Jax sat and watched Noelle sleep. She looked peaceful as her chest rose and fell. He had managed to keep her and his mom from meeting. It hadn't been an easy feat. Every time Gemma came close to Noelle, he was there to steal her away. They had spent the last few hours of the party on the roof, fucking and talking.
He rolled a joint and placed it between his lips as he scavenged around his desk to find a lighter.
"You're loud." Noelle groaned and looked at him with tired eyes. "What are you doing still awake baby? Come lay down and cuddle."
Jax chuckled and dropped the unlit joint onto the desk and stood. "I was watching you sleep babe." He yanked the blanket off of her and plopped down beside her.
"Mmhmm." She hummed as he pulled her close to him. "You should really get some sleep Jax. You have to give me a lift home later, I actually have classes I need to attend."
He sighed. "Can't you skip class? I really want to take you somewhere darlin'. Somewhere special. I think you'll love it there."
"I'll skip, just for you. Don't expect it to be a reoccurring thing." She turned her head and smirked at him. "You gonna tell me why you didn't want me saying hi to your mom? I know you say she's intense but I'll have to meet her eventually if we get serious Jackson."
He laughed. "I told you, tonight was about you and me Noelle. You can meet her at breakfast. I know I can't fuckin' keep you two from meeting, but I know I'm going to keep you safe. I know you're capable of handling shit yourself but still you're with me and I'll protect you especially from my mom trying to chase you off."
Noelle flipped onto her stomach and stared at him. Her mouth set in a smirk as she figured out what to say. "I don't hate the fact that you want to keep me safe baby. I do want to make a good impression on her."
He ran his hands over her bare back and yawned. "Get some sleep babe. You're grumpy as fuck when you're sleep deprived."
She giggled. "Yeah, yeah. It takes you two cups of coffee with half a pound of sugar to become a morning person Teller. You got a lot of nerve."
"Night babe." He closed his eyes and pulled her back against him.
"Jax!" Noelle laughed as he rubbed his beard over her neck. "That fucking tickles babe!"
He pulled away. "Yeah I know, that's why I like doing it. I fucking love your laugh Noe."
Noelle rolled her eyes. He was turning on his charm again which meant he was going to leave her. "You leaving me in this clubhouse alone?"
"Yeah." He smirked. "I'm sorry, I got a call, I gotta handle it. Juice will be around, you and him are friends right?"
"I just met him last night! We talked for five minutes Jax." She sat up and looked down at his face. "You owe me for this shit! I'm missing class for YOU! To spend time with you!"
He kissed her hands and pulled her on top of him. Her legs on either side of his body. "I'll start making it up to you right now." He moved his hands up her body before leaving them on her neck.
"Jax." She mewed as she moved her hips. The flimsy material of her lace panties keeping her from what she really wanted. "Fuck me."
Jax smiled, he was ready and willing to oblige the simple request. He hooked a finger in her panties and slipped them aside. "You gonna come for me Noelle?"
"Yes!" She lifted herself up over him, her hands resting on his chest. "You sure we have time for this?"
Jax dug his fingers into her hips and pushed inside of her. They had all the time they needed for this. The club wouldn't leave without him and he had no intention of leaving her without giving her something to tie her over until he got back. "Get to it darlin', it ain't gonna ride itself."
Noelle rolled her eyes and started to move up and down his length slowly. "You got a way with words babe."
Jax rubbed his hands over her lower back as he watched her circle her hips. "Fuck, you feel so damn good."
"I can't take this." She climbed off of him and stayed on her hands and knees. "I need you to fuck me Jackson, please?"
He obliged and took a spot behind her. He landed a smack on her ass and she hissed and arched her back. "What do you want baby?"
"I want you to fuck me!" She yelled as she felt him run the head of his cock between her slick folds. "Please Jax? Just fuck me!"
With one swift move, Jax was inside her. One hand squeezing her hip as the other pulled her hair. "You feel so fucking good." He slammed into her roughly, causing her to murmur his name over and over before it turned into incoherent noises. Her moans and the sound of their bodies connecting filled the room.
Noelle clenched the sheets as she felt her orgasm start to inch closer. "Oh fuck!" She yelled. "Jax!"
Jax slapped her ass one last time as he yanked her hair causing her back to arch towards him. "Come for me Noe." He rasped into her ear as he picked up his pace. He knew everyone in the clubhouse could hear them but he didn't care. Being inside of her was pure bliss, and he would revel in it whenever he could. "Get there for me babe." He bit her shoulder and she started to shudder.
She lost her wits, her orgasm shot through her. Her face buried into the pillow as she felt Jax struggle to keep up his frantic pace. "Fuck!"
"Right there, stay right there." Jax held her down by the back of her neck as he hurried to finish himself off. She was still tight around him and it was inching him closer and closer to reaching his own powerful release. "Shit." He stilled as his climax came and went.
"One day, I wear I'm going to die having sex with you Jackson Teller." Noelle let Jax collapse on top of her, his weight flattening her against the mattress.
"You're the one who's going to be calling 9-1-1 for me." He chuckled and rolled off of her. "You really shouldn't be allowed to have a pussy that fucking good babe." He slapped her ass and stood.
Noelle rolled over and watched the way Jax's muscles moved under his skin. "Did that tattoo hurt a lot? The reaper looks pretty badass." She wrapped herself in the flannel sheet and walked over to him, her fingers lightly tracing the letters going across his upper back before settling on his shoulders.
He shook his head no. "Not really, I was high when I got the piece. I have to head out, so I'm going to shower alone. You can take one after me. I have clean shirts and sweats in the dresser, so help yourself to them. If you need anything else tell Juice and he'll fetch the shit for you. You got that? Don't be stubborn, you need shit, you ask."
The brunette clucked her tongue. "I got it Prez, I will ask for shit if I need anything. Juice is the go to guy, I will try to avoid Gemma but if you get back and there's blood everywhere it's because I talked to her and she killed me."
Jax turned and faced the brunette, a smirk on his face. "She won't kill you, I promise you that fucking much babe." He grabbed the back of her head and placed a kiss on her forehead. "I have to go now, so behave and don't shoot any of the sluts unless absolutely necessary."
Noelle smiled. "What do you deem as absolutely necessary baby. You know I tend to be a little trigger happy."
"If it's a life or death situation shoot, if the slut is disrespecting you don't shoot. Knock her around a little." He walked into the bathroom and started the shower, he had to clean and be out of the room and around people with Noelle. He was weak for her, if he stayed in private with her too long he was bound to get caught up and neglect his duties.
Noelle padded out of Jax's room after a long shower, her body was sore and the clothes of his she was wearing only made her miss him more. "Hey, hey, hey." She sidled up next to Juice who was typing rapidly on his laptop.
Juice looked at her. "Oh, hey Noelle."
She looked around, the clubhouse was deserted. "So, you some type of computer whiz?" she pointed to the set up he had going on.
"Yeah something like that." He replied without even so much as a smile or another glance. When he was on his laptop, he was in his own world and he hoped that Noelle would get the hint and leave him alone for the moment.
"I'm just gonna leave you alone to your work." She slid off the stool, she knew when her company was unwanted. Juice's silence was making it loud and clear, whatever what was on the laptop trumped small talk with his president's girlfriend. She pulled her phone from her pocket and checked her texts, nothing important enough to reply to.
"Hey." A heavy hand landed on her shoulder and she whipped around and was instantly staring into dark cold eyes.
"Jesus Happy, I didn't even hear you come up behind me." Noelle smiled at the man and slipped the phone back into her pocket. "I didn't think you would have been left behind, you seem like you'd be the one, to take out on whatever it is they're doing."
Happy studied the young woman before him, she was gorgeous. From her full lips, to the beauty mark on her right cheek. She was perfect and extremely off limits. "I hung back because I was handling something else."
She nodded slowly. "I'm here because I skipped class, I'm such a rebel." She laughed and the atmosphere between them dipped into a lighter territory. "You know where I can get some coffee in this place Happy? I really need a morning pick me up."
"What? Jax wasn't enough to wake you up this morning? You two woke the whole damn place up." Happy rasped and watched her face twist into horror before her lips turned up into a smile.
"God!" Noelle shook her head. "I mean, yeah he woke me up. I just need to renew the energy I lost during that wake up." She hitched a shoulder and looked at him.
"In the kitchen, have Juice make you a pot." He turned and stomped away from her.
Noelle jogged and caught up to him. "Juice, he's on his laptop and I don't really want to bother him. Doesn't seem like he is even aware of his surroundings. So how about you make me the coffee and I'll owe you a favor in the future?"
Happy rubbed his head, usually he wouldn't even entertain the idea of making coffee for someone other than his mom, but he couldn't resist the way her smile became dimpled as she rocked her shoulders back and forth as she waited for him to consider the idea. "Fine, but if I do this shit, you owe me a story. Where'd you come from, shit like that."
"You sir, you have yourself a deal." She smiled and followed behind him as he led her into a small kitchen. She took a seat on the metal stool and watched him put the pot of coffee on. "It take long?"
Happy leaned against the counter and shook his head. "So, spill it Noe."
"Hmm, let's see, I don't even know where to start but I'm Noelle Montague, I'm from South County, that's over in lovely Southern California if you weren't familiar. I am up here for college, I plan to hopefully become a criminal lawyer, get the bad guys off the hook." She sighed and looked at him.
"Nah, nah, nah." Happy frowned. "I want to know what makes you tick, why you carry a gun? That sort of shit, if I wanted your family history I would have asked Juice to run a background check on your ass."
Noelle swallowed hard, the last thing she needed was the club to go digging into her background. She might have come from the ideal suburban lifestyle but her record wasn't spotless. She had her fair share of run ins with the law when she was in high school, that led her to wanting a career in criminal law. "I carry a gun for protection, I was attacked younger and I swore I'd never be caught unprotected ever again."
"Boyfriend attack you?" He asked as he poured two cups of coffee and slid one over to her. She accepted it and didn't reach for any cream or sugar, something that didn't go unnoticed since he was used to seeing Jax dump a shit load of sugar in every cup he drank.
"Yeah." She nodded and gripped the black mug with both of her hands. Her ring clinking against the ceramic. "It didn't end up well for him, he's in jail."
"You called the cops on him?" Happy sipped his coffee, this girl was more intriguing than he had thought she would be. He could tell she was holding shit inside, giving him just enough of her story to keep his interest but not enough to let him in completely.
"I did, he tried to force me to have sex with him, when I said no it escalated really fast and when I started to resist it went from bad to worse." She took a timid sip of the bitter black coffee and hissed. "It wasn't my favorite moment but it served its purpose. I learned never to leave the house unprotected again."
In that moment, Happy's attraction for the young brunette turned from something purely physical to the need and want to protect her. "Damn, if I ever cross the fucker, I'd have to fucking kill him. I don't like men who assault women. That's shit that I won't ever tolerate."
Noelle nodded her head slowly in agreement. "My dad went insane when I told him that." She set the empty mug on the counter and slid off of the stool. "I think this conversation topic is a little too heavy. I'm sorry for dumping it on you Happy."
"Don't be, I asked." He smiled. "You need anything else, you ask Juice. I'm about to set his ass straight, you got that Noe?"
She followed him out of the kitchen and saw Gemma staring at them. "Got it. Thanks for the coffee. I really needed that caffeine boost."
Happy turned and glared at her. "Don't mention it, I want to keep it between us. I don't need no one else thinking I'm gonna making them fuckin' coffee." He walked up behind Juice and slammed the laptop closed.
She watched the interaction and how Juice went rigid as Happy whispered something in his ear.
"You're playing a dangerous game here Noelle." The voice was hot against her neck.
"Excuse me?" Noelle whipped around and was face to face with Gemma. "I don't even know what you're talking about."
"I see the way you looked at Hap." Gemma frowned. "I don't like that shit baby girl."
The young woman laughed. Out of all the things to be accused of, cheating was not one that she would take lightly. "I'm with Jackson, he's my guy and I don't plan on shacking up or spreading my legs for any other man, ever Gemma. Plus, Happy is old enough to be my father. I'm not into that. We had coffee and I told him the story behind my gun, that's it."
Gemma crossed her arms and tried her best to detect if the woman who seemed to have her son twisted up was lying. "Alright, you better keep to yourself. You even bat a lash at any man other than my son and I'll show you my gun, got it?"
"Yeah, I got it. I'm not afraid of you Gemma. We both have the same goal. Love and protect Jax." Noelle played with the hem of the shirt she had on, she could play the game Gemma was playing. "I'm solely here for Jax, if for some reason he and I don't work out, well you won't be seeing me around ever again."
Jax pulled off his riding gloves, he had been gone longer than he intended to be gone. The morning had turned into afternoon then melted into night. He knew he had to make it up to Noelle, it was the only thing he had on his mind when he walked into the clubhouse.
"Babe." Noelle hugged Jax and he immediately softened under her embrace. "I missed you."
He kissed her soft lips. "Glad to see that you're still alive and none of the sluts are hurt."
"Mmm. I behaved. Your mom and I exchanged a few words. Happy made me coffee and Juice pretty much ignored me, every single time I tried to talk to him." She rubbed his back and smiled as his eyes fluttered close.
"Hap made you coffee?" He snorted and walked her backwards to the first sofa she bumped into. "You have a good day though?" He sat down and pulled her into his lap, his hands sliding under her shirt.
"Yeah, I did. I cleaned your nasty ass room up." She placed a kiss on his forehead, then his nose and lips. "You can see the desktop now, don't worry I only threw trash out, everything else is put in its rightful place."
The blonde smirked at his girlfriend. "How did you know what was trash darlin'?"
"Deductive reasoning, wrappers and empty cups are trash. Any important looking paper I kept and put in a box." Noelle adjusted herself so she was laying with her head in his lap. Her eyes locked on his as he played with her hair. "You know, I have to get home tomorrow, I cannot skip my classes tomorrow, I need those to actually graduate."
"I'll get you home in time to go to your classes, let's just focus on you and me right now, just like last night." Jax rubbed her cheeks, his thumb coming to rest on her beauty mark. "Let's start our alone time by taking this party for two up on the roof."
She rolled off his lap and waited for him to stand, he wrapped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her close. "You're something else Teller, are we going up there for conversation or for sex?"
He paused at the ladder. "You'll just have to see." With a smirk and a wink he ascended the ladder. He wanted nothing more to be with her, whether it was sexual or not. As long as she was with him he was happy.
