One Shots for The Sexy Souls

Two Years Too Long

Ainsley blushed bright red as she walked into the library of her school during her off hour, her chin length brown hair perfectly fixed as her grey eyes sparkles in anticipation. When she walked into the library, her breath caught in excitement as adrenaline surged through her body. There he was. Jax Motokura. The focal point of all her affection and lust. He was the school's biggest "bad boy." He was six foot five, with shoulder length black hair, and pale skin. His eyes were narrow, as he was half Japanese, but his irises were perfectly blue, from his mother. The boy sitting across from Jax, Torlum Grant, smirked as he saw the nerdy Ainsley walking over to them.

"Hey, prude!" Torlum spat at Ainsley. "Don't get to cocky with that prissy shit of a crush you have on Jax. Everyone knows you won't let him fuck you!" The entire library was staring and snickering now, and Ainsley tensed up, feeling tears build in her eyes. She turned and dashed out of the library, tears running hotly down her face. She made it to the bleachers outside of the school, next to the baseball field, when she stopped and curled into a ball on the ground, crying quietly to herself. She heard footsteps and turned to see Jax walking over to her. She scrambled back from him, scratching her hand on the gravel and accidentally smacking her head on the bleachers.

"Hey, calm down," Jax mumbled as he knelt down in front of the girl. His thoughts were a jumbled mess of guilt and secret happiness. He had been in Ainsley King's home room since freshman year, when he was the socially awkward kid. He eventually began smoking when his parents divorced, and he began banging any girl who was willing. But his eyes...had always been on innocent little Ainsley. She'd always said good morning to him, been willing to help him with his school work. He'd wanted to ask her out many times, but was worried that she's say no. After all, why would such an angel want to be with a devil? He looked at her now and moved closer to her, grabbing her elbows and pulling her into his arms, standing up and cradling her close.

"I have some Advil and band aids in my truck." Jax mumbled gruffly.

Ainsley blushed bright red as Jax carried her to his big truck, opening the door to the big back seat and setting her down on the spacious back seat.

"Jax..." She whimpered. She swallowed her fear, and when he turned to look at her, she moved her face into his and kissed his lips. She shivered in delight and satisfaction as she realized she had just given her first kiss to Jax Motokura.

Jax didn't know how to respond at first, but soon, his hands were knotted in her hair as he kissed the little angel. His groin became painfully erect and he forced himself not to undress her and pull away.

"I...I want you...to take m-my virginity..." Ainsley pleaded with him. Jax glared at her.

"No."

"W-why?" Ainsley began to cry softly. "Is it...do I not look nice? Is there...something wrong with me?"

"No...I just..." Jax whispered, hating to see the beautiful girl cry because of him. "I couldn't bring myself to ruin you."

"I want you to!" Ainsley begged, tears bubbling down her chin. Jax groaned as he nodded.

"Let's not do it here though. I'll drive us to some where private..." Jax mused. "I don't have any lubricant... I do have a condom or two somewhere in this car..." He looked at her earnestly. "You aren't apposed to using my back seat are you? I swear it's clean."

"Thank you." Ainsley whispered.

When they had pulled up to the back of Jax's house, Ainsley panicked.

"Here?" She whimpered.

"My dad won't be home til nine. Do you want to go inside?" Jax offered gently as he brushed his hand tentatively against her soft arm. She nodded bashfully and Jax led her into his house.