Son's Of Anarchy/Fast & Furious (SI)

"Take me home Vince, please take me home." Tara murmurs against my neck, her voice muffled but easy enough for me to hear a current running throughout my blood, along with the guilt that comes with betraying someone you love.

"Of course sweetheart, I'll take you home." I murmur back to her while keeping my lips close to the side of her head.

Tara snuggles against me holding tight, my protective instincts flaring, just as much as my sexual desires towards Tara. Bending at the knees picking up Tara's basket and getting out a new quart of milk, walking up to the counter Tara still clinging to me I set the basket down on the counter.

The woman at the counter stares at Tara's back with a mixture of envy and jealousy, while giving me the come fuck me look.

'She's not bad looking, kinda the average single mom. To be honest I'd probably hit that…' I internally express, and reach into my pocket, pull out my wallet and put a 100 down on the counter, as the woman bags up the purchases for me, the price coming to 40 bucks for Tara's stuff, which is a mix of junk foods, boxes of mac'n'cheese and of course butter and milk.

"Keep the change darlin, sorry bout the spilt milk..." I say with a southern draw, taking the bags that she put the items in for me.

"You could make it up to me handsome…" the woman suggests and Tara tightens up her hold on me.

"Tempting…but I gotta get my lovely girlfriend here home…" I tease Tara and the single mom at the same time, Tara though doesn't offer up any protest to my teasing.

'Wow, she's really broken…'

Leaving the store, getting on my bike, driving to Tara's parents house that they left her in their will, reaching for the little key holder hidden inside a little hollow part of the molding behind the porch lamp.

Letting myself in carrying Tara and the groceries, 'How is she still hanging on like this her arms and legs have to be exhausted…and numb as fuck?!'

"Tara, we're here." I murmur to her and Tara nods into my neck and takes a deep inhale through her nose, 'This would be cute if it wasn't so sad…her whole situation with that ATF agent must be pretty recent if she's this clingy with me a familiar face…that represents safety.' I internally express as I slide open the key holder using telekinesis as if it is a reflex to slot the key into place and turn the key and by extension the door knob…with only half of an intention, the door opens slowly revealing the inside of the house, a smell of musty ness and dust hits me.

'I'm going to kill that fucker for turning Tara into this.' my left hand slides from underneath her ass so that my hand is now cupping the curve of her ass, fingers sinking in slightly to the softness then being stopped by firm toned muscles.

I feel Tara let out a little hot breath against my neck, that sounds suspiciously like a needy gasp…

"Come on Tara time to get down, I'll make us a box of mac'n'cheese…and some slim jims." I murmur to Tara feeling her quickening hot breath against my neck, as she shakes her head no against the crook of my neck.

"Are you sure you don't want to get down?" I tease as I start molesting Tara's ass knowing that I'm crossing a line that I shouldn't be…but if she wants it to stop all she has to do is let go of me so I can put her down.

"Vvv-iiinnnccceee." Tara moans into the crook of my neck as she starts rolling her hips.

'Fuck…she's really fucking horny…or just desperate to take her mind off of all her troubles…probably both.'

"It's always you who comes to my rescue…I was always so jealous of Mikaela, she was prettier than me…I never thought I had a chance with you…and Jax was always there waiting for me." Tara murmurs, her words making my eyes open wide with surprise…of course I remember being there for her beating the shit out of her father almost killing him after he molested her…teaching her some self defense and how to shoot/handle guns…but Vincent never noticed her feelings for him it was more of a big brother little sister thing for him, especially since he had the mega hotty Mikaela.

"You know…I only just got out of prison yesterday…Tara…you keep acting and talking like this you're gonna give a guy ideas…" I say to Tara, as my right hand slides up her back and sinks into her thick, dark below the shoulder length hair.

Tara leans back, her eyes are bloodshot/puffy/glassy and there are big dark circles underneath them, "Please Vinny…you're the only one who's ever really made me feel safe…" Tara murmurs while being the epitome of exhausted, her voice so small and soft it is hardly registerable as her pearly white teeth press against her pale bottom lip.

The use of the nickname that was pretty much exclusively used by her and Mikaela has my cock flaring in my pants.

'I'm so going to hell for this…but it'll be worth it…if it helps bring the real Tara back…' I say in my head while pushing her head forwards initiating a very soft tentative kiss, that Tara relaxes into…her body that has been tensed and clinging to me loosening up to the point that the only thing keeping her where she is, is my hand on her ass.

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I know I shouldn't be doing this to him, I can see that in his eyes that he's at war with himself…his loyalty to Jax, his love and care for me…but I've wanted this for as long as I can remember…it's always been Vincent Keller…

Vince set me down my legs are numb from holding onto him for so long I have to lean against the breakfast bar that separates the kitchen and dining room, Vince's big hands rest on the sides of my hips…nearly making me moan.

"Turn around Tara." His deep/husky voice makes my tummy flutter, and I quickly move to do as he commands me, my back now facing him, his hands snake around and unhook the button of my jeans and proceed to slide the fly down.

His fingers brushing through my thick pubes, 'I should have shaved!' I shout in my mind as a hot warm ache…ignites inside me as Vincent pulls my jeans and panties down slowly, I know he followed them down. 'He's on his knees behind me!' I shout in my mind my excitement reaching a new peak, as Vincent lifts up my right foot, takes my sneaker off and slides the leg of my jeans and panties off of the foot.

I feel a thrill runs through me at his appreciative hum, that I know is for my ass and legs…that I have worked hard to keep toned.

'If I knew I'd run into him…I would have worn something other than beige granny panties…and shaved, I definitely would have shaved.' I complain in my mind while feeling his hot breath against the back of my leg as he repeats the same process with my left leg.

I feel him lightly hit the backs of his hands against my ankles, I know what he wants me to do...but I also want to hear his voice... telling me to spread my legs...

"Spread your legs and lean more against the bar." I have to clamp my lips shut so as not to moan as his big strong hands start massaging my legs as I do as he wants me to.

"That's a good girl...just relax." I gasp at his teasing and have a flash back to the night after my parents died...in this very living room, Vincent had come over to be there with me...he was always there...but he had brought Mikaela with him all three of us were on the couch watching Transformers...

I had fallen asleep only to wake up to the shaking of the couch, Mikaela's moans and the sounds of sex.

I pretended to be asleep covered in a blanket beside them as Mikaela eagerly bounced up and down on Vince's lap, sliding my panties down...I had been wearing a skirt that day I fingered myself to them having sex, Vince didn't notice me but Mikaela did.

Vince and Mikaela fucked for two hours, Vince mostly asleep and out of it didn't even realize when Mikaela stood up, showing off the mess that Vince had made of her, she smirked down at me...hand between my legs hand clamped over my mouth as I stared at Vince's half hard cock glistening in the dim light from the TV.

"You know, he'll never know how bad you want him if you keep acting like his little sister." Mikaela snickered at me the look in her eyes promised I wouldn't enjoy what came next... though I did.

"Jax hasn't popped your cherry yet has he?" No he hadn't but I was too embarrassed to answer her question.

"Good, come here." Mikaela smiled at me like she'd just won the lottery and grabbed my hair and pulled me off of the couch, "you're going to love this Tara... I'm going to give you exactly what you want."

I found myself sitting on Vincent lap grinding my naked pussy against his cock, while my face was buried between Mikaela's thighs licking her clean. My first and only time doing that for another woman.

Vince's cock was rock hard and throbbing again, "I'm sure you've gotten me clean and him hard by now." Mikaela gasped as my face got spattered with her pleasure, her nails digging into my scalp.

And then she was behind me gently stroking Vince's cock while pressing it against my entrance.

"Slide down Tara!" Her voice was commanding and though nervous and scared I did so, Vince groaned and murmured "baby later." Even though his hands dreamily came up and held my abdomen, the sharp hot pain of losing my virginity greatly lessened by his dreamy/sleepy response while Mikaela snickered.

"Good girl, now relax..." Mikaela's lips were against my ear as I was being stretched out by Vince's cock my hands gripping his shoulders tightly.

"Now ride him nice and slow, that's it, good girl..." Memories of that night quickly get chased away by the sensation of Vincent's tongue entering me, while his big hot fingers tease the hood of my clit, his touches expert in their ministrations...from years of experience making me whimper in a pained mix of pleasure and pain.

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On my knees eating Tara's pussy from behind enjoying the expressions of pleasure and the flexing of her back muscles, my right hand moulding her right ass cheek, while my left teases her clit.

'Can't believe she's this wet already...or tight…' I internally snicker as I remove my tongue from her tight silken tunnel my little curious experiment using the monkey Tailsman's power on reflex worked wonderfully giving me a longer prehensile version of my tongue.

"Noo, pleaseee don't stop Vinny!" Tara's pleading voice making me want to dive back into her pussy but I chuckle as I begin my track upwards placing a kiss against each ass cheek, and planting kisses all the way up her back until I come to rest my face at the back of her neck nose pressing into her hair, I breath in enjoying the fruity smell of her shampoo.

While I free myself of my boots and jeans.

"Are you sure Tara?…I've got something much better than my tongue…and it's nice and hard just for you…" I tease enjoying the way Tara gasps and freezes at the feeling of my hard cock against the cool flesh of her ass.

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'Oh god it's gonna happen, it's finally going to happen…and he'll be awake this time and know that it's me!' The amount of happiness and desire welling up inside of me was almost too much to bear…but then I thought of the couch, that same couch that I lost my virginity on…the same couch where Vincent would sit with me as we watched cartoons.

'It has to be there!'

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Arching an eyebrow at the lack of verbal response from Tara, as I pick her up by her hips my fingers digging into the softer part of her upper legs as I press the head of my cock to her glistening and ready entrance.

"W-wait, not, not here…on the couch…p-please!" Tara's voice is a mix of firm pleading that made it very hard to resist the urge to bury myself inside of her tight wet cunt and fuck her silly bent over like this, 'If that's what she wants…I can give that too her.' I internally express as I set her back down and scoop her up into a princess carry and walk the six or so feet to the couch and flop down, cock pressing insistently against the curve of Tara's ass.

Noticing the blush on her face and the look of a girl about to have her deepest fantasies fulfilled.

"You know…the last time I was on this couch was just after your parents died…" I mutter like an idiot as Tara flushes and looks away from me, her body language screaming shyness and uncertainty.

"I remember…you went to jail a couple days later…" Tara murmurs as she looks back at me with a fire and passion in her eyes that I can tell has been vacant from her for awhile now, she takes the lead and straddles me her right hand grabbing the shaft of my cock just below the head, her tight, hot glistening lips gobbling the head of my cock with in moments.

"Oh, god! Oh fuck Vince!" Tara gasps out as her vagina stretches to accommodate me, her back arches backwards pushing her tits closer to my face.

I grab her top and lift it up exposing a white bra just as plain as the panties she was wearing earlier, pulling her bra down exposing her beautiful tits.

I dive into her breasts licking and sucking on them like they were the most delicious treats in the world.

"Fuck, fuck fuck, yes Vinny suck my tits!" Tara cries out as she eagerly rides me, her arms locking my head into place in her tits.

It wasn't long before both of us mutually experienced our orgasms though Tara looks like she's having a seizure…while squirting like crazy.

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An hour later after some passionate sex, Tara and I are laying on her couch, her lips brazenly placing kisses along my chest and her fingers, caressing the scars of wounds I got while in prison…and from before.

"Sorry…I didn't come visit…after leaving Jax and everything behind…"

"Don't be…I was happy that you left and were bettering yourself…whenever I got computer time I'd look you up to see that you were achieving a lot…who would have thought that belligerent girl breaking into a liquor store to prove she was bad enough to hang with the bad boys would make Surgeon right out of med school…at one of the most prominent hospitals on the east coast."

"You, you kept up on me?!" The surprise and embarrassment in Tara's voice was plain to hear.

"Of course…I did…I even used to brag to my former cellmate's sister, Mia…" Tara tenses when she hears about Mia.

"My…friend Mia…who also wants to become a doctor about you…you're a bit of an idol to her…" Tara relaxes slightly but she's still a bit tense after my mentioning of Mia.

"H-how old is she?" Tara asks tentatively.

"She's about to be nineteen, and is currently doing the studying to be a nurse practitioner... can't afford to go to school and all the grants and shit in her area go to black people...and since she's white Hispanic she doesn't get the help to pay for an education, which forces her to work two part time jobs to pay for school."

At Tara's lack of response I change the subject.

"Tara, as much as I'd love to stay here and cuddle with you on the couch all night I have to get back to the club...why don't you go take a shower and I'll make you some food."

"O-kay..." Tara sighs in complaint as she lauguidly gets off of me and walks to the bathroom with a limp to her gait.

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Making Tara and I some mac'n'cheese with cut up slim jims on the side...just in time for Tara to walk back into the room with a white tank top that only came down to a few inches underneath her breasts...breasts that aren't hidden by a bra hard nipples raising the white cotton of the top, and a black lace thong with a little purple bow...

'She's trying very hard to keep me here...she even shaved...I kinda liked the wild curly bush...'

"Mac'n'cheese and slim jims...I thought you were kidding earlier..." Tara smiles and for the first time since meeting her at the gas station I see a flash of the sixteen year old girl, I know from my memories and the bad bitch old lady, that had killed for the man she loved.

"I know it's not the healthiest dinner...but it's better than the gruel they fed me in prison." I joke as Tara sits down at the breakfast bar and digs into the meal, a small moan leaving her at the spoonful of mac'n'cheese.

"God, I missed the way you make Mac'n'cheese...please tell me how you make Kraft taste soo good!" Tara expresses and I chuckle.

"Sorry honey, it's a trade secret...if I told you I'd have to wife you up...to keep the secret in the family...." I tease and Tara practically glows...while pouting cutely.

"I wouldn't mind..." Tara murmurs making me laugh loudly.

"Jerk..." Tara murmurs and a genuine look of hurt that crosses her face, as she looks away from me and tucks a few strands of messy damp hair behind her ear.

Walking over to her cupping her face in my hands, "I was only teasing Tara...you need a bit of ketchup, double the amount of butter, half the amount of milk that it says on the package and some salt and pepper... that's it." I tell her my secret of making boxed Mac'n'cheese bearable to eat and plant a kiss on her forehead.

"That's it...!" Tara murmurs in surprise and I nod while letting go of her face.

"Yup, now I hate to fuck, eat and run but I have some work to do and I'm supposed to be in L.A. in a couple of days."

"Can you stay...?" Tara asks while opening her legs the scared and skittish creature from the Seven Eleven returning to the surface.

'I shouldn't...'

"I gotta go fix Gemma's passenger window...I smashed it out when she came to get me...but after that I'll come back and spend the night here with you."

"Thank you, Vince...for everything...." Tara murmurs as she hugs me tightly before pulling back just enough to smash her lips against mine, her tongue pushing into my mouth.

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Exiting Tara's house, "Protect her, kill anyone that tries to harm her." I command and I hear my Shadowkhan acknowledge my command in my head while also getting images that they have completed my other missions, a smirk coming to my lips at how they accomplished what I ordered them to do.

'Well, well well... having an investment banker for a stepfather...with no other children sure turned out good for me...I just wonder where that bitch is...the Shadowkhan only showed me images of that douchebag on his deathbed and made it so all his assets were left to me...which includes...a multi story...almost sky scrapper like building...that very much looks like the place where LuX was in the Lucifer series.