Fever

by Carnal, MJ

  She’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

  As hungry as I am, I can’t will my hands to pick up the burger. My brain is too focused on Lexi. I’m captivated. I watch as she takes a bite of her burger and my eyes follow her lips and tongue as she chews and licks a small crumb that’s stuck to the left side of her mouth.

  Shifting uncomfortably, she blurts out, “What? Why are you staring at me like that? Is there food on my face?”

  “Sorry, I just can’t help it.” I grin as she looks up. “What? I’m a man and you’re a gorgeous woman. Simply delectable. And I know for a fact, you are not wearing panties.”

  Her face turns bright crimson and she sputters out, “Well, whose fault is that? I was wearing panties until some brute decided to rip through them. In my kitchen.”

  I can’t control the laugh that comes out of my mouth. It’s deep and real. “Some brute huh? Well, maybe you shouldn’t have looked at him and sent out vibes like you wanted to jump his bones in your kitchen.”

  “I did no such thing.” She giggles. “Ok, well maybe I did.” Then she starts laughing and once she starts she can’t stop.

  “Excuse me. What exactly is so funny, Miss Sloane?” I’m trying to control my smirk and feign indignation.

  She’s doubled over with mirth and trying to wipe the tears from her face. “Erik! Oh God. His face when he walked in and saw us! He looked like a fish out of water. Oh my god.”

  I can’t help it, I start to laugh too. Laughing with Lexi is almost like an out of body experience. It’s so freeing. “Yeah, that was funny. My ass all exposed. But he sure recovered fast. I thought he was going to kill me!”

  “I thought he was going to kill you too.” She’s almost cackling she’s laughing so hard by this point. “What color would you say his face was? Magenta? Cabernet? Merlot?”

  “How the hell do I know, wino? I wasn’t looking at his face. I was trying to watch his hands and see if I had enough time to duck and run if he swung at me. Not to mention I was blocking his view of your perfect tits. But what about you? That human tree was about to break little old me and what did you do? Nothing. Thanks for protecting my virtue. What are you any good for?”

  “Human tree???? What virtue? Rock stars have no virtue. You. Ripped. Through. My. Panties. You animal!” Her breathing is starting to change. “Speaking of which, where’s my present? You owe me a present!”

  My eyes crinkle with merriment at our ridiculous banter and I don’t care that I have a goofy ass smile on my face.

  “I didn’t forget. Wait here.”

  I walk out of the gazebo and leave her staring after me with a content smile on her face. Once I reach the inside of the house, I run out to my bike and lift her present from under my seat.

  I chuckle as I head back through the house with the small box in my hands. Schooling my features, I walk back out to Lexi and drop the box into her waiting lap, before sitting across from her on the bench.

  “There. Your present, my lady.”

  <><><>

  Lexi

  Jude drops the box into my lap and walks away. He sits a little across the way from me and just watches me.

  I just look at the box. I was joking; I didn’t expect him to really get me a present. Did he really buy me panties?

  He chuckles. “Are you going to open it or just stare at it? I swear nothing will jump out at you.”

  “I don’t know. I’m nervous. You really didn’t have to get me anything.”

  “Come on, Lex, just open the box already,” he says with a hint of exasperation in his tone.

  It riles me up, so I pull off the top.

  Whatever’s in the box is nestled between black tissue paper. I carefully fold it back. I gasp as I see what’s in the box. As I lift the gift out, I start to laugh. I laugh so hard I have to hold my stomach and more tears stream from my eyes. I hold up my present towards him and see the revelry in Jude’s eyes.

  This asshole has given me a black lace thong with Bayou Stix embroidered on the crotch. I shoot him an irate look from under my lashes.

  Jude leans back, lacing his fingers behind his head and stretches his long legs out, crossing them at the ankles while his eyes twinkle at me. “What you don’t like them? They’re one of our best sellers.”

  Hmm. Ok then. So this is how we’re going to play it. Well, watch out Jude Delecroix.

  Game. On.

  “No, I love them. Should I try them on? I guess I need to make sure they fit.” I say, as I stand up, drop the panties to the bench, stretch, and reach for the zipper at the back of my skirt.

  Jude’s eyes go wide. I’ve taken him by surprise and I have the upper hand.

  His pupils dilate as he focuses on the movement of my hands as I delicately slide my now unfastened skirt down my hips and thighs, doing a little impromptu strip tease. Once it gets to my knees, I just let it fall. I stand there with only my shirt and bra on, then casually stretch again, letting him take in the view.

  Turning my back to him and bending down from the waist to pick up the panties, I keep my ass in the air and my legs straight. Mere inches from his face. I hear his breathing hitch.

  Oh that’s right. You like that, do you? Let’s see just how much you can take…

  Taking my sweet time, I open my legs a little; giving him a nice view of my ass and the now glistening folds between my legs. I decide to tease him a little more and sway my hips very slowly from side to side. Left… right… left… right.

  I hear his groan, as I straighten back up. The panties are in my hand, so bending down I start to place my right leg into the leg opening.

  His hand on my back stops my movement, as his other hand grabs the thong from my hand, throwing it onto the floor. He pushes me forward with his hand above my waist and I lose my balance. I grab the bench to keep from falling. His hands are now locked on my thighs holding me in place and I can feel his warm breath on my sex.

  He spreads my legs open wider.

  “Oh no. You don’t get to play games. I am the game master and I’m making new rules.” Suddenly he slaps my ass. I gasp, but more moisture flows to my pussy. He’s rubbing soothing circles on the cheek he just slapped. He slaps the other cheek, causing me to groan and tense. “Be still.”

  Grabbing the bench until my knuckles are white, I try to do as he says. He’s now regained all of the control and I am more than happy to give it to him.

  He blows on my sex as his hands grip my thighs from behind me. I can’t see anything but the bench cushion in front of me and I cannot move. I’m completely at his mercy.

  He inhales deeply, taking my essence into his nose and groans. “God you smell good, Lex. So damn good. Now let’s see how you taste.”

  His tongue takes a deep, long lick. His hands move to my inner thighs and he pulls them open as wide as he can with me in this position.

  “HOLD ON!” He demands.

  He dives back in as I clutch the bench. He’s relentless. His tongue is licking me deep from the back, stimulating areas that have never been stimulated before. He’s alternating from fucking me with his tongue to long slow licks from my clit to my back entrance.

  He licks my asshole and I tense up. I’ve never experienced it before and it takes me by surprise. But he does it again, and I stop tensing.

  Oh God. I like it.

  He’s rough. I’m bucking against his face and screaming as he tongue fucks my pussy, and I feel a slight pressure at my puckered hole.

  Oh God, what is he doing? No. No. No. Oh my God, YES!!!

  He inserts a finger into my asshole. Not deep, just the tip, but fuck it feels so good. He continues to tongue fuck my pussy brutally. He doesn’t move his finger. He just leaves it there so I feel the pressure.

  I’m getting lightheaded from my head hanging upside down, but it’s only intensifying my pleasure. He’s groaning as he eats me and the vibrations run across my clit. He starts to move his finger, small thrusts into my ass as my pussy is being pounded by his tongue
and my clit is vibrating from his moans.

  That’s it. I scream as I cum. “Fuck Jude. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. You’re amazing. Ahhhhhhh.” I’ve never had an orgasm that intense in my life. My legs are jello and unable to hold me up any longer. Jude’s arm around my waist is the only thing that keeps me from falling flat on my face.

  Turning me around, he lays me across the bench and sprawls out near me. As I lift my heavy eyelids, he gives me a self-satisfied smile and wipes all of my pussy juice off of his face with the bottom of his shirt. His scruff is almost glowing.

  He’s lying on the bench with me and since it’s not very wide my head is near his lap. I glance over at the tent he’s sporting in his pants. “I guess you liked that too. And I take it back, you are a Sex God. “

  I stretch like a cat.

  “Ha. I never said I was a sex god. I said I was a sexy rock god. But you can call me a Sex God if you insist.”

  “Your ego is astounding. Do you have a permit for that thing?” I tease as I pull my way over to his lap. My hand travels up his thigh and across his hips, settling right near his very visible, rock solid member. I pop the snap of his jeans and the mushroom tip of his cock is there, standing at attention. Waiting for me. I push my hand inside his briefs and grab his dick, squeezing it.

  “Uh huh. Oh, Lex. Shit, Lex. Harder.” Jude throws his head back moaning as I squeeze and release his cock in a concentrated rhythm. I remove my hand for a moment and he utters a protest. Once I spit into my palm, I return to his cock. One hand is working his cock, as I try to get his briefs and jeans down with the other.

  “You know this would work out better if you laid back and lifted your hips to help me out.” I whisper as I lean in to lick the pearl off of the top.

  “Ohhhh. God Lex, take me in your mouth. Suck it. Suck my cock.”

  His jeans and briefs are pushed down and off. He’s looking at me with hooded eyes, and I lock eyes with him as I part my lips and slowly take him into my mouth. I’ve forgotten how big he is.

  I’ve got about ¾ of him in my mouth, but I desperately want to get all of him, so relaxing my throat and laying my tongue flat, I slide farther down his member. I hold his gaze with my own as his cock disappears into my mouth.

  He groans, but tries to remain still like he knows what I’m attempting to do. Finally, I get all of him and I feel balls and prickly hair tickling my chin. I slide it out and start a slow rhythm.

  Up and down, my nails find the base of his balls and I start to gently massage them as I take him as deeply as I can. He’s moaning and writhing, but trying his best to stay still.

  Finally, he can’t remain still and he grabs my hair and starts thrusting into my mouth.

  I can’t take all of him this way, so I wrap my hands around the base of his cock and rotate my hand in circles up and down to mirror the thrust of his dick in my mouth.

  I lick and suck as I stroke him with my hands. His stomach muscles are clenching and his hands tighten in my hair.

  I want him to cum for me. In my mouth. I want to taste him and swallow every drop.

  I pick up the pace and bob my head as quickly as I can while I speed up the pumping of his shaft. I feel his cock swell in my mouth and know he’s about to blow.

  My other hand reaches around and I find the base of his balls. I scrape my nails against the skin as my other hand works his shaft and my mouth is devouring him. He’s hitting my throat with every downward thrust.

  He tries to pull my head up gently by my hair, but I don’t allow him to. I keep up the rhythm.

  “Lex. God Baby. I’m going to cum. If you don’t want me to cum in your mouth, you have to stop now.”

  I don’t stop. Instead I bob my head a bit faster. I’m gagging, but I’m not stopping. And then I feel it. His body tenses and warm, salty liquid shoots into my mouth. So much. Even as I’m swallowing, some leaks out of the sides of my mouth.

  “F….U…C… K! Sweet mother of god, Lex! Oh my god.”

  I keep licking him until his cock is soft again and I’ve swallowed all of his fluids.

  He’s laying back. Boneless with his legs splayed open and his chest rapidly rising as he tries to catch his breath.

  I did that. Me. Yeah, take that Mr. sexy rock god.

  I climb up his body and snuggle between him and the back of the bench, laying my head on his chest, right above his galloping heartbeat.

  <><><>

  Jude

  I lay my hand over her head cradled on my chest and wait for my pulse to return to normal.

  Dear God. It’s too late. I’m never letting this woman go.

  She owns me.

  She always has…

  Chapter Twelve

  Lexi

  We lay in the gazebo, both of us naked from the waist down, just holding each other, until our bodies cool down and our pulses level out.

  Our legs are sticky from the sweat and the humidity, but it’s nice.

  I don’t want to move.

  I kiss Jude’s chest again and attempt to make some sense of the past 24 hours.

  Jude is running his fingers through my hair and staring at the stars and full moon, visible though the open gazebo top. “Lex?”

  I feel his breath ruffle my hair as his soft words float across my skin. God, I love his voice. It’s like sex. Everything about him is so erotic.

  “Yeah?”

  He breathes deeply before speaking. “What’s going on here, Lex? What are we doing?” I feel his muscles clench.

  “I don’t know, Jude. What are we doing?”

  His hands tighten in my hair as he pulls my head back so that I’m looking at him.

  “I know what I want. I want to see what’s here. I want to be with you. I want to see if this time, we can make this work. But it’s not up to me. So you tell me what we’re doing, Lexi.”

  “I like this. I like whatever this is. But I’m scared. God, Jude. I want to be with you too.” My hands are shaking on his chest and tears start to fill my eyes, but I hold them in. This man has the power to destroy me and as much as I want him, as much as I want to just forget everything, I’m so scared. “Can’t we just… be? For now.”

  He sighs and leans down to kiss my eyes and the corner of my mouth. “Yes, Lex. Let’s just take it slow, ok? But we need to talk about what happened…”

  “No. No, Jude. We don’t. Let’s just start from here, ok. I don’t want old hurts and the past to jeopardize the here and now. So please, can we not talk about it and just… start fresh?!?!”

  Talking about the past is not ok with me. I cannot go back to that kind of pain. I pray he agrees with me.

  He grimaces. “I don’t know if that’s the wisest decision, Lex, but yes, if that’s what you want, that’s what we’ll do. And I mean it; we’ll go slowly with each other, ok.”

  I smile at him and quirk an eyebrow. “We’re both naked from the waist down and your dick was just in my mouth. That’s taking it slow?!”

  He blushes, but responds with a smirk, “Of course. And I mean no sex for now… we can do all sorts of other fun things; but let’s get back to knowing each other a bit before I put you in a coma from sex with me.” His brows are wiggling and the mood is once again lightened.

  I roll my eyes and laugh.

  “No sex? You think you can handle that, Jude? And a coma… really?!?! Damn, Rock Star there’s that ego again. “

  “Don’t hate. It comes with the territory.” He sticks his tongue out at me…like a little kid. “And yes I can handle it. Can you? You’re the one sending ‘Fuck me. Fuck me now’ signals out. Don’t jump me!”

  “Oh my god, you’re delusional, Jude Delecroix!”

  “Nuh uh. Am not. You’ve been molesting me with your eyes and sending out those beacons since you saw me yesterday.” He touches his mouth. “Even when you split my lip last night, you were looking at me like you wanted to eat me.”

  He’s outright teasing me now.

  I kiss his lip, where I haven’t noticed u
ntil now, that’s a little swollen. “I’m sorry. I can’t believe I hit you. I’ve never hit anyone in my life. But I was mad. And in my defense, you baited me. But I am sorry.”

  I kiss his mouth again and lift my shoulders in a slightly embarrassed shrug.

  He chuckles. “I can’t believe you hit me either. It was unexpected. And oddly hot! But I did bait you. I had just watched you rubbing all over some guy who had his hands all over you on the dance floor. I was… well I was jealous. Then your friend walked up and I just wanted to get a rise out of you. I didn’t mean any of what I said. I’m sorry, Lex.” He drops his eyes, looking really sheepish.

  I lift his head with my finger to capture his eyes again. “You’re forgiven. This time. You were jealous? Really? That. Is. Hot.” I punctuate each of the last words with a hard kiss on his mouth.

  He gives me a quick bruising kiss on the mouth and sits up, pulling me with him. “Yes, I was jealous. I don’t like it. But I like that you think I’m hot. Now get your sexy ass up and get dressed. I need to get you home. It’s late and I know you have work tomorrow. And you really need to put some clothes on already. Knowing your naked is very distracting.” He swats my bare ass to emphasize his point.

  I lean over to kiss him one more time, looking into his eyes, and get up to find my clothes.

  <><><>

  Jude

  So Lexi and I are together. She’s agreed to see what’s here.

  I can’t believe this.

  There are things I wish we’d talked about, because the past has a way of coming back to bite you in the ass if you ignore it, but I’m willing to do whatever she wants to do. I just pray that this time, we are strong enough to make it.

  I can’t lose her again. I won’t.

  I watch her getting dressed and take in her beauty. I don’t know what it is about her, but Lexi is my muse. My Madonna. Sure she’s gorgeous. That flowing red hair and those amazing golden brown eyes, along with that curvy body… sheer perfection; but it’s more than that. It’s the little things that make her Lexi. The look she gives me when she’s calling me on my bullshit… The glint in her eyes when she sets her mind to something… The way she bites her lip when she’s nervous… She’s perfect… She’s just Lexi…