Derailed | Sons of Anarchy Fanfiction | Jax Teller/OC

Chapter 1: Comfortable

August 19, 2008

Jax Teller pulled up to the brick house that he spent most of his lonesome nights for the last year since he told his wife he wanted a divorce. It was also the same night he ended up sleeping with his soon-to-be ex-wife and mistakenly got her pregnant. He took his helmet off, hanging it on the handlebars before he pulled his gloves off and set them on the gas tank of his Dyna Wideglide. He'd met the vixen in a bar when she saved him from getting into a fight. She continuously rebuffed his advances and his attraction to her grew stronger each time.

Jax couldn't help himself, the tiny vixen was plaguing him, his mind and his dreams. He was actually happy for the first time since before he ever even met his ex-wife, Wendy Case. Now he was just trying to navigate between preparing for his child to come into the world and make sure he kept his relationship happy and in a good place.

He looked up at the porch to see the light on and he smiled. "Thank God." He mumbled to himself as he moved to the front door and knocked on it. He looked down at his white Nikes as he waited for the woman he wanted to see to open the door.

"Took ya long enough." The soft voice of the gorgeous vixen Jax seemed to enjoy made the man look up and his lazy smirk slowly appeared on his handsome face. The satin lace-trim slip that stopped at the top of her thighs made Jax lick his lips before he moved to her, his hands grabbing her thighs and he lifted her up. "What are you doing?" She laughed as she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist.

He kicked the front door shut and reached back to lock it as he felt the brunette's arms wrap around his neck. "Had some business to attend to first before I could break free. You gonna be mad at me now?"

"I might. What are you gonna do about it?" The brunette stuck her tongue out at the man before she leaned forward to kiss his lips. "Staying the night?"

Jax nodded his head as he made his way down the hall, straight for the master suite. "Might have to bend ya over my damn knee. Who knows?" He muttered as he pushed the cracked door open with his free hand as his other hand snaked up the black satin slip before he dropped her on the bed. He pushed his kutte off his shoulders before removing his shoulder holster. He pulled his white t-shirt off and dropped both articles on the floor behind him before he set the holster on the bed beside the brunette.

"Am I supposed to protest that idea or something?" She shook her head as she reached up, stuck her fingers in the waistband of his visible white boxers and tugged him closer to her before she started unbuckling his belt as she stared up at the handsome man. "What's this bruise?" She reached a hand up, rubbing the large bruise on his left side.

He winced before shaking his head. "Nothing, just ran into a damn wall." He pulled his knife and sheath off, dropping it on the bed as well. He watched the gorgeous brunette start pushing his jeans and boxers down his legs. "I'm ok though, darlin'." He smiled down at her.

"You are such a female. Ran into a wall. Ok, Samantha, tell me more about how your boyfriend kicked your ass because you wouldn't make him a sandwich." She started laughing as she shrugged her shoulders. "Ew, do not call me that shit with that ugly grin. You're so textbook, go away."

Jax started laughing as he shook his head. "Shut up, I'm serious, ran right into the wall. I didn't even see it there." He pushed her down flat against the bed and kicked his sneakers off before he stepped out of his jeans and boxers. "You don't want me to go away, darlin'." He flashed her his infamous lopsided grin again as he started to push the slip up her body until she was sitting up to pull it off and toss it aside.

"Such a little girl. I've got to stop hanging out with you." She moved further onto the bed, pushing her thong down her legs as she watched him grab a condom out of the nightstand drawer before he crawled onto the bed, between the brunette's legs. "After tonight, I'm not talking to you anymore. Darlin'." She mocked his smooth tone before she started laughing.