Fever

by Carnal, MJ

  He’s rumpled and sexy, and I just want to climb all over him. The hell with taking it slow, I want this man… on me… under me… in me… now.

  I pounce on top of him and kiss his mouth while running my hands up his naked chest, tracing over the contour of his abs.

  The sheet drapes around our waists as my legs are splayed alongside his hips, and my center is lined up directly with his very hard cock.

  Groaning, he starts to rub against me, but keeps his hands in my hair, holding my face to his as our mouths devour each other.

  A knock at the door breaks us out of our haze; but before I can call out a warning, it opens and Erik pops his head through. “Lexi, coffee is ready, love. I brought you a cup. Are you awake?”

  His eyes take in the scene on the bed, focusing on our obvious nudity and the fact that a very naked me, is straddling an obviously very naked Jude.

  He snaps his eyes closed and drops the cup. Coffee spills all over the hardwood. “Oh fuck. Sweet Jesus. What the hell? Did you spend the night, Jude? Lexi. God, Lexi. What the fuck?”

  My surprise wears off and I look at Jude. He raises his eyebrows in question and we both smile.

  “Hello, Erik. Good morning. No, no actual fucking has occurred, but I did in fact spend the night.” He smirks at Erik, who is holding his hands over his eyes and groaning, as he looks at him around my back.

  As Jude’s voice reaches him, he peeks through his fingers and grits his teeth.

  I can’t help it. I bust out laughing and fall on top of Jude. He laughs with me as he wraps his arms around me. And I call out from his chest, “Hi, E. We got back late last night and I asked Jude to stay. Thanks for my coffee. I’ll clean that up. I’m going to drive myself this morning, but can you close the door? Love you.”

  Jude and I are now staring into each other’s eyes as we hear Erik mutter, “Yeah ok. No problem. I so did not need to see that this morning. Fucking crazy people…” before the door firmly shuts behind us.

  We laugh again and I try to pick up where we left off before Erik walked in. Jude presses a hard kiss to my mouth and sits up, turning me, so I’m no longer straddling him and he’s simply holding me on his lap.

  He kisses the top of my head, as I press into his chest.

  “What time is it, Lex?”

  I glance at the clock on my nightstand and see it’s already 7AM. “Shit. Oh shit. I have to go! I have to bake 300 cookies today, and I need to get the Mason cakes iced and into the fridge to set.”

  Jumping out of Jude’s arms and scrambling to get out of the bed, I get tangled in the sheet and hit the floor with my bare ass.

  Jude’s muffled laughter raises my gaze. He’s covering his mouth, but his shoulders are shaking, and he’s completely exposed since the sheet is a tangled mess around my legs, where I’ve pulled it off the bed.

  “What the fuck is so funny?” How dare he laugh at me. My tone clearly states my ire with his finding me landing on my naked ass so funny.

  “Baby, I’m sorry. I’m not laughing at you.” I shoot him another glare and he snickers harder. “Ok I am. But that shit was funny. Are you ok? You didn’t hurt yourself, did you?”

  He climbs over the bed and reaches over to try to help me stand up.

  Asshole!

  I slap his hand away, and untangle myself, before wrapping the sheet around my body and striding to the bathroom with my head held high.

  I hear Jude get up and call out after me.

  “Come on, Baby. Don’t be like that. Are you seriously mad right now? Baby, I’m sorry. I’ll never laugh at you again. I swear!”

  I slam the door.

  <><><>

  Jude

  Is she serious? Like she’s mad at me? For real? I wasn’t laughing at her. Ok, yes I was, but it was hilarious the way she went flying.

  Shit! I need to make it right. I can’t handle her mad at me. Especially over something so stupid. Game face Jude. Find a peace offering.

  Coffee…. She just needs coffee. And I can clean up the mess that Erik made.

  See, I can be all considerate and shit.

  Walking out of the bedroom, I go into the kitchen. Opening and closing cabinets, I find the mugs and pour Lex a new cup of coffee.

  Looking out of the bay window into the backyard, I spot them.

  Perfect!

  Epic peace offering. I’m so good!

  I find a knife and head into the backyard, and then I walk back to the bedroom with Lexi’s coffee and my surprise!

  By the time Lexi comes out of the bathroom with her face done up and her hair in a simple ponytail, I’ve cleaned up the coffee from the floor, rinsed out the mug, gotten dressed in my clothes from yesterday, and set the stage.

  She freezes when she spots me. Her eyes notice the now made bed, her cup of coffee in one hand, and a pink Gerber daisy in the other.

  They lift to see the sheepish smile on my face. I shrug.

  She smiles and walks across the room, leaning over the bed, she takes the coffee and the daisy, bringing the daisy to her face. She lets the petals caress her cheek before she places the cup and flower on the night stand, and kisses me lightly on the mouth.

  “So, am I forgiven?”

  She smirks. “Yes, you gorgeous man, you are forgiven. Thank you.”

  Score. Yes dammit! I am the fucking man!

  <><><>

  Lexi

  I can’t believe he laughed at me. I wasn’t really mad. Embarrassed, but not mad. But he made my bed. And got me coffee. And gave me a flower. A daisy. A pink Gerber daisy…

  Could this man be any more perfect? It’s no wonder I love him.

  Jude kisses me before getting on his bike. He’s heading to the hotel to shower and change and then he has sound check and band stuff before the concert tonight. He’s leaving backstage passes at the backdoor for Bradi, Micah, Erik, and me.

  He’s asked me to please try to get Erik to come; I’ve told him I’ll do my best but I can’t make any promises. The concert is at eight, but he wants us there about six, if possible.

  That’s going to be cutting it close with everything I have to do today, and leaves me little time to redo my hair and makeup and change, but I promise him I’ll see what I can do.

  He has an interview before the concert with Rock Hard Magazine, for their cover story in next month’s magazine, and he’d like me to be there for it.

  He’s still holding my hands, as I gently pull back, away from him and turn to get into my car.

  He pulls me back and gives me one last deep kiss, full of want and promises.

  I moan and wrap my arms around his neck with my fingers tangled in his hair, as I suck on his tongue and press my body against his.

  If I’m going to be away from him all day, he’s damn sure going to keep me on his mind.

  As our mouths break apart, Jude trails wet kisses down my jaw. “Damn, woman. Are you trying to kill me? How am I supposed to drive with my dick rock hard… and be away from you all day?”

  I chuckle and lick up his neck before biting his jaw and whisper in his ear, “Be careful. Don’t wreck. And maybe this will keep me on your mind.”

  Squeezing my ass cheeks he looks at me honestly and mutters, “You’re on my mind anyway. Always. No persuasion needed. Now get your sexy ass in the car and drive away, because I don’t have the willpower to leave if you don’t get in the car.”

  I nod.

  “I’ll see you tonight. Miss me today.”

  One more kiss and he pushes me into the car and shuts the door before walking backwards to his bike.

  I watch him in the rearview mirror, unable to look away, as he straddles the bike, puts on his helmet, cranks the engine, and roars away.

  I let out the breath I didn’t know I was holding and back out of the drive.

  Erik is behind the counter and there are at least 20 people in line when I walk into the shop. I give him a wave, stow my purse in my office, throw on a Java and Sweeties apron, and then race back out front to
help him take care of the customers.

  <><><>

  Things are steady for about an hour, and then they settle down and I’m able to head into the kitchen to get started mixing my cookies and icing my cakes. I’m in my own little world in the kitchen, humming and dancing around as I work and before I know it, it’s noon.

  Erik walks into the kitchen with a coffee and a muffin for me and hops up on the island counter, while I finish icing the last cake and put it into the refrigerator.

  He doesn’t speak, just watches me with a contemplative look on his face.

  Finally, I finish and wash my hands before hopping onto the counter beside him and laying my head on his chest.

  “So, you and Jude? What’s the deal, love? Are you like… back together?” he asks, as he wraps his arm around my shoulder and pulls me into his body.

  I smile and look at him from under my lashes. “Yes. I think so.”

  He frowns as he looks down at me and shakes his head before speaking. “You think so? Well shit… Either you are or you aren’t together, and if you aren’t… What-what I saw this morning and what I walked in on yesterday… Well if you aren’t… I’m kicking his ass, Lex.”

  Laughing I hug him tighter. “We are. We’re together. He bought a house, E. And he owns the beach where we used to hang out. He wants me. He wants to be with me. And… and I want to be with him.”

  “Are you sure, Lex? What about before. What about…?”

  I cut him off. “Before doesn’t matter. It’s in the past. It was a long time ago and all that matters is now. I don’t want before to tarnish now. I have to just be with him now. I love him, E. I’ve always loved him.”

  Erik grabs my hands and kisses my head. “I know. I’m happy for you. I’m happy for both of you. Truly. But I’m also worried, Lex. The past doesn’t just go away. Have you talked about it?”

  Shaking my head so hard my hair comes loose from the ponytail, I say, “No. No we haven’t. He brought it up last night, but I can’t… I just can’t. I… can’t…”

  “Ok, don’t get upset. You’re so happy. I’m glad to see you like this. I’m glad to see you alive again. So, I’m changing the subject! What time are we leaving tonight?”

  I look up surprised. “Tonight? You’re gonna come?”

  He shrugs. “Yeah, if I’m invited. I want to come. If you and Jude are back together, well maybe Jude and I can work on getting back to our friendship too. Besides, Bayou Stix fucking rocks!” He laughs with the last statement.

  I laugh too. “I love you. You know that? I freaking love you! If we leave at four we should be good.”

  “I know. I love you too. Now stop slacking and get your ass back to work. You have a lot to do and not a lot of time if you want to look all smexy for your man. You know you have to rock that bod and stake your claim from the skank groupies.”

  Laughing, “Smexy? Where do you come up with this shit, E? And no worries, I’m going to knock his socks off.” I wink.

  He shakes his head before hopping down and lifts me off the counter, then hugs me, and kisses my hair.

  He points to his head, “All that brilliance comes from right here, love. Right here.” He smiles his signature smile… the one that it’s simply not right for a gay man as sexy as him to shoot at a straight woman.

  “You’re too much. Now get out of my kitchen!”

  We both laugh as he walks out tapping his finger against his bottom lip as if deep in thought.

  Time to get back to work.

  As I’m taking the last batch of cookies out of the oven and laying them on the rack to cool, my cell buzzes with a new text.

  Wiping my hands, I grab it, expecting Bradi.

  It’s Jude.

  “Sexy Rock God

  I miss you.

  Hope you’re missing me.

  My lips are lonely. Hurry up 6pm!”

  I smile as I text back.

  “Lexi

  I miss you too.

  Been busy today.

  Just your lips?

  Patience my good man.”

  Seconds later, I get another text.

  “Sexy Rock God

  No, not just my lips.

  Though my lips are what I’m focusing on surrounded by a bunch of sweaty guys!

  I have no patience when it comes to you Lex

  You’re my Kryptonite…”

  My heart races and I gasp while reading it.

  The door opens and Bradi strolls in. “Sooo hooka. Word on the street is that you spent the night with a sexy mother fucking Rock Star!”

  She stops as she sees my face. “What’s wrong, Lexi? Why the fuck do you look like your dog just got hit by a truck? Sweetie, what’s up?”

  I swallow and look at her, holding out my phone. She leans over and reads it, then looks at me with a question on her face. “Ok, so what the hell does that mean? Kryptonite is bad right. Like that’s the shit that kills Superman?”

  “It doesn’t kill him. It just weakens him.” I say, still trying to figure out what he means. I have to be reading more into it that what he’s saying. Right?

  “O……k…… Well then I guess that means that you’re the key to him. Like if he doesn’t have you in his life or some shit, it weakens him. Like he needs you.” She claps, startling me. “Yes, that’s what he means, Lexi!”

  She grabs my hands and starts jumping up and down. “Holy shit. Girl, he still loves you!”

  I shake my head and say, “No, he doesn’t. He just wants me. I think. He can’t love me… that’s crazy talk, right?!?!”

  She stops and just stares at me and her mouth hangs open. “Holy shit. You love him! You still love him. Ok, now you have to spill. Tell me everything that’s happened since you punched him in the face! Tell… Me… Now!” Her face is animated and she’s clutching her chest. “Wait, no text him back first, then tell me everything. Everything. I want details. Like details, bitch. Spill. Now!”

  I laugh. “Ok, what do I say to him?”

  “Shit say, ‘I love you and I want to fuck you forever and have your sexy Rock Star babies.’ Hell, I’m good with living vicariously through you. Just give me details!”

  I roll my eyes at her. She’s nuts! But I love her.

  “Ok, I’m not saying that. But I’m going to text him back. Here goes.”

  “Lexi

  Well, save those lips (and the rest of you too) for me.

  I can’t fight off a bunch of guys.

  And I hope by Kryptonite you mean that you want me and not that you think I’m going to kill you. ;)

  Can’t wait to see you tonight.”

  I hit send and put the phone on the island. I pretend to ignore Bradi, who is staring holes in my face, and tapping her foot like she’s in withdrawal.

  “Ok, what would you like to know?” I’m attempting to keep my face straight and keep the shit eating grin off of my face.

  She opens her eyes and screams, “What would I like to know? Um, how about everything! Is he still a demon in bed? Did he make you scream?” She wiggles her eyebrows. “How big is his dick? Did you make him scream? Spill girl! Give me the deets!”

  I blush and start to fill her in. “We didn’t have sex. He wants to wait. Take things slow.”

  She holds up her hand, cutting me off. “Hold up. What the fuck do you mean? He’s a ROCK STAR. He wants to wait? Um, what the fuck is that!?!? So you’re telling me no sex. You’re a fucking liar!”

  Laughing, I explain. “No, really. No sex. Plenty of other things involving hands and you know… mouths. But no sex. Yes. Yes. Not telling you that. And pretty much.”

  “Wait, I forgot my questions. Yes, what? And you’re not telling me how big his crotch rocket is? Really. Please. Pretty please. Now I have to know! I bet it’s huge!” She’s talking so fast, I can barely keep her questions straight.

  “Yes, he’s… well he’s amazing. Yes, I might have screamed. He’s let’s just say… he’s blessed. And he enjoyed what I did too! Ok, there. I’m done tal
king about this. This is not right and it’s nuts!”

  My face is bright red.

  “Ok, fair enough,” she holds up her hand, “but one more question…How long are you going to wait? Is he sticking around awhile?”

  I let out the breath I’ve been holding to answer her.

  “I don’t know. But it better not be too much longer. I’m going to explode! He bought a house actually. He took me to see it last night. It’s amazing.”

  “Oh wow. My best friend is dating a rock star. Fucking awesome! Oh, I forgot why I came in here. Erik filled me in on the fact that he walked into your room this morning to find a very naked you and a very naked Jude… wrestling, so I lost my train of thought! But… I remember now. What time are we heading out tonight?”

  “Oh shit. I forgot to text you earlier. Jude has backstage passes for us. The four of us. Me, you, Micah, and… Erik. We need to be there by about six.”

  “Erik? Erik is coming with us? Backstage? He’s cool with that?”

  I smile. “He is. He wants to try to get his friendship back with Jude too.”

  “Well shit. It’s three now. I need to call Micah and go get ready. Meet you at your house at 5:30, k. I need to go get sexy!”

  “Ha. Like you need any help with that one, Bradi!”

  She kisses my cheek and smiles. “Me?!?! You’re the one dating Jude Delecroix! Fucking awesome! You lucky bitch! Love you!” And she flees out of my kitchen.

  I use the remaining hour to think about Jude and the fact that he never texted back. I guess he was busy.

  I get the cookies packed up for delivery tomorrow and make sure the cakes are smooth and the icing has no bubbles.

  Everything looks perfect… much like my life seems to be right now.

  At 3:50 Erik pops in and asks if I’m ready to go.

  I smile and nod, taking his hand, and head on home to get ready for my rock star.

  <><><>

  Jude

  Things got crazy this afternoon.

  Fucking crazy! Shit!

  I never got a chance to text Lexi back.

  But she should be here soon.

  All will be ok once she gets here. It has to be.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Lexi

  Its 5:35 and I’m ready and waiting for Bradi and Micah to get here. Erik is finishing up in his room, and I’m waiting alone in the living room… stressing about my appearance, and wondering if I’m dressed hot enough to be a rock star’s girlfriend.