This Life

Nine

********Warning! The following contains smut! *********

~Isa's POV~

Jax had his hands on my hips, a low groan escaping from him. I raise a brow.

"What's wrong, Babe," I ask.

Jax just groans again.

I suddenly feel something poke my inner left thigh. I giggle again, my hands going up under Jax's t-shirt.

I run my hands up and down his chest, down his sides.

"Izzy," Jax warns.

I giggle again, "Yes?".

Jax doesn't say anything. I smile.

"Don't even think about it," he warns.

I move around, feeling him. Jax groans again, "IZZY!".

I watch him, "Yes, Love?".

Jax smirks and groans. I raise my brow again. Jax's hands go up my shirts. A chill goes down my spine.

"Are you ready," he asks me.

I nod, getting up and stripping to my black and green matching underwear set. Jax's eyes get possessive, he licks his lips.

I kiss Jax's neck, smiling as I do. Jax smiles again. Jax flips me so he's on top.

"Someone's feisty," I tease.

Jax kisses my neck, his hands pinning my wrists beside my head. I wrap my legs around his waist.

"Someone's feisty," Jax mocks.

"I'm ready baby," I coo.

Jax smiles, his left hand working with my bra clasps. I sheepishly smile.

~3 hours later~

My head laid on Jax's chest, his arms around my waist. We were both panting, covered in sweat. I feel Jax place a piece of my hair behind my right ear.

I gave my freaking virginity to Jackson Teller. Oh my god! Holy shit.
He's a fucking god!

"I love you, Isabella Rochelle Rodriguez," Jax mumbles

"I love you more, Jackson Nathaniel Teller," I whisper.

"Get some sleep, Princess," Jax says.

"I'm not tired," I start arguing.

Jax rubs my back, his even breathing lulling me to sleep. I fight the sleep that's over taking me.

"Cmon, Princess, sleep is good for you," Jax says.

I readjust my head, my right hand resting on his left side. Jax hums and I yawn.

"You're -yawn- a -yawn- meanie," I playfully yawn.

"Just get some rest, Baby. Please?".

I end up falling asleep, Jax's humming, breathing and scent calming me. I soon hear Jax snoring, then I smile as I sleep.

~Next morning~

I rolled on my right side, cuddling the pillow I was using. Two strong arms wrap around my waist, a warm breath is felt on my neck.

"Morning, Babe," Jax says, his voice husky and laced with sleep.

I feel Jax kiss in between my shoulders, his left hand traveling downwards. I squirm, giggling.

"Babe," I whine, already wanting to do it again.

"Yes," he cockily asks.

I whine again, taking one of Jax's hands and placing it on my left breast. Jax raises a brow, then he gets the memo. I lay on my back, placing both his hands on my breasts.

Jax leans down and licks one of them.

~3 more hours later~

Jax and I were panting again. I was exhilarated. Jax was lying on his stomach, breathing evenly, but heavily.

I knew he had to go out later, but he looked so tired. I pull his shirt over my head, then I lay on his back. Jax yawns, both of his arms under the pillow he was using.

I kiss his shoulder, yawning myself. I hear Jax snoring again. I gently kiss his left temple, then I lay my head between his shoulders.

Later that day Jax and I are up, looking over files. I hum, bored out of my mind.

"What's wrong, Love," he asks.

I shrug, "Nothing.".

Jax looks at me.

What am I going to do now?