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Chapter 5

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It didn't take long for Luanne to get up and running. Cara Cara was officially in business, and the boys were not complaining. Juice and Chibs showed up for their guard shift. Juice was curious if Lux was here, but he didn't want to seem desperate. After their night in his room, she kept her distance.

On the plus side, she'd given him her number. So progress.

Looking down at his phone, he debated asking her if she was here. He knew where her dressing room was. He could sneak back there if he really wanted to see her.

Looking at Chibs, he knew the scot would make a comment if he bailed on watching whatever Luanne was in the middle of filming to talk to one of the other girls. That was sure to lead to some questions he wasn't ready to answer. Still, the thought of finding her was really tempting.

He knew they were still working on building their friendship back. A few awkward conversations hadn't done much, but it was a start.

Looking around, he wondered if he really wanted to see her in her element. She'd no doubt be in costume already and he wasn't sure he could handle seeing her dressed to kill. He wasn't sure he'd be able to keep his hands to himself.

Spending the night with Lux had been a test of his self control. Since being in the Sons, it wasn't unusual for him to have company when going to bed. They didn't care if he touched them, fucked them, or even kissed them. Sleeping with Lux though, that was different. He had a feeling she wouldn't appreciate him holding her close, his hand either resting on her breast or slipping between her legs or his dick pressing into her from behind.

He wasn't the same guy he was last time she saw him. He wasn't shy. He was more confident, more bold with his intensions. He was getting the impression she had changed as well.

That morning had been different. Back in Queens, they'd been trying to ignore their attention to each other. Neither wanted to cross that line and ruin their friendship. She pretended she didn't feel his morning wood poking against her ass in the morning. She usually woke up before him and was gone before he even began to wake.

Now though, now they weren't trying to ignore the fact they were attracted to each other. That morning, he'd dreamed of how differently that night could have gone if he had let her go through with what she'd been thinking. He dreamt of being between between her legs for hours before finally passing out from exhaustion.

When he woke, his arm was wrapped around her, his hard-on pressed against her as his face nuzzled her neck. He should have pulled away when he remembered who was in bed with him, but he didn't. He could have sworn he felt her push back against him, rubbing her ass against him. He'd bit his lip, his hand moving to her hip.

His shirt had ridden up on her frame during their sleep, and she was wearing nothing underneath. Suddenly his boxers were the baine of his existance and he wished he wasn't wearing them.

He remembered how her hand had moved over his and guided him around to her front, moving his fingers between her legs. He had to swallow the lump in his throat when he realized she was giving his opening to make a move. She wanted him as much as he wanted her and she was letting him finally have her.

Unfortunately, they hadn't gotten far before Tig was banging on his door to tell him he had to get up. The interruption had ruined the moment and Lux slipped out from his hold and climbed out of bed. He never hated Tig so much in that moment.

"Earth to Juicy boy. Juice!" Chibs said, snapping his fingers to get his attention.

His head lifted at the sound of his name, confusion crossing his features. "Sorry, did you say something?"

Chibs raised a brow, wondering if he wanted to know what the boy was thinking about. He decided soon after that he probably didn't. "Aye. Luanne wants you to check on one of the girls. Said she was acting off when she came in." He said, nodding his head toward the dressing rooms.

Juice stuffed his hands in his pockets, nodding his head. "Yeah, sure. Which girl?"

Luanne crossed her arms, giving him a small smile. "Lux."

Juice felt his heart skip. So she was here. He cleared his throat, hoping his brother didn't hear how his heart raced against his chest. "Right, I'll check on her." He said, trying to play it off as if it wasn't a big deal.

He headed off into the direction Luanne had directed him. He came to a door with her name on it and knocked. He heard a soft 'come in' and twisted the knob to open the door. Inside, he saw her looking in the mirror as she adjusted her corset. He stopped short, taking in the sight of her standing there.

Her hair was curled, falling around her shoulders in ringlets. Her breasts were pushed up, looking nice in her red and black corset. Her legs looked longer as he took in the sight of them, her heels completely the outfit. He had half the mind to bend her over that vanity, yank down those little black shorts, and fuck her until she screamed.

His mouth felt dry, he couldn't move from where he was standing. "Damn,"

He knew she heard him as her lips twitched into a smirk. Her eyes met his in the mirror and she raised a brow, as if daring him to make a move. "You can come in, you know." She said as she finished her primping.

Juice hesitated before shutting the door behind him. He didn't dare move from the door, knowing if he did it would end with him lifting her up onto that vanity and wrapping her legs around him as he fucked her. "I'm good here." He said, his voice rough as he gripped the door knob.

He knew what game she was playing at. He knew she was trying to act as if this was purely a physical thing between them, that they could forget the history between them. He didn't want that. He wanted her, sure, but he wanted everything that came with that. He looked at Jax and Tara, Clay and Gemma, and knew that was something he wanted. He wanted it with Lux.

As much as he wanted her, he knew he couldn't do it half assed.

Her eyes studied him for a moment, her brow raising when she noticed his current situation. She didn't understand why he wouldn't make a move when he clearly wanted to. She'd been honestly surprised when he'd kept his hands to himself the other night as he promised he would. She didn't know why he wasn't just taking what he wanted. She wanted him. He wanted her. It was simple. There didn't need to be any strings, but clearly he didn't agree.

She knew if she pushed it, he wouldn't say no. The other morning was proof of that. She knew what would have happened if his friend hadn't knocked on the door.

"I could help you with that, if you want." She said, nodding to his situation.

Leaning back against the door, he knew she had no idea how tempting that offer was. When he didn't say anything, she moved across the small dressing room and stood before him. He swallowed hard when her hand slipped down his chest before stopping at his belt. His eyes lowered when he felt her undoing his buckle.

"Lux," He warned.

Her eyes watched him curiously as she unbuttoned his jeans and lowered the zipper. Slipping her hands into his boxers, she saw his jaw clench as she wrapped her fingers around him. She noticed him suck his lip between his teeth, holding back any sound he wanted to release. His hand twitched at his side. He was trying not to touch her. He was fighting the urge to kiss her and pull her closer. "Why are you fighting this so much? Don't you want me?" She asked, whispering as she watched his reaction.

His eyes locked on her, his grip on the door knob behind him tightening as she stroked him. "This isn't you, Lux."

He noticed a flicker of sadness flash in her eyes, but it was gone before he could question it. A sad smile replaced it. "It is now."

Before he could argue, she lowered to her knees and took him in her mouth. A low hiss left his throat as his head fell back against the door. His grip on the door knob loosened as he threaded his fingers through her curls. "Fuck," He groaned as she played with his balls. His eyes closed, sighing as he thrusted his hip. She definitely knew how to use her tongue.

He tried to remember why this shouldn't be happening, but all he could think about was trying not to blow his load too soon. Biting his lip, his grin spread across his face. Opening his eyes, he lowered his gaze to her as hers raised to meet his. He watched as she sucked him like the best damn lollipop.

He could feel his release building too soon. "Fuck, Lux. I can't . . . fuck it. Get up here."

Lux looked smug as she wiped her mouth and got up from the floor. Cupping her face, he pulled her close, crashing his lips into hers. His other arm slipped around her waist, turning them around to press her against the door. His kisses were rough and his hands roamed her body.

"No marks." She breathed out as he assulted her neck with kisses.

His only reply was a grunt as he squeezed her ass as he pulled her flat against him. "Please tell me you have a condom somewhere in here."

Her laughter hit his ears and he couldn't help but grin against the skin of her neck. "You came to a porn studio without condoms?"

She had a point.

Reaching into his kutte, he pulled one out from the inside pocket. If the boys had taught him anything since joining the Sons, it was to always have one handy. Shoving his jeans and boxers down, he watched as she slipped her little shorts off as he pulled the condom on.

Without waisting another second, he moved his hands under her ass and lifted her up. Her gasp was cut off as he pressed his mouth against hers. He could feel her nails dig into his arms as he lowered onto his dick. Giving her a moment to adjust, he heard her whimper as her head fell back into the door.

Rotating his hips, he quickly set the pace. He knew their time was limited and he couldn't prolongue this if he wanted to get them both off. With her legs wrapping around him, he kept one hand under her thigh to keep her up off the ground while the other was pressed against the door above her head.

His nose was nuzzled into the crook of her neck, breathing her in as he moved inside of her. Fuck, she was tight. Her laugh was breathy as she opened her eyes to connect with his. "I'm not gonna break, Juice. Don't hold back." She said, knowing he wasn't giving her everything he had to offer.

Pulling out of her just long enough to drop her to her feet and turn her around, he pushed back inside of her with a grunt. He held her hip, pulling her back to him as his other hand threaded through her hair. Hearing her little sighs, her moans, they were noises he only ever heard in his dreams. They were real now.

Lux was his.

"Fuck, Juice." She swore, her fingers curling against the door.

He could feel his release building, his thrusts becoming choppier until he couldn't hold it off any longer. With his nose nuzzled in her neck, his hand slipped around her front. His fingers found their destination, causing her to bite back a moan. He felt her tighten around him as she got her release, his following soon after.

After a moment, Juice, pulled himself away from her and leaned against her vanity as he fixed his pants. Lux frowned in the mirror as she tried to fix her ruined curls. "I should get out there before Luanne comes looking for me. My scene is coming up." She said, acting as if nothing had just happened between them.

Looking at her in disbelief, he wasn't sure what he could say. He wanted to tell her not to go. He didn't want someone else touching her after what they'd just done. Hell, he didn't want someone else touching her period. "Lux, I . . ." He started to say.

"I can't do feelings with you, Juice. I won't let you hurt me again." She cut him off, her smirk now gone.

After fixing her curls, she pulled the door open and left. He stood there for another moment, wondering where they stood now. Looking at her retreating form, he knew what just happened shouldn't have happened. Buckling his belt, he sighed as he left the dressing room and followed in the direction she had gone.

Chibs was sitting on the couch behind Luanne's director chair. He looked up upon hearing his boots and raised a brow. "You handle the lass?" He asked, his eyes giving him a quick once over.

Juice's eyes scanned the room, landing on the brunette going over a script with Luanne. "You could say that."

Chibs chuckled, shaking his head as he returned his attention to the scene starting in front of them. Juice sat beside him, clenching his fists on his lap as he listened to her cheesy lines. He lowered his eyes when she started moving her hands up the asshole's thighs, kneeling between legs. He couldn't watch this shit.

He was up and leaving the room before Chibs could ask him what was wrong. He made it outside before he could breathe again. Touching his chest, he took a deep breath and just tried to push back what he was feeling. The woman . . . that fake person . . . it wasn't his best friend. That wasn't the Lux he loved.

The Lux he remembered was a girl who loved to read and wear his sweaters. She had an innocence about her that he craved. She would smile and he'd just feel immediately better. She'd lay with him at night and just talk to him. He didn't know who that was in there.

"Aye, Juicy boy. What's bothering you?" Chibs said as he followed his brother out.

Juice turned, his expression one of sadness. He blamed himself for what Lux had to become to survive. That vixen in there was his fault. She'd taken over his sweet girl. "I-I'm fine. I just needed some air." He lied, not wanting to alert his friend of what was going on in his head.

Chibs had heard from the prospect one of Luanne's girls were an old friend of Juice's. Looking back, he realized that lass must have been who he was talking about. He could see Juice didn't want to talk about it though. "Alright, brother. Take your time. I'm sure Luanne won't mind you keeping watch out here." He said, knowing his brother needed time to calm down.

He had a feeling going back inside to watch the rest of Lux's scenes wasn't something Juice was looking forward to doing. It'd be better for everyone if he stayed outside until she was done for the day.

Juice nodded, grateful that Chibs seemed to know how to handle this. Running a hand over the strip of hair in the middle of his head, he let out a shaky breath as he got himself back under control. He leaned against the wall, closing his eyes as he tried to calm down.

'Juan was trying to focus on the homework laid out infront of him. It was just a lot of letters and numbers that didn't make sense to him. He didn't even know why he was still trying to pretend he wanted to finish school. At this point, he was just going to stay away from his step-dad. He knew there was another reason he still went though.

He'd made a promise to Lux. He'd graduate for her and they'd get the hell outta Queens together. Depending on where she got into college, he'd follow her there. He knew she was waiting to hear back from a couple schools. He didn't even let himself pretend he was cut out for college. That was all Lux.

When it was clear he wouldn't be figuring out the math equation in front of him, he sighed annoyed and pushed the books away from him. Leaning back in his chair, he closed his eyes and tried to think of something else.

Lux was on a date tonight. Some jock had asked her out and was taking her to a movie. He thought doing homework would keep his mind off of it, but the reminder was rearing it's ugly head back around. Lux was on a date, and it wasn't with him.

Granted, he had his own girlfriend, but he knew it was a joke. She just wanted to scratch him off her list and he was using her to get over his best friend. He wasn't even sure he liked the poor girl. She was pretty good in bed, but that was about all they had in common.

The knock on the window caught his attention. Laying up, he saw Lux's face on the other side of the glass. Confused, he got up and opened the window. Immediately, he was caught off guard by the tears running down her face.

"What happened? Who's ass do I have to kick?" He asked, completely serious.

He held out his hand, helping her through the window. She didn't answer his questions. Instead, she wrapped her arms around him and cried. He was taken back at first, not knowing what to do. Slowly, he wrapped his arms around her and just held her. They stayed like that for a few minutes before her crying stopped.

"It-it was a bet. He only went out for me because of a bet." She said, her voice just barely louder than a whisper.

"What are you talking about?" He asked confused.

Lux looked conflicted about telling him anymore. There was something she didn't want to tell him. Biting her lip, something she did when she was nervous, she hesitated before looking away from him. "Cassie made a bet with Carter. That if he got me into bed, she'd go to prom with him." She confessed, keeping her eyes locked on the floor.

Cassie was his girlfriend. She was head cheerleader and probably one of the most popular girls in school. She wasn't a fan of his friendship with Lux, but he never paid any attention to her complaints.

He was more upset she'd hurt Lux than about the fact she clearly didn't plan on being with him for much longer. Cupping her face, he wiped away her tears. "Hey, look at me. Carter is an asshole who doesn't know how lucky he was to get a date with you. He's scum under your shoe, and you . . . you deserve so much better than that idiot." He said, smiling sadly as his thumb stroked her cheek.

"Why doesn't anyone want me?" She cried, her eyes tearing up again.

I do, he thought to himself.

He was screaming those two words in his head, but they never left his lips. Instead, he kissed her head before holding her to him again. "One day, you're gonna find someone who makes you laugh and you're gonna love him. He's gonna be the luckiest man on the planet, in the universe, because of that. It'll happen, Lux. I promise." He said softly as he rubbed her back.

"I hope so." She mumbled as she wiped her eyes. "Can we just watch a movie and go to sleep?"

He thought about a future that involved them having their own date nights, nights where he'd bring her to nice places and do anything to make her smile. He thought of a time where he'd love to come home to her and their kids. It was a future he'd never have though. A fantasy he'd have to give up when she did meet someone who loved her.

"Yeah, of course." He said, forcing a smile as he nodded.

For now, though, she was his.'

Juice opened his eyes when he heard the door open. Chibs was there again, holding up his phone. "They need us back at TM. Come on." He said, nodding his head toward the bikes.

Juice nodded and followed him over to their bikes. He was grateful when the scot didn't ask him anymore about Lux. He knew his brother was curious about his past, but he wasn't ready to share that piece of his life with him. Instead, they straddled their bikes and took off out of the lot.