Beyond the Law
Chapter One
Jax
It wasn't the greatest bar in Nevada, but at least it was one no one knew me in. I could sit quietly, incognito and drink as much vodka as I needed to blur the lines. I'd left anything with a patch back in my room. It carried its own weight and tonight I just wanted to be free of it. The patches gave me nothing but pressure and a whole load of regret. I was the President of a Motorcycle Club, The Sons of Anarchy. A life I had been born into, and like any young boy around Harleys, dreamed of being part of it. I was only 18 when I was made prospect. The leader was my Step Father Clay. He taught me all I needed know and more. It's the more that I find myself trying to get out of now that he's gone. He was cut throat, and dangerous, and took more risks then he should of, putting the Sons and everyone related to it, in danger. Now it was my job to repair everything. But not tonight. Tonight I was just Jax Teller. I had just signalled to the barman for another shot of vodka when she walked over, sitting on the stool beside me.
"Hey Mike" she called to the barman, as he put my drink in front of me.
"Jaylynn" Mike greeted her smilling . "what can I get you?"
I could feel her gaze set on me. "I will have what he's having" she replied.
I looked up at her raising my eyebrow. Her dark brown eyes looked straight into mine affecting me more then I liked. She smiled, causing my groin to wake up and notice.
I gave her one of my sexiest smiles and watched as she drew her lower lip between her teeth. This girl was beyond sexy, with her long black hair piled on top of her head, and blue summer dress that creeped up her thigh slightly from sitting on the stool. Her face was fresh and natural, only her full lips with a touch of gloss.
"Its just Vodka" I commented.
"Maybe not" she laughed. "Maybe I will have some OJ in mine thanks Mike."
I could feel her watching me. I skulled my vodka back and put the glass down.
"Are you here on your own?" she asked resting her elbow on the bar and her head on her hand.
"Just the way I like it" I replied lighting a cigarette.
"I wish I was here on my own" she sighed. "But I have that lot with me" she nodded towards the rowdy bunch in the back playing pool"
"If you don't want to be here with them, then why are you here?" I asked her.
She sighed again. "Half of them are family, the other are friends." Her drink arrived, so she paused to take a sip. "They are throwing me a farewell party."
I nodded. "Not your thing?"
She screwed up her nose and shook her head.
"Well Darlin, you're more the welcome to sit with me" I offered her my hand. "The names Jax"
"Jaylynn" she replied shaking my hand, a blush slowly creeping into her cheeks. "And thanks. I just might"
I spent the next two hours there on that bar stool, infactuated with this woman. She was funny, and sweet, and full of, well life. I was drawn to her like a moth to a flame. I watched her chew on the straw to her drink, wondering what her lips would taste like, how her body would feel against mine. I wanted her. Right there. It was all I could do to not bend her over the bar and take her. That would get me right out of my funk that I was in. One night with her. No croweaters, as we call the woman who hung around the club. Just a normal, good girl next door. I moved my hand and caught hers. She looked at me surprised.
"Wanna get outta here?" I asked her.
She paused as if to think then smiled. "Sure" She grabbed her jacket and hopped down off her stool. I put my arm around her shoulders and led her out of the bar and over to my pride and joy. My Harley Davidson Dyna glide. She hesitated as I got on, pulling her jacket around her.
"I've never ridden" she said softly, the blush creeping up her neck and into her cheeks. I took her hand in mine and smiled at her.
"Trust me." I said flashing her a smile. She chewed that glorious lip of hers then smiled back before getting on behind me and putting on my helmet I had offered her. I wasn't sure if I'd make my hotel room, the way her timid arms came me and held on. I took a deep breath.
'Focus Teller' I mumbled to myself, kickstarting my bike and heading out of the carpark
Jaylynn
What the hell was I thinking? Had I gone mad? I was on the back of a motorbike with some stranger, probably heading to a dark deserted alleyway where he is more then likely going to kill me. Or worse! Was there anything worse then death?
'Oh God I'm going to die' I thought holding on tighter as Jax took a corner, a little too fast for my liking. I squeezed my eyes shut. My head was telling me off for making a stupid random decision, but my lady parts were merrily hi fiving each other over the fact that this Bad boy God was interested. I willed myself to relax, loosening up my grip and finally noticing the hard stomach that my hands rested against. Good Lord it was like rock. Images of him naked swarmed my mind as he took one more corner, before pulling into a quiet motel and parking infront of the room with 5 on the door. More bikes littered the carpark, but I lost all focus when his arms came around my waste and lifted me off the bike. Placing me down infront of him, he unclasped my helmet giving me his wickedly sexy grin.
"ok Darlin?" he asked.
I put my shoulders back and grinned back at him. "Peachy" I replied. He took my hand, and led me into his room, pausing only to unlock the door. Once inside he shut the door and flicked the lights on.
"This is a nice room" I commented mainly to fill the silence.
Jax took my hand in his and pulled me towards him, kissing me breathless. My inner goddess swooned as his hands took care of my jacket, throwing it onto the sofa, before tracing his fingers around the neckline of my dress. I returned his kiss, slipping my tongue to find his. When I had saw him at the bar, I had thought about kissing him. Running my hands through his gorgeous blonde hair, that fell just below his ears. He moved backwards, releasing me slightly. I thought he was having seconds thoughts. I bit my lip.
His hands lifted the hem of my dress and I knew I should of stopped him, but I kept still as he lifted it off and let it fall to the ground. I stood in front of him in my lace bra and undies, praying in my head that I hadn't worn an old granny pair.
Jax grinned. "Cotton" he commented. "Nice"
Oh my God why didn't I think to wear a thong! Of all the knickers I chose my comfy never getting laid ones. I felt my body turn red all over, my arms coming immediately to cover myself.
Jax took my arms and held them behind my back, his face so close to mine. "They are sexy as hell" he whispered to me before capturing my mouth again.
When Jax took his shirt off, my lady parts applauded. God he was amazing and totally out of my league. He took my mouth again pulling me tight against him, his bulge hitting me in my stomach. I forgot all sense.
"Can I be honest" I said lying curled up against him, in the early hours of the morning. His arm was around me and I had been resting my head on his shoulder, snoozing. He turning his head and kissed the top of my head.
"Always" he replied, sleepily.
I rolled onto my stomach and leaned up on my elbows so I could look at him. "I've never really done this before" I said smiling. "go home with a hot guy I just met"
Jax chuckled. "Im happy to be your first then" he ran his finger down my back sending shivers up my spine.
"Who is Abel?" I asked refering the the tatooed name on his chest across his heart.
Jax paused.
"Oh god was that too personal?" I asked mortified that I had mentioned it. "There's probably rules for one nights huh?"
Jax chest moved as he chuckled. "There aren't rules, well not with me anyway." He moved a piece of hair out of my face. My boring black tresses had long fallen out of their clips and now cascaded over my shoulders.
"he's my son" came Jax answer. "And no I'm not with his mom"
I nodded, trying not to show how relieved I was that he was single. He was single, right? Could I ask? I'm guessing with this one night thing, its not allowed right? No questions!"
"Hey" Jax touched my face. "Where did you go?"
"What? Oh I.." I had nothing. I sat up pulling the sheet up to cover. "I need to pee"
Classy Jaylynn Adams, real classy.
Jax bit back a laugh but soon stopped when I dropped the sheet, lifted my chin and walked into the bathroom. I blew him a kiss before shutting the door.
Jax
The night had turned out better then I had thought. Jaylynn was one sweet piece of ass. In bed she had come alive. I laid there, on the bed while she was in the bathroom, getting hard again just thinking about her. Usually, I would have kicked a girl out by now. End of story. With Jaylynn everything just felt, well different. She intrigued me. The bathroom door opened and she walked back towards me, giving me plenty of time to admire her before slipping into bed and curling up against me. I wrapped my arm around her, pulling her into me. Her body moulded against me perfectly, her skin cool from where she had been in the bathroom.
"You probably want me to leave" she said quietly against my chest.
"Why do you say that?" I asked her.
Her breathe ticked my skin as she let out a small sigh. "Im guessing this isn't your first one nighter"
"No" I replied. 'But first one I didn't want to leave' I thought to myself.
Jaylynn raised her head and looked at me, Her deep dark eyes searched mine, then she brought her lips up to mine, kissing me softly. She pulled her self up to cup my face in her hand. I poured all my angst and my stress into that kiss, binding her to me. She groans, a low sexy sound in the back of her throat, and I move my hands down her back. I rolled her over so she lay under me, that glorious body of hers, at my mercy. She watched me, complete trust in her eyes. It almost breaks me. I lower my head and move off her.
"Jax?" Her voice is hesitant as I get out of bed and pull my jeans on. I rubbed my hands over my face. "I'm sorry" it was pathetic I know, but its all I could say. I stood up and went and got her clothes. "You better go" I said dropping them on the bed.
"What did I do?" She asked, her voice cracking slightly.
I turned to face her. "Nothing, I swear. Your perfect. But if you knew what I did, what I do. Who I really am." I shook my head. "You just need to go. I'll give you a ride where ever you need." I headed into the bathroom. After taking a piss, I washed my hands and splashed water on my face. I ran a wet hand through my hair, slicking it back, then dried my face on a towel.
She was dressed and doing her jacket up when I came out of the bathroom. Her eyes avoided mine as she followed me out to my bike. I handed her my helmet and got on kick starting the bike. She got on behind me and as she put her arms around me, I had to force myself not to take her back inside and to my bed. I sighed and pulled out of the motel, racing off down the street.