by Carnal, MJ
“Uh, Lex. What are you doing?” he asks as my hands trail back to the snap of his shorts, and I rain kisses down the “V” of his stomach. I get the snap undone one handed and feel like patting myself on the back.
The head of his cock is poking out of the top of his boxer briefs when my head becomes level with his groin and I can see the creaminess leaking from the tip. “Exactly what I want to do, Jude.” I reply with my eyes locked on the prize. My hand reaches out and I wrap it around his cock through his underwear. I stroke it a couple of times and then lean down to lick the tip.
“Oh fuck. Oh fuck. No, Lex. No, you don’t have to do that.” I pull his shorts and boxer briefs down, toss them over my shoulder, and settle between his legs.
Giving him a look from under my lashes, I watch him as I take as much of him as I can into my mouth. “Oh my God. Ohhhh. Lexi.”
He’s too big, he doesn’t fit all the way in, but I take as much as I can and start massaging him with my tongue as my hands wrap around the base and stroke up and down.
He’s groaning and his hands are wrapped in my hair. I guess I’m doing something right. This is my first ever blow job, but from the sounds coming from Jude’s mouth and throat, I’m pretty good at it.
I start to move my head up and down his shaft as my hands move up, down and around changing my grip from loose to tight.
Jude is thrusting into my mouth and I start to gag as he goes in too deep.
He pulls out of my mouth and looks down into my eyes apologizing. “God, Lex. That is so fucking good. Oh my God. So fucking good. I’m sorry, I got carried away.”
I smile at him and lick him from base to tip before concentrating on his balls. I take one into my mouth and gently suck it. I put it into my mouth and let it pop back out. He groans and I smile. I guess he likes that too.
While I’m concentrating on the other sac, I scrape my nails gently down the length of him. And his hips buck off of the blanket. I kiss the tip and then climb on top of him as he tries to regulate his breathing.
“Holy shit, Lex. You’re so good. So good. I am going to have to kill Hunter, but holy shit.” He grabs my face, pulls me firmly onto his lap, and kisses me.
Giving him a blow job has really revved me up. Bringing him pleasure has really turned me on. I grab his cock as I’m sitting on his lap and run the tip along my wet folds. He groans again.
I line it up with my center and insert the tip. He gasps and looks at me deep into my eyes. “Do we need a condom, Lex? I would never want to get you pregnant this young.”
I love this boy. With everything I am and everything I will ever be, I love him. “No. No condom. I’m on birth control. And I’ve only ever been with Hunter, so we’re fine.”
A look of jealousy, at my statement, comes over his face and he thrusts up rapidly, burying all of him inside of me.
It hurt a little at first because of his size, but he moves slowly, and with each thrust the pain goes away and all I can feel is the pleasure.
My eyes roll back in my head and I center my feet on the ground as I start to rise and fall with him. I’m riding him so fast and hard, and he’s guiding my hips as his thrusts meet mine. We’re both so ready it doesn’t take long and he’s fucking me so hard now, that everything but the tip comes out before he slams it back into me.
“Lexi. Lexi. Lexi Lexi. Fucking yes. Lexi. Ride me baby. Take me. All of me. God, yes. Just like that. I’m so close…”
The sweat drenched strands of my hair are slapping against my ass as my slick hips slip and slide against Jude’s. I’m on the verge and one more thrust should push me over, so I start pumping harder and faster.
I move the angle just a bit and Jude rubs right against my G spot. Stars explode behind my eyes and I scream out. “Oh my God. Fuck fuck fuck. OH MY GOD. I love you, Jude!”
As my body slumps against his and I ride the wave of my orgasm, Jude looks into my eyes. With one final plunge, he cums deep within my body. I feel him swell and my pussy milks him dry. Staring as if he’s looking into my soul, he grunts with his orgasm. “You. Are. Mine!”
We lay back on the blanket, both silent and content as our bodies calm and our breathing regulates. Jude pulls me into his side with my head on his shoulder and I lay my hand across his chest. He trails his fingers up and down my arm and with my finger I unconsciously trace hearts over his heart. Neither of us speaks.
Finally, Jude sighs and asks into my hair, “Lex, did you mean it? Do you love me?”
I’m lying on his chest, so I can feel him holding his breath and his heart rate quicken as he waits for my answer. I lean down until my lips are over his heart as I gently kiss it and murmur against it, “Yes. I meant it. I love you, Jude. I’ve always loved you.”
He lets out his breath and tightens his hold on me. He presses a kiss to my forehead. “I love you too, Lex. So much. For me, it’s always been you. Just you.”
Our hands reach for each other and we entwine our fingers while we listen to the barges pass by on the river and stare at the stars through the branches.
We’re finally together; happy, wrapped in each other’s arms.
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Lexi
Present Day
I open my eyes and see Jude on stage finishing the set. I’ve been so wrapped up in the memories brought on by my song; I’ve completely missed the rehearsal.
They play the last chorus of their new single and Jude reattaches the microphone to the stand as he turns towards me. He’s covered in sweat and his eyes are full of the energy singing live gives him.
This, this is his element. I can clearly see why so many people love him. He’s like a sorcerer when he’s onstage. His very presence and voice entrance the audience. Women want him and men want to be him, and me… me, I just love him. I want him and I want to be with him.
I smile at him and give him a thumbs up.
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Jude
We finish the set and it was awesome. We were on fire and we’re going to blow the roof of this place tomorrow night. I sing the last note and drop the microphone back into the stand.
Lexi… I can feel her. It’s like we’re drawn together. I can tell when she’s near. Almost like we’re joined… two parts to one whole… like she’s an extension of me.
I look over my shoulder and there she is. She’s looking at me as if she’s trying to memorize every detail, like she needs to capture my image on her brain. She smiles at me and gives me a “thumbs up”.
Jessie hands his guitar off to a roadie and Cruz tucks his sticks in his back pocket before they both walk to meet me mid stage.
Dade calls out, “Night Jude. Lexi. You kids have fun! I have places to be and women to meet. I’m out! Jessie… Liam… Cruz, you in?”
Liam salutes me and ambles after Dade.
“Yeah dude. Meet you there!” Jessie hollers at Dade’s back as he’s hopping off the stage. He turns back to me. “This is going to rock, Dude! Good to be home. Good. To. Be. Home.” Jessie says as he claps Cruz and me on the back once and strolls off the stage to catch up with Dade and Liam.
Cruz bumps me with his shoulder and jerks his head towards the right side stage, towards Lexi. “So what’s going on, Jude? You were awesome tonight. Hell, you’re always awesome, but it was almost like you were under a spell you were so focused and on point. Especially with My Heart Was Red. Lexi the reason for that?”
“I’m always on point. I never let down with the music, Cruz. You know that. And if My Heart Was Red seemed more intimate, that’s because it was. That’s her song man. I wrote it for her. About her. I wanted her to understand that it’s still her song. You know?”
“Yeah I know. But man. Be cool ok. I’m glad y’all are back together or whatever you are, but just be cool. I know I’m your bandmate, but I’m also your friend and that shit you went through last time… it wasn’t cool man. It hurt you. And you hurting hurt us. Even after all of these years, with all of our success, you’ve never gotten over it. You’
ve never been the same guy. But you seem good. You seem, shit I don’t know man, you seem alive. I don’t want to see that go away. So, just… be cool. Ok?”
I clap Cruz on the back because I know he loves me, hell all of the guys do, but he’s right. Before… yeah, before wasn’t cool. But I’m not going back to that guy. I’m also not going to lose Lexi again. Not this time. “I know man. I’ll be cool. Thanks, Bro.”
As Cruz walks off stage towards the dressing room, I walk to Lexi. She’s waiting for me.
Yeah, things are going down differently this time.
“Hey, Babe.” I run my hands up her arms and kiss her on the mouth. “All done. You ready to get out of here and grab some dinner? What are you in the mood for?”
She smiles and leans in to kiss me, like one kiss just wasn’t enough for her either.
Her eyes have a decidedly naughty sparkle. I like it. “Hey yourself. I am ready and I’m in the mood for a lot of things, but as far as dinner goes, I’ll let you pick.”
“Oh really. Well in that case I’ll see what I can do.” I squeeze her ass and run my hands lightly up her back. She shivers. I smile. “Are you open to a surprise?”
Her brows rise with question, but also with intrigue. “Yes. I’m open to a surprise. Will I like it?”
“Well I’m not sure. I’m not you. But I hope so. We’ll grab some food on the way.”
Taking her hand, I entwine our fingers, and lead her towards my bike, all the while praying that I don’t scare her off with my surprise.
Chapter Eleven
Lexi
Once again I find myself on the back of Jude’s bike as we take to the Baton Rouge streets. He leaves Downtown and turns onto the River Road, heading towards the LSU campus. My arms are wrapped around his waist and I’m burrowing into his back, enjoying the feel of him in my arms.
As we ride through campus, people are everywhere. Its 8:30 on a Thursday night and Homecoming is this weekend. The range of college attire amuses me. I’m used to college students. The majority of customers at the shop are students here, but I still always find it humorous at the choices some people make with their clothing.
We stop at a red light and I look around. I notice a guy in Superman pajama bottoms with a Green Lantern t-shirt and Spiderman slippers walking next to a girl in a short denim mini skirt with a tight fitting Twilight Takes Over Baton Rouge t-shirt on and flip flops. Across the street is a group of girls who are obviously heading out since their dresses are short and tight, their shoes are sky high, and their faces are accented with loads of shimmery makeup. Leaning against the street light is a young man in ripped jeans, frayed at the bottom from dragging on the ground, with chains hanging from his belt, and a black Bayou Stix t-shirt. He’s bobbing his head with his eyes closed as he listens to his music player.
I tap Jude’s waist to get his attention and point to the guy as he turns around, towards me. We can’t speak through the visors on the helmets and over the sound of the bike and all of the other traffic and noise.
He nods his head in acknowledgement and squeezes my hand.
I wonder what he’s thinking. Being back home, seeing a fan wearing his band’s logo on his clothing, and more than likely listening to his music on his music player… It’s got to be an amazing feeling to know that you’re appreciated by the people who live where you did.
The light changes and we take off again, leaving campus behind. He pulls into a small shopping center near Tiger Town, takes his helmet off, puts his sunglasses and a baseball cap on, and says he’ll be right back, leaving me on the bike.
I sit outside just listening to the night sounds and the raucous college students while I wait for him. A few guys cat call to me while I’m on the bike, but no one approaches me. It’s a badass bike, so I’m sure they are worried about who might own it.
The thought makes me giggle.
Ten minutes later, Jude comes back out, hands me a bag that smells like grease and fries, and hops back on. He settles back against me, pulling my arms around him with the bag between us, and off we go back into the twilight.
We ride for a bit more, before he slows down. I’ve been drifting in my mind, so I haven’t really been paying attention, but I realize that the area is familiar. Jude passes a track that leads back to a place I remember. I remember very well. My mind starts racing with questions as he turns into a gated driveway a bit farther down.
Where are we? What is this?
He stops at the gate and punches in a code, and then pulls into the property as the gate opens. The driveway winds a bit and then he stops in front of a gorgeous plantation style home.
There’s a wraparound porch on the ground level and huge, towering columns that go from the ground to the top of the two story house. The top floor has two matching French style balconies made of wrought iron, coming off of matching French doors to the left and right of the front door. Oak trees and Crepe Myrtle trees of pink, fuchsia, and purple surround the house. They’re casting lovely shadows from the old fashioned lantern style lights placed around the perimeter of the front of the property.
You can tell the house is new, but it perfectly captures the look of Old Louisiana.
I’m staring wide eyed, taking everything in. This house is beautiful. Completely gorgeous. It’s a dream house, but what are we doing here?
Jude has been watching me take in the house. “Do you like it?”
I turn my eyes from the house and look at him. “I love it. It’s breathtaking. But what is this? Why are we here? Who lives here?” Confusion is written all over my face.
He smiles and shrugs before replying, “Well, no one lives here, yet. But this is my house. I bought it. I’ll live here.”
I gasp and take in the house again, before whispering in disbelief, “You bought this house. You’re going to live here. So it is true.”
My knees threaten to give out with all he’s saying, so I grab onto the bike seat to prevent myself from falling on my ass in front of this gorgeous house.
Jude’s gorgeous house.
“Well yes. I didn’t plan to buy something quite like this. But once I saw it today, I knew I had to have it. I wrote the check earlier. Lexi, are you ok? What’s true?” He’s rambling.
He bought a house. Here, in Baton Rouge. He IS staying. This is great. This is terrible. This is scary and confusing. What does this mean? Why did he buy a house this big? Is he going to live here alone? Geez Lexi, stop… just stop already. Stop overanalyzing everything. Yes, I need to stop. Ok, I’m ok. Deep breaths and oh wait, he said something, didn‘t he. I need to answer him. What was the question?
I run through his rambling and attempt to formulate an answer.
Jude is staring at me like he thinks I’m going to freak out at any minute. “Lex? Are you ok, Lex? Shit, this is not ok. I shouldn’t have showed you this. Not so soon. I’m sorry…”
I cut him off with a lift of my hand. “No, don’t apologize. It’s fine. I’m fine. I’m the one who’s sorry. I was just caught off guard that you bought a house. That you bought this house. But I’d already heard you were house hunting. I’m just surprised you actually bought one I guess. And this, this is quite a house.”
“Why wouldn’t I buy a house here, Lex? This is home. Yes this is quite a house, but it just spoke to me, so well... I bought it. Is this ok? I mean I bought a house, so obviously I’m going to be around a good bit, Lex. Is that ok?” His beautiful hazel eyes are glistening, I can see the emotion in them as he waits for my response.
My opinion really does matter to him.
Walking over to him, I take his hands and kiss his mouth, “Its fine, Jude. No, it’s good. Welcome home.”
His face lights up and he wraps his fingers around mine, swoops down to grab the food that has been sitting in the dirt, where I dropped it, and pulls me to the front door with a look of absolute glee on his face.
“Wait until you see the inside. And the backyard. Oh, and did I mention I also now own the two acres on eac
h side?” He winks.
Wait, two acres. On each side. That means... he owns the trail we just passed. He now owns our spot.
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Jude
She had a mini freak out, but it was ok. She’s good. And now she knows I’m staying.
Is this too fast? No, I mean I didn’t ask her to move in with me. Neither of us is ready for that. But she loves the house. This is the kind of house we always said we’d have. Does she know I bought this house with the intention of her eventually living here with me? Shit, slow down. I have to slow down and chill out. I have to drop it down a few notches. What if she leaves me again? Now I have a house. Well I have a lot of houses, but I have a house HERE. I have a house near Lexi. What am I doing? Until yesterday I hated her and I thought she hated me too. Well, I didn’t hate her. I could never hate her, but I hated what she did. I still hate what she did. WHAT AM I DOING?
Dear God, if you’re listening, can you please help me out. I need to get a grip. Everything will be fine.Yeah, everything will be fine.
Lexi is looking around at the high ceilings and crown molding, taking it all in. Her eyes light up as she sees the crystal chandelier hanging in the living room. “Oh Jude! Everything is so beautiful. It’s so perfect. Like something out of a movie.”
I like watching her enjoy my house. But my inner dialogue is distracting and I’m hungry. “Let’s go out back. There’s a gazebo and I’m starving.”
My stomach lets out a loud rumble as if in agreement.
She laughs. “Oh forgive me. Let’s go feed the beast! Take me to the gazebo.”
Grabbing two waters I’d put in the fridge earlier in the day, we head into the back yard.
I laugh with her. This is so familiar. So comfortable. So… like home.
We settle on the benches in the gazebo and Lexi opens the bag to see what I’ve gotten us for dinner. She pulls out two cheeseburgers and two fries. Handing me one of each and keeping one for herself. Her legs are tucked under her and her hair is a tangled mess of sexy red waves.