Jade couldn't make herself stop kissing him. It felt impossibly good, and at that point she didn't care if it was the liquor or her own fucked up mind that made it so incredible, all that mattered was that, the more he kissed her, the harder it was to pull away. He was incredibly intoxicating, which was strange, because she'd never thought about him that way until that moment, but now that she was, she wasn't sure she'd ever stop. He'd never go back to being her older brother. Suddenly he'd become something else entirely and that was scary as hell.
He walked her backwards and she let him, smirking when he pinned her up against the wall, everything in her on fire, heart racing because she was pretty sure she knew were their kissing was going. He was kissing her roughly, and everything in his kiss told her he needed her which made her head spin out of control. She wasn't sure anyone had ever wanted her so badly in her life. His lips moved fast along her jaw and she closed her eyes as he paused by her ear. She was entirely out of breath, and she knew, even if she wanted to push him away at that point, she couldn't.
“We shouldn’t be doing this.” He breathed against her skin, but his tone made her smirk because it was obvious he didn't care. Before he'd been married, back when he was younger, he'd been a lot like her, always wanting to do the things he shouldn't be, and she knew that it was still in him, she just didn't see it as often anymore. She had to admit though, despite the truth in his words, it only made her like the idea all that much more. She'd always wanted things she couldn't have.
He kissed her skin again, softly, making her breath quicken and her knees weak. His lips on her skin were incredible, better than anything Eric had ever done to her and she knew, if she let him continue, it'd be the best she'd ever had. Because he was so much older and more experienced than the stupid high school boys she was always fucking. It was both an exciting and a terrifying thought because, while she knew it would be incredible, she also knew it would be easy to get addicted, and she just couldn't. "Tell me you don’t want this Jadi…” He whispered against her skin but he didn't stop, he just started kissing along her neck slowly, teasingly, and she closed her eyes. Even though his words were telling her to push him off, it was like he was only saying it because he had to. Because his lips felt like they were trying to persuade her.
Jade couldn't move. She could hardly breathe, and if she had any chance of stopping it before it went to far, it was thrown right out the window when he slipped a hand into her shorts and started rubbing between her legs, making her moan instantly because his touch was like pure fire. “Because you know once we do this,” He breathed and held her eyes, arrogant smirk on his lips, like he knew exactly what he was doing to her and he knew she wouldn't break away, and she had to be honest, it was working. She couldn't focus on his words with his hand rubbing her roughly the way it was. “There’s no going back.” He said holding her eyes and Jade just closed her eyes and moaned again.
"Fuck." She breathed before placing a hand on the back of his neck in his hair, pulling his lips back to hers hard, her entire body wanting him at that point. "I don't care." She breathed against his lips because it was true, he had her so worked up at that point, she wouldn't have cared if Jax was standing there in the room with them, she wouldn't be able to stop herself. "Just fuck me. Hard." She breathed in his ear, trailing her lips along his jaw quickly, almost desperately.
Benji could tell she was upset and he couldn't blame her. Several hours ago he'd been swearing he'd love her until he died and told her she could come find him if she decided she needed him to, and then she had, and when she'd found him, he'd been about ten seconds from fucking some other girl. He felt like shit, but he was fucked up, so it didn't last long and he almost hated that she'd come to find him. Because he was afraid he might hurt her. He'd caused her enough pain, he didn't need to give her any more.
“Is that the best you got babe?” She breathed. “Where the fuck did you think I was going to go, it was here or your house and I figured I had a better chance here then if your father answered the door and waondered why I was there after three years.” She spat harshly, and he sighed. “You really looked like you were missing the hell out of me, just a second ago.” She hissed, making his jaw clench because the truth was, the whole reason he'd been about to fuck that girl was because he couldn't stop missing her and he'd wanted her out of his head. She'd never understand just how much he'd missed her the past three years.
“Thought you might want that back…seeing as I won’t be needing it.” She spat and tossed something at him and he bent to pick it up. His engagement ring to her on a chain. She'd stalked off and gotten in her car, but he was still in front of it, so she couldn't go anywhere without running him over, and he knew Harley was tough, but he doubted she'd coldly run him down like that.
His fist clenched around the ring before he walked quickly over to the driver's side, pulled the door open, and yanked her out of the car roughly. He held her by the shoulders tightly as he slammed her back into the car and closed the space between them, to that there were mere inches keeping them apart. "You don't want the ring?" He spat, holding her eyes. "Fine, but it doesn't change anything." He hissed, shaking his head.
"You'll always be mine. Don't even try to lie to me and tell me you don't feel the heat between us." He smirked arrogantly. "I know you're afraid to stand too close to me because you're afraid of it. Of the fact that you still fucking love me." He shrugged and held her eyes. "You can marry Tommy if you want, baby, you that'll never change." He spat before kissing her hard on the lips, fisting his hand in her hair tightly, refusing to let her break away, knowing if he kissed her long enough, he'd get her to melt.