Chapter 3

Tinsley went into the bathroom of Jax's apartment to clean up, smoking a cigarette as she went. Her hair was a mess. Since the bun had been messed up in whatever that was with Jax, she just decided to take it down. As she finger combed her hair, she studied her reflection in the mirror. Her lips were swollen from the kissing. Her chest had a slight beard burn. And her eyes, well they were the eyes of a woman who looked like she had just been thoroughly fucked.

"Yep, I'll be dragging Bob out of his packaging tonight" she through to herself.

Before exiting the apartment, she found a piece of paper and scribbled her phone number down on it. She left the paper on the desk and walked out of the apartment.

When she walked out into the main room of the club house, the only person who seemed to be around was Half Sack. Tinsley wonder how someone got a nickname like that. She would have to ask Willow if she knew how he got that nickname. Half Sack was wiping down the bar.

"Get you anything hun" he asked?

"No, I'm good. I'm just going to head out" replied Tinsley.

And with that, she walked out of the club house. As she was walking out of the lot, everything that had just happened with Jax started to replay in her mind. She started to feel regret for the things that had happened. Not that she didn't enjoy them, because she did. God knows she did. But she felt like she used.

Walking back to her apartment from TM would give her the time to maybe clear her head. It was a good 3 miles.

"Maybe this will burn off that energy" she thought to herself. The air had started to cool. When she made it back to her apartment, she went straight into the bathroom, dropping her purse on the floor beside her bed. She turned the tub on and threw in a bath bomb. The smell of vanilla filled the bathroom. As Tinsley waited for the tub to fill, she removed her makeup and washed her face. Then she threw her hair up in a messy bun, undressed and slipped into the tub. Reclining back in the tub, she closed her eyes and all thoughts immediately went back to Jax and his apartment. She wondered how things had gotten that far so quick. She wasn't the type to sleep with a man she had just met but at the very moment, that's exactly what she wanted. She wanted to have sex with Jax Teller. Hot, dirty, mind blowing sex. The kind of sex that's read about in romance novels. She had felt him through his jeans when he was lying across her and she knew that she was hung like damn horse. Just thinking about his size had her ready to jump him again.

Leaning back in the tub, she took her left breast in her hand and started to gently massage it. She twisted the nipple ever so slightly. She continued on to the next one, doing the same thing. Her nipples were so sensitive that the feel of the water was enough to make them harden even more. She didn't know that she had ever been so turned on in her life. She slowly slid her hand down into the water and found her clit. She gently began massaging in tiny circles. It didn't take long before she was on the edge. But she wanted more. She wanted to be filled. Climbing out of the tub and without even drying off, she went to her bedside table and grabbed Bob out of the top drawer. When Willow had brought it for her, Tinsley had been scared to death of the thing. It's size alone scared her.

Lying down on the bed, she grabbed Bob and turned it on. It began to vibrate. She slowly eased it towards her folds. When she got to her clit, her hips bucked up off the bed. She was turned on more than she could ever remember. She slipped it further until she found her entrance. Slowly, she started to push Bob in, inch my inch. In... out. In.... out. Before she knew it, she had it all the way in. The 12 inch vibrator hummed along. On a particular inward thrust, she hit a spot that almost made her come. She continued the pace, all thoughts on Jax. She imagined Bob was Jax's dick. She imagined it was his hand that was still massaging her breast. With 3 more thrust from Bob, Tinsley came, screaming.

"Jesus Christ" she thought. "I've never came like that in my life"

Flipping to her side, she grabbed a cigarette from the bedside table. Lighting it, she took a big drag and thought about Jax... again. She had never been like this over a man. Not even Mason, who she had been with for 6 years. Mason never had her on edge from just kissing and massaging her breasts. All thoughts went back to her past. Mason was the only other guy she had slept with. Sex with Mason had been good. Or so she thought. What she had just don't with Bob had been more adventurous than anything she ever did with Mason. He usually came in drunk, after hanging out at the local bar. On those nights, he didn't take no for an answer. If he wanted sex, you could best believe he was going to get it. And it didn't matter to him if he had to take it or it was given freely.

Tinsley thought back to the first night he came home demanding sex. They had been together for about 4 years. She had been asleep. She was awoken to him, jamming blindly into her from behind. Rolling over, she asked him what he was doing.

"I'm trying to fuck my girlfriend but your so dry and fat I can't find the fucking hole" he told her, slurring his words. Mason always made her feel bad about her size. At 175 pounds, she wants fat by any means. But to please Mason, she constantly tried every fad diet that came around. She even stopped eating for awhile just to try and please him. After his comments, she went to get up but he snatched her back down on the bed.

"Where the fuck do you think your going" he asked.

"I was going to sleep on the couch because your obviously looking to start a fight and I'm not in the mood for it" she replied.

He pushed her back down onto the bed and climbed on top of her. "Bitch, you ain't going no fucking where. I'm gonna fuck you whether you want it or not. So be a good little fat bitch and open your legs. With tears streaming down her cheeks, she slowly started to open her legs. She could feel his flaccid dick trying to enter her. He kept trying and failing which just pissed him off even more. After about 10 minutes of trying, Mason laid back on the bed.

"Get over here and suck my cock. Maybe that will get it up. You're so damn fat it won't even get hard. Maybe you sucking it will do something. I won't have to look at you this way" he said, dragging thr pillow over his face.

Sacred of what he might do, she slowly slid down the bed and to his penis. She grabbed all 5 inches of it and began to suck. She had never done this so she didn't even know if she was doing it right. She began slowly. After a few thrusts, her teeth graves his still flaccid dick. Mason lost his cool. She grabbed her by the hair of her head and flung her across the room. Anger boiled just below the surface. He was a ticking time bomb and by all indication, Tinsley was his target.

He stalked towards her grabbing her again by the hair and dragging her up to her feet. Before she knew what had happened, he had punched her square in the jam. She could had swore she felt bone break. Crying, she begged him to stop. But he just kept hitting.

When he was done, her face was black and blue, her lips were busted, eyes swollen, and her nose felt like it was broken. Mason had really put a beating on her tonight. All because her teeth had grazed his penis.

Her phone ringing drug her from her thoughts. Digging in her purse, she found it but didn't recognize the number. She answered.

"Hello" said Tinsley

"Hey, is this Tinsley" said the person on the other end

"Depends on who's asking" was her reply

A slow rumble of laughter met her ear. "It's Jax" the caller said

"Oh, hey Jax" said Tinsley

"Hey yourself. I could really use a friend right now. Think I could come by your place just to talk" he asked

"Umm, sure." She rattled off her address. Within minutes, Tinsley heard the rumble of a motorcycle. She then realized she was still lying buck naked on the bed. She rushed over to her dresser and grabbed a hot pink tank top with skulls on it and black yoga pants skipping the bra and underwear. Her hair was still in the messy bun and she just decided to leave it. Just as she was walking out of the bedroom, she heard a knock on the door. She peeped through the hole and saw Jax standing on the other side. She opened the door for him.

"Hey Jax" she said.

Whatever thoughts had been bugging him seemed to have left when he saw her. He grabbed her around the waist, backing her into her apartment, kissing her the whole time. He walked in far enough to shut the door. Before Tinsley knew what was happening, Jax had her backed up against the wall, one leg wrapped around his hip. He continued kissing her until they both were struggling for breath. Tinsley pushed Jax back and bent over trying to catch her breath.

"Well hello to you too" said Tinsley, laughing slightly.

"For future reference, never open the door dressed like that again" said Jax.

Needing to put some space between them, Tinsley went to the kitchen. She needed a drink. Good thing she had stopped at the ABC store on the way home yesterday. Grabbing the Early Times, she went to fix her a drink.

"You want one" Tinsley asked holding up the liquor and a Mountain Dew.

"Just a shot for me" said Jax.

Tinsley fixes his shot and mixed her drink and headed towards the living room. Jax was sitting on the couch, feet propped on the coffee table, head resting on the back, eyes closed. Tension was radiated off of him in waves.

"Here you go" she said as she handed him his shot.

"Did you get everything settled with the woman your momma was talking about" she asked, not wanting to pry but really needing to know who Wendy was.

"Yeah, my junkie ex overdosed. And that's not the worst part. She was pregnant with my son. They had to do an emergency c-section. He's was born 10 weeks early" explains Jax as I sit down on the couch.