Jude

by Lane Hart

  My rambling monologue cuts off abruptly when Sadie's palms simultaneously cover both my lips and my aching cock.

  "Ah God," I groan against her soft hand when the lower one gives my painfully hard shaft a squeeze. I close my eyes to savor the feeling while my hips automatically thrust forward into her grip, not caring who might see. My cock keeps on panting and begging her to pet it again like it's a goddamn dog.

  "I'm so ready that a flash flood warning just went into effect," Sadie says softly. "This is what I want, too, more than anything. So don't you dare talk yourself out of it, or I swear to God I will knee you so hard that you'll never need to wear another cup again."

  My eyes fly open at the same time my eyebrows shoot up toward the sky after hearing the tiny woman's very unexpected threat to my boys. But damn if I don't love hearing about how turned on she is. I really like seeing this unexpected, sexy, aggressive side of Sadie, showing me she's just as desperate for me as I am for her.

  "Okay?" she asks, unfortunately removing her hands from me. After I swallow down a groan, I give a nod, and then she turns around and strolls back to the ballroom. My eyes stay glued to her ass until it’s out of sight.

  All right, now what was I going to do? Oh yeah, call Page.

  Pulling my phone out of my pocket I head to the lobby then out the front sliding doors for a little privacy. Dialing her up, I listen to the rings, hoping she'll answer. It isn't that late, so hopefully she won't bitch about me waking up Xavier.

  Thankfully, she answers. “Hey, Jude! How's the prom?"

  "Page, I'm in need of some urgent legal advice, so I want your assurance that this conversation is attorney-client privileged."

  "Um...sure. Your brother's distracted with some scary movie at the moment. What's up? "

  "Good. So, what exactly is the age of consent in this state?"

  "Sixteen, why?" she asks, then as understanding dawned she must’ve answered her own question when she exclaimed, "Ohhhh!"

  "Tell me I'm stupid, and that this is a hundred kinds of wrong, so that I won't go through with it," I beg her. I wait for her response, and then wait some more. "Page?"

  "I'm here...I'm just...thinking."

  "Let me know what you're thinking!" I yell into the phone. My hard as a rock cock is losing its patience, and quickly making me lose my mind.

  "Okay, so Sadie's what, eighteen now?" Page asks.

  "Yeah."

  "You're only three, soon to be four, years older, about the same difference as me and Jax."

  I let out some of the collected air in my lungs. Okay, that makes me feel a little better.

  "And you're sure you're ready to...go all the way with her after waiting so long?" Page asks.

  "Fuck yes."

  She laughs before asking a follow up. "And do you know if it'll it be her first time, too?"

  "I'm pretty sure it won't be," I reply after remembering what all that jackass had said. Although, I sort of owe that bastard because there's no way I'd be considering going upstairs if I thought she was still a virgin.

  "Well then, what are you waiting for?" she asks. "Go become a man."

  "Hey!" I exclaim in offense. "You don’t think I'm, I don't know, moving too fast?"

  "It's not like you just met tonight. You've known each other for years. And I'm willing to bet you don't intend to make this a one-night-only deal."

  Jesus Christ, I want it to be more than just tonight. More like every night. Is that a likely outcome? It won't be easy with Coach.

  "Of course I want more than one night with her. Do you think she'd go for that?" I ask, then cringe. "Strike that last question from the record, counselor. I sound like a fucking chick. But what about Coach? He'll kill me."

  "She's legally an adult and can make her own decisions, so forget what he'll say."

  Easier said than done, especially since I'm here because of a favor to him.

  "Page, I want to tell you something, but I need you to swear not to tell anyone, not even Jax."

  "I won't."

  "I asked Sadie to prom as a favor to Coach. He begged me, and sort of bribed me to do it for the title fight. She doesn't know about all that."

  Page hisses. "Shoot. That makes things a bit more complicated."

  "Yeah."

  "Jude, you've got to tell her. That you did it as a favor, but now, based on what you're saying, you really like her and want to be with her, right?"

  "Right."

  "Then hang up and go lose your virginity!"

  "All right. Thanks," I say, then I have one other nagging thought. "Wait, how long has the age of consent been sixteen?" I ask her.

  "God, I don't know. A long time. Why? Are you thinking about your mom?"

  "Yeah," I answer with a sigh.

  "His age wasn’t the problem. If your mom hadn't been a teacher, then no, it wouldn't have been illegal," she explains.

  "Oh. Well, I’ll talk to you later, Page," I say before ending the call.

  I go back through the front doors and look around the lobby for Sadie, trying to forget the shit from my past and look forward to the future.

  You have got to be kidding me! Three random assholes in tuxes are surrounding her. I try to hear what they're saying as I approach, and if it's anything like the last dickhead, I'm going to kick some ass. Sounds like really fucking hot and Ryder's an idiot. Okay, I agree with both sentiments so maybe they aren't so bad.

  Sadie beams at me over their shoulders when she sees me approach, causing all three heads to turn in my direction. They each back up a few steps, and my opinion of them improves a little more. When I’m beside her I slip my arm around Sadie's bare lower back and pull her against me, claiming her as mine. "You ready?" I ask, and she nods while giving me a smile.

  "Jude Malone! Holy shit," one of the guys says. They offer fist bumps which I return. "Is the rumor true? You're gonna fight Linc Abrams on the Fourth of July?"

  "Yeah."

  Sadie's mouth falls open, and then she asks, "You are?"

  "Dude, you've got to kick that arrogant fucker's ass," another boy tells me.

  "That's the plan. I've got my work cut out for me, though."

  "You...you're fighting for the world championship?" Sadie inquires, clearly shocked at hearing this news for the first time.

  "Ah, yeah."

  "How...when did my dad set that up?"

  "A few weeks ago," I respond. I'm eager to get my confession over with. I just hope she doesn’t freak out. "Ready to head up?"

  "Sure. See you guys later," she tells the three boys over her shoulder when we start for the elevator bank. I hear their murmurs about what they know we're going to do. I'm sure Sadie does, too, but she acts like she's ignoring them. Maybe I should've given them the same warning that if they badmouthed her I'd kick their asses. Too late.

  As soon as the elevator door shuts us in with a few other prom kids, my hand grows a mind of its own. With my back to the door facing Sadie, my fingers reach for her bare leg and crawl their way north on her smooth skin while she blinks her big, emerald eyes up at me and her perfect pink lips part. When I get to her hip I expect it to be bare, but instead, I feel the string of a thong. I look down at the nude color fabric under my hand that perfectly matches her skin and laugh.

  "Tease," I tell her, making her smile.

  After the elevators open and close a few times, emptying out, I finally remember I don't know where the hell we're going.

  "Ah, what floor?" I ask.

  She giggles and shrugs her shoulders. "I have no idea. Hold on."

  Reaching in her little purse, she holds up the key card in a paper holder with the number six-sixteen on it. I twist around and hit the six on the panel, then go back to my exploration up her skirt while admiring her beautiful, shimmering lips.

  "I want to kiss you, but I'm afraid that once I start I won't be able to stop," I tell her.

  Sadie nods, then reaches up, shocking the shit out of me when she starts undoing the buttons on my vest like
she can't wait to get me undressed. My cock twitches at the thought. First things first, be honest with her.

  The words that had been on my lips a few minutes ago are starting to fade into the distance. When the elevator door opens on the sixth floor they completely disappear. I've waited almost twenty-two years for this moment. I've been faced with more opportunities than I can count from sluts, and turned them all down, waiting for the girl I was absolutely sure I wanted to be the one. I don’t know when it happened tonight, but now it just feels...right. I'm certain I want to be with Sadie, and can't wait any longer. Saying anything that might fuck that up…I can't do it.

  We find the right room, she slips the key into the door, and then it's on. The door hasn't even shut when she turns around to face me and I launch myself at her. I throw my suit jacket to the ground at the same time her little purse meets the same fate. Cupping the side of her face with one hand and wrapping an arm around her waist I pull her to me, finally joining her lips to mine. Despite my best intentions, there's nothing sweet or slow about our first kiss. It goes straight into a vicious tongue fucking with Sadie matching every stroke of mine, both of her fists clenching handfuls of my vest.

  I walk her backwards until we come to a bed, then lift her up on it, before covering her with my much bigger body. The slit in her dress allows her thighs to part, so I can wedge my hips against hers. My cock grows impossibly harder, knowing how close it is to the Promised Land. Too many clothes are in the way though, so the bossy bastard between my legs demands I remove them and do so quickly.

  I start with mine since I'm not sure how to get her so-called dress off yet. I sit back on my heels since it takes both hands to undo my tie and all the damn little buttons on my dress shirt. If I had a change of clothes I would've ripped the motherfucker off. After shrugging the fabric out of the way, I pull my white undershirt over my head.

  Sadie takes over from there, reaching up to undo my button and pull down the zipper on my pants. Not wasting any time, she pushes them and my boxer-briefs down my hips, freeing my erection.

  Unfortunately, I have to stand up to remove my shoes and socks so the rest can come off. Not even a second later I'm climbing back up on the bed, naked and ready to get her that way. Before I can make a move, she reaches for my cock.

  "Sadie," I barely choke out her name before it turns into a groan. I look down the length of my body and watch her small hand working magic. "Sweetheart...if you don't stop rubbing the lamp...ah fuck...you're gonna blow my first wish."

  An adorable, wind chime like giggle bubbles up from Sadie when I reluctantly remove her hand and pin it above her head.

  "Now," I say, looking down at her two-piece dress. "How the fuck do I get you out of this contraption? Tell me quickly before I just rip it off."

  "Zipper down the back of my skirt and a zipper on the side of my top," she says, giving me an amused smile.

  I run my hand up underneath her back and find the zipper for the skirt, yanking it down and pulling her skirt and nude colored thong off.

  "Fucking hell, woman. You're begging for a tongue fucking with this smooth pussy. Later, definitely later," I assure her, running my index finger over her damp mound and making her squirm. "But right now my cock needs to get inside you."

  I almost cry tears of joy when I find the magical zipper on the side of her top and yank the fabric down her arms.

  "Thank God." I sigh in relief when she's finally laying gloriously naked in front of me.

  Before staring at all her lovely lady parts I watch her face for reluctance or apprehension. Thankfully all I see in her beautiful green eyes is pure and simple lust, along with excitement for what's to come.

  Knowing she isn't having second thoughts, I let my eyes and hands roam over her. I couldn't have created a more perfect woman if I'd tried. Her silky blonde hair is fanned out on the white pillow, high cheekbones flushed with arousal, pouty lips parted. Her nipples are a pale pink in the center of perky titties. I wanna lick them and then trail my tongue down her flat stomach, over her hip bones, and down to her beautiful, bare pussy.

  "You're so fucking gorgeous, Sadie."

  Reaching for her breasts, she arches her back and thrust them forward into my greedy palms, overfilling them. I take advantage and tease them, squeeze them, then dive down to put one in my mouth. The change in position puts my cock against the warmth between her legs, threatening to end this before it even starts.

  "You still ready for me, sweetheart?" I ask, smiling when I remember her flash flood remark.

  "Yes," she whispers as I slip a hand between us, through her soft folds, seeking her center with my fingertips to make sure. I groan when I feel her soaking wet heat, and the clenching of her walls around my two fingers. I need to get my cock in her, unable to wait any longer.

  I lean down and cover her lips with mine again, kissing her while I coax an orgasm from her with my fingers. I almost come just hearing her moan into my mouth.

  Now it's time to finally do this, and I have to admit that I'm a little nervous. I don't want to disappoint her, especially since I know she has more experience than me. And I also know it's going to be over way too fast. I'll just have to make it up to her with a few more rounds tonight.

  I grip my cock and am lining it up to sink in deep for my very first time when it hits me. I don't have any fucking condoms. I've never even bought any rubbers except as a favor for my brother, and I sure as hell never thought I'd need one tonight.

  Goddamn it.

  I pull back and look down at Sadie whose eyes are hazy and unfocused with lust as she looks up at me. Let's hope she's more prepared than me.

  "Do you," I start and have to clear the gravel from my throat. "Do you have a condom?"

  She shakes her head at the same time she wraps her hand around my cock again, stroking me, making me groan. "It's okay," she says, guiding me inside of her. Then it's done, and I'm fucking a woman for the first time in my life. Oh, and it is...ah. So. Fucking. Incredible.

  My hips start bucking of their own volition once my cock is surrounded by her tight, hot and soaking wet embrace. The bastard body part pistons with more force than I intend, but there's no slowing down this runaway train. I've waited too long and she feels too fucking good. I sink deeper with each thrust, but it's not enough.

  Holding my weight off of her with one forearm, I reach down and grab Sadie's incredible ass to fill her to the hilt. When her legs wrap around my waist her appropriately named fuck-me-harder heels spur me on, her fingernails doing the same along my spine and bicep. God, it's so damn amazing being so close and connected, with Sadie holding on to me like she never wants to let go. If I could, I'm pretty sure I'd live between her thighs. It's better than I ever thought possible.

  Our mouths stay busy devouring each other until the need for oxygen forces us apart. My lips go to work on her neck while my hips continue their relentless pounding. When I hear Sadie gasp after each thrust I worry I'm being too rough.

  "You okay, sweetheart?" I ask, nibbling her ear.

  "Yes. Oh God, yes," she responds softly, placing open mouthed kisses over my collarbone. I’m pretty sure the woman’s going to be the death of me.

  "It's my first time...so this may be quick," I warn her, holding her to me tighter when the tension builds at the base of my spine. "But I promise I'll make it up to you the second time."

  Chapter Five

  Sadie

  "Jude."

  His name is a whispered plea from my lips. His body is a work of art, a masterpiece moving inside me and above me. Slipping a hand between us, his talented fingers have me crying out when overwhelming pleasure explodes all through me. I hold onto Jude's shoulders through the tremors until there's a flood of warmth inside me and his body shudders above mine. His hips slow before finally stopping their rolling rhythm of ecstasy altogether.

  Comprehension slowly seeps back into me, alerting me to three things. First, good God that was amazing. I can't believe I actually just had sex w
ith Jude Malone. It feels like I'm dreaming. Two, when Jude said it was his "first time" surely he meant for us tonight, right? There's no way that was his first time ever. And then finally and most concerning, I just had unprotected sex. Let's hope that Plan B shit works like it's supposed to.

  I know it was stupid of me, but I wanted him so much...I didn't want to miss out on this amazing moment. One better than I ever imagined, and one that has a time limit. A few hours with Jude tonight will probably be all that I ever get with him, and I want to make every single one of them count.

  Jude rolls to his back, pulling me on top of him with the quickness and efficiency only professional fighters are probably capable of. I rest my head against his gorgeous, sweaty chest, running my fingertips over his muscular pectorals and down over his nicely cut abs. He’s perfection, and I can’t resist placing kisses over his warm skin. One of his arms is wrapped around my shoulders while his other hand draws circles on my hip.

  "Wow," he finally speaks into the silence, kissing the top of my head. "That…was fucking incredible, Sadie."

  "Yeah, it was."

  "Now I know what I've been missing, but I still don't regret waiting," he says, making my hand pause on his stomach.

  "You mean, that was your...first time...like, ever?" I ask, lifting my head to see his face.

  "Yeah, I'm a twenty-one-year-old virgin. Or I was." He flashes me a satisfied smile.

  "That's...surprising. I mean, I've seen all the women around you at your fights. You're ridiculously hot and could screw double digit numbers in one night if you wanted."

  His chuckles rumble from his chest into mine. "I don't know about all that. Jax used to fuck them all, but I've never wanted any of the trashy cage cunts. Those bitches are crazy, like the one who lied and said he’d raped her because he blew her off."

  "But why me?" I ask.

  My back hits the mattress before I even know I'm being flipped. Jude smiles wickedly at my shocked expression before lowering himself down on top of me.