Deleted Scene Jax and Rebecca
I don’t know if it’s all the alcohol I’ve consumed tonight but every time Jax gets near me I feel my entire body react to his nearness. I have a good buzz going between the few sips of apple pie moonshine Mya got me to drink, and then all the beer I’ve had from the keg. It’s the only logical reason.
I mean he was with Brooklyn, I know they weren’t serious, but still, its girl code…never sleep with someone your friends been with.
God. I really need to keep my distance from him. We’ve been playing beer pong for the last hour and every time he looks at me with that freaking melt-your-panties right the fuck off smile, I swear my knees go weak. I made the mistake of becoming overly excited when we whooped Mya and Braxton a few minutes ago, and jumped into Jax’s arms squealing like a freaking teenager at a Justin Beiber concert.
The second his arms wrapped around my body, I felt myself melt into him. I took a long inhale of the cologne on his t-shirt, it’s the most masculine, intoxicating scent. The instant our eyes connected as I giggled uncontrollably with excitement my entire body felt an electric charge shoot through it prickling my skin.
I immediately snapped out of my Jax enchantment and jumped out of his arms, making a b-line for the keg. I downed my entire solo cup in record time before returning to the beer pong table to play against Savannah and Kayden.
This beach is full of gorgeous single men, hell they don’t breed them better than they do in Texas. I’m used to seeing overly skinny wannabe rockers in LA, or more feminine than me model types who are more into themselves then anything.
Down here you have real men, who don’t wear jeans that look like they stole them out of my closet and for a date take you four-wheeling, rather than to the mall to get a frickin’ mani-pedi with you.
The sexy Southern drawl is a plus too; there is just something about a man with an accent, which brings me back to Jax. Damn, he is hot, funny, has the sexiest Australian accent that makes me tingle all over when I hear him talk, and then his delicious muscles covered with tattoos make him just downright irresistible. There’s something about a guy with a gun, the whole knight in shining armor thing is a huge turn on.
I just have to push those thoughts away. Focus on finding a sexy Southern boy here, who can show me a good time. Jax is OFF LIMITS.
I’ve tried to chat it up with a few different guys tonight, but I’m not feeling that overwhelming attraction to any of them. No matter how hard I try I can’t stop my eyes from roaming over to Jax. I know he’s feeling the pull between us because I keep spotting him watching me too.
Feeling the need to get away from this the entire situation before I do something I’ll regret, I excuse myself and let Savannah know I’m heading to the guest room I’m staying in.
Making my way onto the deck, I glance over the railing one more time before heading inside. Jax is taking a long pull from his bottle of beer as he’s nodding to something Kayden and Dixon are saying. Feeling my eyes on him, he drags his gaze from them up towards the house and his eyes land on me.
I quickly spin around and maneuver through people hanging out up on the deck and make my way into the house. As soon as I make it to the second level I stop in the hallway and rest against the wall. I relish in the peace and quiet.
My head is spinning as I lay against the wall with my eyes closed, I’ve drank way more than I normally do and I’m definitely feeling it.
I hear footsteps coming up the stairs, assuming it’s just someone heading up here to use the upstairs bathroom, I pay no attention.
“Rebecca…” I hear my name in that all too familiar Aussie accent. I snap my eyes open to find Jax standing in front of me. His eyes are glazed over, but the fire burning in them is impossible to miss.
He slowly drags his tongue over his bottom lip as he slides his eyes over my face as he waits for me to respond.
I let out a shaky breath as I clamp my teeth down on my lip. God I want him more than I’ve ever wanted another man. Why does he have to be so freaking hot. My body is aching everywhere for his touch, it’s as if I’m a moth and he’s the flame. No matter how hard I try, I can’t fight it. I’m drawn to the flame.
I know I’m bound to get burned, but I just can’t turn away.
“Hey…” Is all I can manage to say at the moment; my mind is distracted, it’s too busy daydreaming about Jax fucking me against this wall to form a coherent sentence.
He takes another step closer, setting a hand against the wall beside my head, with his face only inches from mine. “This is crazy. I don’t know why but I just had to follow ya up here.” His breath is hot and smells of whiskey and beer. I can’t take my eyes off of those lips. All I can think about is his lips on my body. The ache between my legs is almost unbearable.
“We can’t do this…Brooklyn…” I stammer out as I try to convince myself more than Jax. “Fuck it!” Throwing caution to the wind, I throw my arms around his neck, cupping the back of his head and pull his mouth to mine. It’s like the fourth of July mixed with Christmas as his lips collide with mine.
My head is swimming and it’s no longer because of the alcohol. No it’s all because of Jax. If he fucks anything like he kisses, the regret I’ll be feeling in the morning will be so fucking worth it!
I moan into his mouth as he presses his body against mine pinning me against the wall. I’m completely lost in the moment I forget we’re in the middle of the hallway.
Sliding his hand into my hair, Jax deepens the kiss slipping his tongue into my mouth. He caresses the roof of my mouth, as he eagerly fucks my mouth with his tongue. It feels like a thousand tiny butterflies fluttering against my skin as his kiss causes my entire body to react to his touch.
I can feel his hardening cock through his jeans pressing against me; I slide one hand slowly down his chest working my way to his pants. I cup his erection and rub it through his jeans, the sounds he’s making against my lips is like an aphrodisiac.
“Come to my room.” I murmur against his lips.
Not having to ask him twice, he wraps his arms around me and bouncing against the walls, never removing our lips from one another’s, we make our way to my door.
Before I can process what’s happening we’re bursting through the door, Jax kicks it shut, as he slams me against the door. Within seconds my tee is being pulled over my head, and he’s trailing kisses down my neck working a fiery path to my breasts.
Feeling as if my body is being possessed I tear at his shirt needing to remove it so I can see every inch of him.
“I have never wanted someone as badly as I want you right now.” Jax whispers against my skin as he works his mouth across my collar bone.
Sliding my fingers into his hair, I press my lips against his ear, “Then what are you waiting for.”
With those words Jax doesn’t hold back, we’re both completely naked, consumed in darkness, “Wrap your legs around me.” He husks as he grips my hips lifting me in the air.
Doing as told I quickly snake my legs around his waist, hooking my feet together tightly behind him. Pressing my against the door, he slams into me, his cock filling me, the feeling of it sliding in and out is absolutely overwhelming. I scream out in ecstasy, “Ohhhh God!” as he fucks me against the door.
The only sounds we hear is the music traveling through the open windows and the short sharp breaths and moans as Jax pushes me to towards climax.
“Fuck baby…” He hisses against my shoulder as he grips my ass, his fingers biting into my skin.
I can feel him getting close to finishing as his cock hardens and his girth expands he picks up his pace, each thrust is a delicious concoction of his pubic bone stimulating my clit, and his cock slamming against my g-spot.
Tossing my head back I slam it against the door with force, and tighten my legs around him, as one of the most intense orgasms I’ve ever experienced rips through my body.
Cupping the back of my neck, Jax presses his lips to mine. My body goes numb and my skin tingles, as our tongues tangle together. I moan into his mouth, as he thrusts his hips into me forcefully groaning against my lips climaxing along with me.
Looking at the clock I see it’s almost ten in the morning. My entire body aches and my head is pounding. Rolling over I stare at the spot where Jax was just a few short hours ago. After last night my mind is a mess. I have so many thoughts running through my head right now, it’s only making my hangover worse.
Jax was like the energizer bunny last night, with all that alcohol in his system, he was able to rock me with three more orgasms before sneaking out to his room. The ache I felt in my chest as he slipped out the door was unlike anything I’ve felt in a very long time.
It scared the shit out of me.
I cannot fall for Jax. No way in hell. It will only cause trouble; I cherish my friendship with Brooklyn way too much to risk losing it over a guy. It hurts like hell knowing I can never be with Jax, but there is just no possible way.
I doubt he would want to be with me anyways. I more than likely was a means to an end for him. I helped heal some wounds he has from Brooklyn stomping on his heart when she eloped with Dixon.
I could shoot myself right now, I was stupid and had unprotected sex with Jax. I’m on birth control, but that’s not a one hundred percent guarantee. So I never risk it, I always make the guy I’m with use a condom.
Even my ex I was with for two years, never once had sex without protection. I can’t risk getting pregnant. I will not bring a child into this world without being married first. I will not allow my baby to grow up in a split home like I have.
Climbing out of bed, I head into the bathroom. Glancing in the mirror I gasp at my reflection. I look like shit!
“Thank God!” I mumble under my breath as I spot a bottle of Advil in the medicine cabinet. I pop two into my mouth and wash them down. I hope they start working fast because my head feels like a marching band is marching inside of it.
Starting the shower, I quickly get to work washing my hair and body. After twenty minutes, I’m showered, dressed and sprinting down the stairs. Everyone’s still asleep thank god. Spotting the keys to Brooklyn’s jeep, I grab them and quickly jot a note letting her know I borrowed it to run to the store quick.
Climbing into her jeep, I crank up the stereo and get lost in Imagine Dragon’s song, Radioactive. I sing along with the words and try to ignore the images of Jax and me last night.
After a quick stop at the pharmacy a weight lifts off of my shoulders. It’s better to be safe than sorry, so I picked up Plan-B. I will not take a chance of getting knocked up after a one night stand.
I swing by Dunn Bros and grab Savannah, Brooklyn and I iced coffees, and head back to the house.
I fly back to LA tonight thank god, because I don’t know if I can handle being around Jax. I pray things between Jax and I stay the way they were, and our hook-up last night doesn’t make things weird between us especially since we’re in the wedding together.
I have to go home focus on work, do something, anything to get him out of my head. It’s going to be hard, but it has to be done.