out a deep moan, her hands finding his blanket and balling them into little fists. Lowering his head, he decided he had enough fun teasing her. He wanted her to make come.

Sucking on her bundle of nerves, Jax wedged a third finger inside of her, thrusting them in and out fast. Her thighs came around his ears as she tightened her legs around his head, her hips arching up to his mouth and her entire body tensed as she came hard around his fingers. His dick aching to replace his hand.

Licking at her leisurely, Jax grinned as she whimpered and shivered against him. Pushing herself up, Adrienne abruptly took Jax's face in her hands and kissed him, uncaring that he just had his mouth on her and damn if that didn't turn him on.

Breaking the kiss, Jax none-to-gently, pushed her back on the bed and hurriedly took off his jeans before reaching into his nightstand for a condom.

Releasing a shaky breath, Adrienne looked up at him, her face flushed with desire, her hair in a disarray around her head on his pillow. "You're really good at that," she told him, with a breathless look on her face.

Jax looked down at her, an amused look on his face before he chuckled. Leaning down, Jax gave her a rough kiss and told her, "You're doin' wonders for my ego darlin'. Let's see if you think I'm good at anything else."

/

Watching Jax roll a condom over himself innately sexy. The way he subtly shook as he pushed the condom on made Adrienne shiver in anticipation. Jax made himself comfortable between her legs as his mouth fell on hers again. He was making her ache all over again, her hands laid themselves on his back.

Rolling her hips, desperately searching for him, Jax cursed and told her, "You have no idea what you're doing to me."

Before she could ask what he meant by that, Adrienne gasped as slowly pushed his full length inside of. Releasing a breath, it came out as a long moan at the feeling of him fill her. He held himself still, allowing her to get used to him. Looking into bright blue eyes, Adrienne was sure that she never felt so connected to anyone.

"Do you know how long it's been since somebody looked at me like that?" Jax asked quietly, slowly pulling out only to thrust back in.

Whimpering at his slowly moving hips, Adrienne dug her nails into his back as she struggled to keep her eyes open and make her mouth work. "Look at you like what?" Breathless, she arched up to him, crying out as his thumb began lavishing attention on her clit.

"Like I matter."

He moaned and dropped his head down to her neck, sucking and nipping at her skin. His hips moving faster against her, never stopping his ministrations. He sped up his movements, breathing heavily against her as she struggled to breathe at all. She was on fire. His muscular chest brushed her breasts every time he pulled back and pushed in. Her legs squeezed his waist as she tried to keep up with his pace.

"Oh God," Adrienne moaned, digging her nails deeper.

Hissing in pain and pleasure, Jax lifted his head from her neck and held her thighs open wider, somehow seating himself deeper inside of her. Then he hit a spot so unfathomably deep inside of her, her entire body began shaking in pleasure. Her eyes shut, as a low moan escaped her.

"There it is." She vaguely heard him say, as he continued to thrust and hit that spot over and over and over.

"Jax, please." Adrienne had never felt like this before, like her entire body was coming apart solely for him.

Growling and shoving himself in and out faster, Jax was animalistic against her. He was giving her such pleasure, she wasn't even sure existed until now.

Then it hit her like a MAC truck. "Jax!"

/

Watching Adrienne come undone beneath him was everything Jax wanted and more. She gripped him like a velvet fist and squeezed him so tightly he cursed. Stiffening on top of her, Jax shoved himself deeper as his hips jammed themselves furiously against her, spending himself in the condom deep inside her.

Breathing heavily, Jax collapsed. He grinned to himself as he heard her heartbeat beating just as fast as his. Her passion had been more than what he expected and right now he was just going to allow this moment to be.

Rolling off her, Jax grinned as she moaned his loss and he carefully rolled off the condom.

"Um," Adrienne started, sitting up in his bed and a ran a hand through her hair. "Where's your bathroom?"

Not allowing her even a second of being uncomfortable after what they'd done, Jax leaned over and laid a searing kiss on her. "Across the hallway, baby."

Jax watched as she scurried out of the room and chuckled to himself. Shaking his head, Jax threw out the condom in the trash can next to the bed and opened the window before returning to his bed. Fishing out his pack of cigarettes and a lighter, Jax decided that he wasn't sure if he could live without that. Sure, pussy was just pussy, but Adrienne's pussy had been top-notch pussy.

Lighting the cigarette, Jax inhaled deeply before exhaling a cloud of smoke. His head was a buzz with pleasure and a thousand warnings were going through his head on why this had been a bad idea.

None of that mattered, though, when Adrienne walked back into the room, stark naked. She rolled her eyes when she saw him. "God, that stereotype about smoking after sex wasn't fake, was it?"

Chuckling, Jax pushed down the blankets next to him in invitation, which she took. Laying her head on his chest, her hands fiddling with the fingers on the hand that's arm was wrapped around her.

He knew there was a hundred things he needed to say to her. The top one being that this couldn't happen again, but he didn't. He couldn't-wouldn't-ruin a moment so good. It was insanely selfish, but Jax hadn't felt this good in a long time. He wanted to savor it.

Couldn't he pretend that he was just a normal guy in a normal world that got the chance to sleep with a beautiful woman? Not Jax Teller sleeping with Adrienne Hale. There were no fights, no enemies, just them.

/

"You're thinking so loud I can hear you from here," Adrienne told him, breaking the silence as she watched him put out his cigarette on the ash tray next to the bed.

Jax chuckled and nodded, only tightening his arms around her. "Yeah, wondering how with a chick with little experience is so good at sex."

Blushing, Adrienne rolled her eyes. "Please. I barely did anything." But Jax was out of this world, not that she expected anything different. But now all she could think about was how she measured up to the other countless women he'd been with. God, he even slept with Bethany and she was Adrienne's friend and co-worker.

"Nah, don't sell yourself short, darlin'," Jax drawled out to her, tipping her chin up to look at him. "It's definitely a two-person job. Dare I say, you did a helluva job."

Adrienne smiled up at him, unable to do any other action. When he grinned back at her, Jax leaned down and gave a her a soft kiss. Unlike before, this was unhurried. As if he simply enjoyed kissing her.

When the kiss ended, Adrienne sighed and looked up at Jax. This was so wrong, and incredibly unhealthy she was sure. She still had to deal with her father, her brothers, and not to mention the fact that her entire family seemed to want Jax and his entire club in jail.

"Jax, I-"

"Don't say anything right now," Jax told her, his fingers tracing her lips. He looked at her intently, a sad half-smile sitting on his face. "All our problems are still gonna be there in the morning, waiting to ride our asses. So, I suggest you spend the rest of the night riding me, while we still have the time."

A/N: Happy Valentine's day! ❤ also low key looking for a beta to shoot the shit with since i'm basically scrapping and re-writing the ending to this story so hmu if interested.