by Carnal, MJ
I spend about an hour in the Jacuzzi tub and only let the water out once it starts to cool. By now, I’m over being upset and worrying and I’m just pissed. Even if Jude was busy, I would think I was important enough to warrant a phone call!
I towel off and walk into the bedroom with the towel wrapped around me. My phone is vibrating on the dresser.
Walking over to it, I glance down and see “Sexy Rock God” on the display. Hmm, guess he’s not dead after all. I ignore it and walk to my closet to get dressed.
Once I’m settled into comfy pajamas and my hair is pulled up messily on top of my head, I grab my phone, and sit on the bed.
Unlocking the phone, I see I have three missed calls and four texts from Jude.
I click on the texts,
“Sexy Rock God
God, Baby, I’m sorry. Where are you?”
“Sexy Rock God
Lexi, I’m sorry. I lost track of time. Call me back.”
“Sexy Rock God
Baby? Are you mad? Please pick up the phone or text me back. I’m so sorry.”
“Sexy Rock God
Dammit, Lex. I’m sorry. Pick up the damn phone!”
Grimacing, I close the phone and place it on my chest, as I think about how to compose a response. How dare he get pissy with me when he’s the one who stood me up!
It rings.
Without looking, I answer it. I know who it is. “What?”
“Lex? What do you mean ‘What?’ I’ve been calling and texting you for an hour.” He sounds exasperated.
“Have you now? Well I guess I was busy. Now since I know you’re not dead, I’m going to bed. Goodnight, Jude.” I snap out.
He sighs, “Lexi, Baby. Don’t hang up. I’m sorry. Don’t be mad. I’m sorry. I was dealing with some stuff... some stuff with Dade and I lost track of the time. When I saw what time it was, I ran to my phone and saw the missed calls and text from you. I’m so sorry. Don’t be mad. Are you at home?”
“Yes Jude. I’m at home. Where the hell else would I be? Now I’m tired and I really want to just go to bed!” I’m still pissed… Dealing with stuff with Dade. What stuff? And maybe this is petty, but he can miss my calls and texts and I’m supposed to just be ok with it, but he’s annoyed that I didn’t answer his?!?! I was worried dammit!
“Baby, can I come over? I am so sorry. I mean it. Please don’t make me sleep without you in my arms tonight…” He pleads with me.
I’m going to give in… Dammit… “Fine, but I really am tired and I’m not ok with this. So I’m ready for bed.”
“Ok. I’ll be there in fifteen minutes. I’m sorry, baby. I love you.” I can hear the frown in his voice.
“Uh huh.” and I hang up. I’m allowed to be a bitch sometimes.
I’m lying in bed with the TV on when I hear the knock at the door. Padding through the living room barefoot, I check the peephole, and then lean my head against the door for a second before opening it.
Jude is standing there, with a sheepish look on his face, a bag on his arm, and three pink Gerber Daisies in his hand. Holding them out to me, he whispers, “I’m sorry. Forgive me?”
Frowning I take the flowers from him, before gesturing inside and shutting the door. “Did you steal these from my garden? And I was really worried, Jude.”
“I did not steal them. I simply thought they would look better in your bedroom than left to wither and die in the garden. And I know you were. I’m sorry. Really, Baby, I am. Do you want me to grovel? I will. Just tell me what you need me to do.”
He’s so sincere. Rolling my eyes because I’m so ridiculous, I walk to the kitchen and grab a vase from the cabinet, before filling it with water and setting my flowers in.
Taking the vase with me, I turn out the light and lead the way to my bedroom. Jude follows silently.
We get to the room and once I place the flowers on the nightstand, I turn around. He’s dropped his bag to the ground and is standing in the doorway with his hands in his pockets, just looking at me.
“Am I forgiven or am I going to get the silent treatment all night?” he asks.
I smirk. “No. No silent treatment. But some groveling would be nice.”
He stalks over to me, picks me up, and drops me on the bed, leaning over me. “Ok, I’ll grovel. Would you like me to do it with words?” Whispering in my ear. “With my mouth and tongue?” He licks and nips my neck. “Or with my fingers?” He trails them up and down my arms from wrist to shoulder.
I’m shivering. How does he turn me on so fast? He’s barely touched me and two seconds ago I was mad at him, but now I want to just lay back and let him ravish me. Something is wrong with me.
I lean up on my elbows and press my lips to his ear. Licking the outer rim, I whisper, “I’d like all three please.”
He lifts his head, gives me a wolfish smile and pulls my tank top over my head in one motion. As I gasp at the unexpectedness of it, he pushes me back so I bounce off of the bed and grabs the waistband of my lounge pants and panties, and pulls them down my legs.
In seconds, I’m completely naked.
“Um, a little warning would be nice…” I gasp out as he kneels on the floor and pulls me to the edge of the bed, licking my breasts and sucking a nipple into his mouth.
That statement ends on a moan.
He’s feasting on my breasts, sucking and rolling his tongue over the taut peaks one at a time, as his fingers pinch and roll the nipple of the other. He moves between the both of them. Once my nipples are swollen and standing at attention, he nuzzles and licks the valley between my breasts and nips the undersides of them, using his tongue to soothe the spot, after he bites down and sucks.
My hands have fistfuls of the sheets and I’m rolling from side to side with the pleasure.
He kisses and licks his way down my stomach, pressing kisses here and there and swirling his tongue into my belly button.
My hands leave the sheets and grab his head; pushing him down, moving him into the position I most want him in.
He looks up and grins at me. “Where do you want me, Baby? What do you want me to do to you?”
I moan as he licks around the seams of my thighs, and avoids the spot that is begging for him. “Lick me. God Jude, I want your mouth on me. Eat me. Eat my pussy. Please…”
I’m begging him. He mutters, “As you wish.” And then his mouth is on me. He’s licking me, tracing the folds, before he flicks my clit with his tongue. When I’m writhing and fisting his hair, he moves and licks me along the seam of my pussy. I’m so wet.
He pushes my thighs apart as far as they will go and he starts thrusting his tongue inside of me, wriggling it as he thrusts. He’s fucking me with just his mouth and tongue and it’s driving me crazy.
“More, Jude. More. I need more. Give me more. Deeper.”
So, he adds a finger to my channel and starts curling it inside of me as he sucks on my clit.
He adds another and then another.
I’m so close. I see starbursts behind my eyes.
He can feel me tense and he knows I’m right there. He blows on my clit as he moves three fingers inside of me, and then he bites my clit just as he hits the spot.
Fireworks go off in the bedroom and I scream out his name.
He licks me gently until I stop convulsing, and then he climbs up my body, and pulls me into his arms.
He whispers, “Better?” and as I burrow into his chest, completely spent, he whispers again, “I love you, Lex.”
I murmur, “I love you too. You’re forgiven.” After pressing a kiss to his chest, I fall asleep.
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Jude
It appears as if I am forgiven. Thank God. I can’t believe I forgot the time. But Dade called and then things got crazy, and I spent all afternoon dealing with the situation.
That was close though. I can’t lose track of things like that again. I have to be more aware of what’s going on. When Lexi wouldn’t answer my calls, I panicked. I can’t go through th
at again. I’m going to handle the situation and then I can spend another week with Lexi before we have to head out.
She doesn’t have to know. I’ll handle it and all will be ok.
I look over at her, asleep in my arms and feel my chest clench. I love her so much. She’s everything… The most important thing in my life, I’m going to do whatever it takes to prove that to her this time.
I pull my arms out from under her and get up to check my phone one last time, before undressing, and climb back in bed to fall asleep with Lexi in my arms… exactly where she’s meant to be.
Chapter Twenty-One
Lexi
The smell of coffee and bacon reaches my brain through the haze of sleep and wakes me. I look over and there’s Jude, the most beautiful man in the world, sharing my pillow. I’m so lucky.
He stirs as if he feels my gaze on him and slowly opens his eyes. They meet mine. “Morning, Baby. Whattimeisit?”
I look over at the clock. Wow, we slept late.
“9:15. I can’t believe I slept this late! I haven’t slept this late on a Saturday in years. I bet you anything, Erik pops in here in about five minutes.” I kiss his scratchy chin and laugh.
Jude grabs me and rolls me underneath him. He kisses my neck. “Hmmmm. Do you think we have time for a quickie?”
From the doorway we hear, “Nope. Now get your lazy asses up.”
Both of our heads whip up and Erik is standing there shirtless with my coffee in his hand, laughing at us. “Ugh… if you bring me that wonderful coffee you are forgiven for ruining our moment!”
Jude says, “Well, I don’t drink coffee. I’d rather have sex. Go away Erik!” And he rubs against me.
I laugh, scandalized. “JUDE!”
Erik walks in, reaching out his arm so he’s not too close to the bed. I reach up from under Jude and grab it.
“Dude, you’re such a cock block. Go the fuck away.” He grits out.
Erik and I laugh and Jude groans and throws himself facedown on the bed.
Erik walks back to the door, trying to mute his laughter. “Man, you’re grouchy without your morning sex. We’re leaving here at eleven, so if you really need your morning dose of Lexi, go into the bathroom. I only have one set of earphones!”
He laughs as he shuts the door, right before the pillow Jude was laying on bounces off it, and hits the floor.
“I hate him,” Jude says.
“No you don’t. And I do feel kind of dirty. I could use a shower…” I get up and walk across the bedroom naked with his eyes following me. Bending over like I dropped something at the bathroom door, I open my legs, and call back, “Coming?”
Jude jumps up and races to the bathroom. “Not yet, but soon!”
An hour later, we exit my room. Dressed, sexually satisfied, and ready for the day.
Erik and Alec are being all lovey dovey in the kitchen.
Jude good naturedly grumbles at them, “I wish you two were all hot and heavy, just so I could cock block you too!”
We all laugh hysterically. The mood for the day is set!
Bradi and Micah arrive a bit later, always fashionably late, and I must say she looks great. She’s got on a very short denim mini-skirt with a cropped LSU jersey and wedge sandals. Her blonde and brown hair is in twin braids, and she’s wearing eye black strips that read “LSU” on her perfectly made up face.
She takes in my appearance, and lets out an approving sound. She makes me twirl so she can get the full effect. I’m pretty pleased with myself.
High ponytail with an LSU headband, tight purple LSU see through shirt with a gold tank top underneath, white skinny jeans, and brown knee high flat boots complete my ensemble.
“Your ass looks almost as good as mine. We’re some sexy bitches!” Bradi says. Then she looks over at Jude. “So what the fuck happened with you last night?”
Erik and Alec quickly look over, and Micah raises his brows in surprise. I gasp out, “BRADI!!!”
Jude answers her. “I got caught up in something with Dade, but it’s under control now. I completely forgot the time. I groveled, dished out sexual favors, and she’s forgiven me. So, can we all just have a good time today?” He takes my hand and pulls me to his side as he says the last part. I hide my face in embarrassment.
Bradi grins, wiggles her eyebrows at him, and says, “From her reaction, that was some good shit! So, if she’s good, we’re good. Now, let’s go boys. My girl and I look too fucking fabulous not to be on display today!”
Everyone laughs. She is so nuts, but it’s hard not to love her!
We pile into Alec’s SUV so we can all ride together and head to campus.
Jude gets a text as we pull through the gates and head towards the stadium. The rest of the guys are there and have already set the tent up.
It seems like we’re all excited for today.
Forty-five minutes and about thirty texts later, we find a parking spot, and start our trek to the tailgating spot.
Jude pulls his baseball cap low and puts on dark sunglasses, but with the entire band out here together, I have no real hope for them not being recognized.
He takes my hand as we all stroll through campus. The energy is electric. Don’t ask me how, but the guys have secured us a spot near Tiger Stadium, right near the old Alex Box Stadium. It’s a premium spot, so I’m wondering if someone used their “celebrity card”.
Jude is looking around and holding tightly to my hand. It’s crowded and people are pushy. “Man, I’ve missed this! Nothing like game day in Death Valley! It’s seriously like no place else on earth!”
I look at the people and all of the purple and gold. Our tailgaters are like nothing you see anyplace else, that’s for sure. I ask him seriously, “Really? As many stadiums and arenas as you’ve been in… nothing like this?”
He thinks a minute before responding. “No, honestly. Nothing and no place. It’s like the entire campus is charged with an electrical current. I’m so glad to be back and that I’m here with you today, Baby!” He pulls me tightly to him.
We finally see the tent and to my surprise… it’s more than just Jessie, Dade, Liam, and Cruz under it. There are scantily clad females… a lot of them… What the hell? I look at Jude.
He shrugs, “I swear I had no idea. I didn’t know they were bringing chicks. I’m here to spend time with you and your friends, not hang with a bunch of chicks I don’t know. You’re who I’m with, ok?” His reassurance is sweet. But I can’t help but glance over at the obvious groupies under the tent.
Today just got a lot more interesting.
Bradi and Micah catch up to us and she looks over and sees the skank fest as well. “What the fuck? Is the slut convention in town?”
I look at her with a grimace. “I have no idea. But I don’t like it. How are we supposed to stay under the radar with that here?” I point towards the tent where it looks like Liam and Jessie are doing body shots out of a very well endowed blonde’s cleavage.
Ugh.
“Well, what the fuck ever. I’m not letting the slut parade ruin my day! I’m so excited you have the day off. So, we will ignore them, get drunk, and possibly get inappropriate with our sexy men if the occasion calls for it!” And with that, she pulls me across the pavement and under the tent.
We look behind us and Micah, Jude, Erik, and Alec are all gesturing at the tent and talking heatedly.
Jude catches my eye and I wink and crook my finger at him.
Just as he gets to me, I hear excited shrieks of his name, like nails on a chalkboard. And a brunette with too-short shorts, a tube top with no bra, and talon-like nails, reaches for him. I step between Jude and the groupie and twine my arms around his neck. Looking over my shoulder, I narrow my eyes at her. “Mine.”
She glares at me and then looks at Jude. He’s grinning like a fool and says, “Sorry, doll. You heard the lady. I’m with her,” before he swoops in and takes my mouth in a bruising kiss.
As he breaks the kiss after completely oblitera
ting any thought I might have had, he says, “God, Baby. You all possessive is so H…O…T!”
Looking up at him, I lean up and lick the seam of his lips. “Yeah well, I don’t share what’s mine.”
He smiles and kisses me again.
We are jostled as someone bumps Jude’s shoulder. “Yeah, yeah, yeah! Claim staked, loud and clear. That neon sign is flashing! So, can we get a freaking drink already?” Bradi is grinning lasciviously over at us.
Winking at her, Jude pulls us over to a corner of the tent, where a very large bar with a cooler is fully stocked with anything we could possibly want to drink. We didn’t see before through the bodies, but there’s also a huge tent with food in it. Oh yeah, someone pulled out the rock star card for this.
“What do you want to drink, Baby? Bradi?”
We answer and he digs around handing us our drinks before heading over to an unoccupied couch (reserved for him), pulling me into his lap as he sits down.
Micah, Bradi, Erik, and Alec make their way over with their drinks, and we make ourselves comfortable, sit back and start to enjoy the day.
A few drinks later, Bradi and I are reasonably drunk, and cutting up. Jude leaves me to use the restroom and I lose track of him for a bit.
About twenty minutes later, he hasn’t returned, so I excuse myself and go to look for him. I can’t have some groupie backing him into a dark corner someplace.
He’s not in the tent, so I head towards the restrooms. I hear low voices behind them and walk around to see if he needs my help getting away from a clingy tramp. I find him, but he’s not with a groupie. He’s with Dade and they seem to be arguing.
Dade is pulling his hair. He looks really agitated. “Dude, you have to tell her what’s going on. She deserves to know.”
Jude grits his teeth and steps away from Dade, putting space between them. “I already told you! I’m not telling Lexi! I don’t want her stressing over it. I’m going to fix it. I’m handling it. So back off.”
Dade steps right into Jude’s face and shoves him in the chest. “And I told you, she deserves to know. You can’t keep it from her!”
Jude grabs Dade’s arms and says through clenched teeth, “Trust me, man. Let it go. Please. I will deal with this. Just stop. I’ll take care of it. Ok!”