warning ⚠️; yes, there's already a bit of smut in the first chapter, don't judge me. 🫣🖤

NEW YORK / 2010

THE LIGHTS IN NEW YORK were enough to turn the night into day. Street lamps every few steps, the lights of the apartments above them, the headlights of all the cars pushing through the narrow streets illuminated the city with a mixture of warm and bright lights. The sound of the buzzing streets, the party-loving people and the impatient honking of the cars was a huge difference to Charming; and yet Jax loved the hustle and bustle of the big city.

Would he always need it now? Definitely not, he preferred the quieter evenings, the closed parties in the clubhouse and the open roads. New York was dirty, loud and stank. Rats crawled past the canals, the walls of the houses, the garbage cans. But besides the negative things, the buzzing city also had exactly what many people were looking for.

Shops upon shops, restaurants and bars every two meters, tall buildings with views that he would never get in Charming. Everyone seemed stressed and yet so relaxed and open. No one cared what the other was doing, people minded their own business and were still friendlyᅳ most of them anyway.

In the last two weeks that he had been here, he had recharged the energy that he had recently lost in Charming. Club shit, the fact that he was going to become a father without having a stable relationship, his mom who was always breathing down his neck and most recently Clay, who made it clear that he wouldn't let his stepson tell him what to doᅳ all of this had drained him. So much so that he had to take a break, otherwise things would've probably happened that would have had fatal consequences.

And now he was strolling through the buzzing streets of New York, a pretty woman next to him who was euphorically talking about the most beautiful places here. He had to admit that he didn't catch some of the words, his eyes glued to her full lips, which were covered with two different lipstick colors. Black on the outside, blending with a dark, rich red.

"And, oh, I have to show you the public library if you decide to visit New York again", were the first words he caught again, shooting a grin at her as one of his eyebrows twitched upwards, earning a laugh from her in return. "I know, I know, sounds boring at first. But it's not, trust me."

"Whatever you say, darlin'," he winked, fully trusting the beauty. Whatever she wanted to do, her presence alone would be enough to convince him that a library was a cool place. "What about now? What do you wanna do, huh?"

The night was still young, at least not over yet, and before Jax had to fly back to Charming tomorrow, he wanted to spend as much time as possible with Sierra, her name melting on his tongue every time he said it.

Sierra stopped in her tracks, whereupon Jax almost bumped into her, both of them sharing a laugh. "How about a stop at the bar where I had the honor of meeting you? You know, before you fly back."

The blond biker, even though no one here knew who or what he was, nodded with his infamous panty-dropping smile. "Sounds like the perfect way to end my trip. You lead the way, darlin'."

The tip of Jax' tongue slid over his lower lip as Sierra looked at him through her long, black lashes, briefly losing herself in the brown lenses that stared deep into his soul, which triggered something in him that he hadn't felt in ages.

How could a woman crawl under his skin after only seven days of spending time together? More than once he had wondered what she would taste like, how soft her lips were, how firm her ass would feel in his hands as she bounced up and down on him, his dick buried deep in her warm folds.

And he lost himself once more, clearing his throat when he realized he was staring. But his cocky grin was quickly back when he realized he wasn't the only one staring. Sierra's eyes were fixed on his lips, her own bottom lip caught between her teeth before she looked back up at him.

Flashing him the most beautiful smile he'd ever seen, she slipped her hand into his, the spark there immediately. "And after that, I have another plan. But first the bar."

"Hey, it's not fair not to tell me what you have planned", Jax chuckled as Sierra was already weaving him through the crowd, making sure to slip her fingers between his. "You got have any idea what that does to a man, darlin'?"

"Oh please", Sierra turned her head slightly, breathing out a laugh. "You'll survive, Teller."

And with that, she pulled him around the next corner, leading him to the bar where it all began. From a small accident where she spilled her drink all over his white nikes to a long conversation that ended with the offer that she could be his tour guide; for free, of course.

Jax didn't mind, on the contrary. Just because he wanted to get away from Charming didn't mean that he wanted to spend all his time alone here. And so Sierra actually became something like his travel buddy, showing him everything there was to see in New York.

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OUT OF BREATH, the two ran out of the bar and down the street, the fresh air a stark contrast to the stuffy air inside the bar. The alcohol seemed to finally hit now, sending both of them into a fit of laughter. Sierra leaned against a wall, trying to catch her breath.

Jax, on the other hand, leaned forward a little, his palms resting firmly against his knees as his breath grew ragged between laughter and became more steady again after a while.

"You do this often? Knocking guys out? Because it seems like this wasn't your first time", Jax said as he stood upright again, rolling his shoulders. "You know I could've handled that guy for you", he winked as he casually leaned against the wall next to her, facing her.

Sierra's eyes twinkled challengingly. "I don't need a man to handle my shit, handsome. In New York, you learn how to deal with drunk assholes early enough."

"Never said you needed a man for that, darlin'." Jax' voice dropped low as he reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind Sierra's ear to get a better look at that flawless face. "It was pretty hot to see a woman defend herself, to be honest."

"That was just Randy. He sits at the bar every night and tries to get in any woman's pants", the young woman explained, pushing herself away from the wall before closing the distance between Jax and her, her lips brushing against his, her next words were just a whisper. "You wanna spend the night at my place?"

Jax inhaled a little sharper as her fingertips disappeared under his white shirt, her nails dancing over his toned abs. In one quick movement, he had her pinned against the cool brick wall, one arm resting beside her head, the other hand gripping her hip.

A soft gasp fell from Sierra's lips as he pulled her against him, their bodies touching, his grip on her hip demanding yet so gentle as he rubbed his thumb against her exposed skin. "That's what you want, spending the night with me?"

All evening, no, all week, he had been having a hard time keeping his hands to himself. Sierra's perfect body was covered in nothing more than a cropped, tight black long-sleeved shirt, with a long-sleeved white mesh top over it.

Her long legs were barely covered by a black skirt that clung tightly to her hips, showing off her long legs. Okay, they weren't too long, the woman just looked so tall right now thanks to the black platform boots that she wore every day, almost eye level with him thanks to them.

It was hot, the middle of summer, so the outfit was perfect and yet it still triggered something in Jax. Jealousy, every time a man dared to look. Sierra had her own style, provocative and different, not caring what others thought of herᅳ and that was exactly what Jax liked about her.

"Would that be so bad?", she asked, her voice just a shaky whisper as a delicate smirk formed on her lips, her hands continuing to brush his abs. "A woman has her needs too and you..you would definitelyᅳ"

Jax cut her off by capturing her lips in a demanding kiss, no patience for games. He needed her, and she needed him, it was that simple. His tongue slipped into her mouth as Sierra parted her lips for him, swallowing her soft hums of approval as his hands came to rest on her ass, only pulling her closer.

Her arms were quickly wrapped around his neck, the kiss feverish and demanding, both thirsting for more as their tongues found a rhythm together, caressing each other, her fingers curling around his long, blond strands.

"Get a damn room", a man from a small group of people hollered, sending a grin towards the smooching couple as they broke away from the kiss, laughing as they were trying to catch their breath.

"He's right, we should get a room", Sierra hummed before digging in her bag for something, pulling out her keys a moment later, her knuckles still red from the punch she'd thrown in Randy's face for not accepting a 'no'. "My apartment's just around the corner."

"Then what are we waiting for?" His eyes shining with lust, darkened with hunger none of the Croweaters could ever inspire. With a smirk, he smacked Sierra's ass, watching it jiggle. "Lead the way, darlin'."

"Follow me", the beauty chirped with an irresistible smile before nodding him along, taking the fastest route to her apartment. The heat between her legs grew with every step at the thought of what was about to happen.

And Jax had to adjust his baggy jeans as he was mesmerized by the sensual swing of her hips as he followed her down a dark alley, not even questioning if that could be a trap to rob him. At this point he was too pussy-drunk, ready to lose everything.

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SIERRA'S LIPS PARTED, moan after moan sliding across them as Jax' fingers worked inside her, covered in her creamy arousal that seeped past his long fingers, the feeling of his cold rings against her sensitive skin the cherry on top. Hitting the right spot over and over again by the way he curled his fingers inside her, Jax had Sierra almost as far as he wanted her.

It hadn't been a trap. As soon as they reached her apartment and jogged up the stairs, they both pounced on each other like wild animals. Feverish, demanding kisses were exchanged, clothes ripped off as soon as the door was shut before they stumbled blindly into Sierra's bedroom, already naked and horny as fuck.

"Fuck Jax!" Her walls clamped down around his fingers, her back arched and now pressed against his body that was hovering halfway above hers, his head propped up on his other, less busy hand. "I'm..I'm close.."

Watching her crumble beneath him, her face twisting in pure pleasure and her hands gripping the sheets, caused his rock hard cock to twitch against her thigh, signaling that he was ready to bury himself between her legs.

"Not yet, darlin'." As another strangled moan fell from her lips and her long black nails dug into his shoulder, he pulled his fingers out of her, humming lowly as he placed them against her lips. "Taste yourself, clean 'em up like every good girl would."

After a whimper, her needy cunt suddenly feeling empty, a shaky breath escaped the raven-haired beauty's throat, her whole body shuddering as her lips now glistened with her own arousal.

"Open up, baby girl", Jax demanded, his voice hoarse and tinged with pure arousal. "Show me what that pretty mouth can do."

A satisfied hum crawled up his throat as Sierra's lips parted, her tongue darting out so he could place the two fingers on it. Watching her lips close, he licked his own, spreading her legs by sliding one of his between them. An almost amused, cocky laugh coming from him ripped through the silence as Sierra began to rub her pussy desperately against his leg, applying pressure and friction to her clit while her tongue swirled around his fingers, licking them clean.

Her plump lips were teasing, taking his fingers as if it was something else she was opening her throat for, sucking them off without taking her eyes off him. His breath came out ragged, her arousal now also spread across his thigh. This was too much, he couldn't take the teasing any longer.

Slowly pulling his fingers from her mouth, Jax rolled onto his back. With a firm grip on Sierra's arm, he pulled her onto his lap, humming as she straddled him. Her tits, well-shaped and the perfect size, hung over his face, her palms planted firmly in his chest.

The gentle breeze blowing through the half-open window next to the bed made her pierced nipples stand hard, the silver jewelry shining in the dim light that came from the small lamp on her nightstand. The perfect fuckin' view.

"Let me feel that perfect pussy, darlin'," the bonde croaked, suddenly grabbing her legs beneath her knees to position her properly on his lap, her dripping cunt now directly over his length. "Ride that cock like you own it."

"Jesus", Sierra gasped, her heart racing as she shuddered at his words and then lifted her hips slightly, using his chest as support to push herself up. "Can't wait to see what that cock can do if your fingers were already this good."

Slowly she lowered herself onto his length, her walls offering brief resistance with each inch, drawing a gasp from Sierra and a groan from the man beneath her. He was big, bigger than the ones she'd had before and also significantly thicker, which she quickly noticed as she sank down his shaft, letting him stretch her out.

Her nails now dug deep into his flesh, her walls feeling like they were split in two, the pleasure taking over as Jax stilled deep inside her, his fingers pressed deep into the flesh on the back of her tattooed thighs.

"Good, that's it. You're doin' great", Jax praised, looking up at her through bedroom eyes, a lazy grin gracing his lips before another hard smack landed on her ass, leaving a red handprint. "You feel so fuckin' good, darlin'. Move, take what you need."

"That mouth will get you in trouble one day, handsome", Sierra teased, secretly melting at his words, swooning over a man she barely knew.

Her insides trembled as she slowly began to bounce her hips up and down, her breasts caught between her arms but still moving in rhythm. With each rise and fall of her hips, Jax' thick cock stretched her more, giving them both a more intense feeling as her walls opened around him but were still tight enough to grip him, sucking him back in each time.

Harsh breaths fell from Jax' lips, his eyes always fixed on Sierra's moving form, exploring every inch of her slim but curvy body, as she moved on top of him like a goddess, knowing exactly how to move to drive him crazy. His jaw was clenched hard and his molars grinding together every time she came back down on him.

Jax shifted slightly, barely perceptibly, so he had better access to her clean shaven center, just a slightly wider strip of trimmed hair in the middle. Gently he placed his thumb against her clit, pierced just like her nipples, sending even more pleasure through her body as he played with her sensitive spot.

He didn't use her like a controller, like some men did. No, he was sensitive, knowing what kind of touch could send a woman over the edge. And it had her dripping even more, her juices now sticking to his pubes too, even sticking to the insides of her thighs.

"Jax, fuckᅳ close again", she whimpered, her legs planted firmly in the mattress next to him, already trembling with need. "Please let me cum..please."

She moaned with pleasure as that warm, breathtaking feeling ripped through her whole body again and Jax' other hand buried itself in her long, tangled hair, giving it a sharp tug before he pulled her head down, lips meeting in a sloppy kiss. She was so close, again, a thick knot already sitting in her lower abdomen.

Jax' focus was back on her face, his piercing blue eyes staring into hers so intensely that his gaze was almost paralyzing, in a good way. "Then come, baby girl. Let go for me."

His twitching and throbbing cock inside her and the hoarse voice, the command, did it for her. Sierra gave it her all, bouncing her hips up and down while Jax slammed his hips into her tight form from below, helping her reach her climax faster and more intensely as his tip brushed against the right spot with each thrust.

His eyes found hers again, this time it was Sierra whose eyelids fluttered, her lips parted to vocally announce that she was about to cum as she rode him in full ecstasy, their faces just inches apart.

Jax' grunts and groans mingled with hers, his balls swelling as he came closer to his own release, working towards falling over the edge with her.

"That's it, babe, come on, let go", he encouraged her, breathing harsh and ragged, his grip on her hair growing painfulᅳ but it was a sweet pain, sending a wave of pleasure straight to Sierra's core, overwhelming her.

"Jaxᅳ oh fuck", the woman cried out, her heart pounding so hard it was about to burst out of her chest as the familiar feeling of an orgasm flooded her entire body.

Jax' eyes were still trained on her body as it convulsed on him, her nails drawing blood from his chest. Her mouth fell open, the loudest, most satisfying moan he'd ever heard leaving her lips and filling the room.

"Jesus, you're so fuckin' hot", he breathed, giving one last hard thrust upwards before his body began to convulse too, shooting a load of thick ropes of cum up into her cunt and coating her walls. "Fuck Sierra", the blonde biker croaked, his chest heaving up and down violently.

This was probably the best spontaneous sex of his life, the tightest pussy he'd ever been buried in. And fuck, he was going to miss it now that he'd had a taste of heaven.

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THE NEXT DAY as they stood at the airport, the people around them rushing past them, his duffle bag slung over his shoulder, he pulled Sierra close to him by her wrist, cupping her face in his hands.

"Gonna miss you, darlin'." His words were honest, sincere, his heart feeling heavy now that it was time to say goodbye. "You got my number. Don't be a stranger."

"I really enjoyed the time with you, probably the best week I've had in a long time." Her smile didn't give away how she really felt, but the wistful look in her eyes betrayed her. "You're a pretty cool guy, Teller. Thanks for letting me be your Tourguide the past few days."

"Nah, I gotta be the one thankin' you", Jax answered, flashing her a smile.

Their lips met in one last kiss, slow and passionate, bringing the world to a standstill for a moment. Her fingers closed gently around Jax' wrists, her body snuggled against his as the kiss deepened.

Would she ever find another man who could trigger so much in her with just one kiss? Probably not.

"Take care, darlin'," Jax murmured after he pulled away, the voice coming from the speakers announcing that his flight to Los Angeles would soon take off. He gently pinched her chin between his fingers, smiling wistfully. "If you ever plan a trip to LA, make sure you don't miss Charmingᅳ you're always welcome at my place."

Sierra nodded, swallowing heavily as she stepped back with a small smile, hating having to pull away from him. "Let me know when you land, Jax."

"I wouldn't forget." His flight was announced again and this time he really had to leave if he wanted to be back home in the next six to seven hours. Squeezing her hand, he took a few steps backwards. "I won't forget the great time I had here. Thank you for that, Sierra."

"You're welcome, Teller", she replied, her voice heavy with emotion as she lifted her hand to wave one last time before he turned on his heel and disappeared into the crowd, his blonde head soon nowhere to be seen anymore.

She stood there for a while longer, part of her hoping that Jax had changed his mind and would come backᅳ but that didn't happen, of course; and that was okay.

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