by Lane Hart
"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 with 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.
"Because I've never wanted anyone as much as I wanted you tonight," he says, and then his mouth is on mine, and his cock is pressing hard against my stomach, ready to go again. "You feel that?" he whispers, moving his lips over my ear. He thrusts his hips forward and grinds himself into me so I know exactly what he's talking about. "You've had me this hard all night. And now that I know how fucking good your tight little pussy feels, my cock is desperate to get back inside. You ready to spread your legs for me again, sweetheart?"
I push my palms against his chest to raise him off of me. After he complies with a confused, furrowed brow expression, I roll over to my stomach, showing him what I want.
"Fuck, Sadie," he groans, lowering and rocking his heavy body down on top of the length of mine. "When you were grinding your perfect ass against me on the dance floor, this was all I could think about. Taking you this way. Bending you over and shoving my cock in you until you scream my name."
With both hands gripping my hips, he lifts my pelvis off the mattress, putting my ass in the air. His thick shaft presses between my legs, seeking my entrance before he shoves forward, filling me. After slowly retreating he plunges into me again.
“Oh God," I cry out. "Fuck me harder, Jude."
“Hell yes," he says, holding my hips so tight while pumping into me that I'll probably have bruises. I don't care as long as he doesn't stop.
"Ohhh!” I moan into the sheets when my creamy walls clench around his length, trying to keep him buried deep inside me. "I'm so close. Please," I beg, needing the push to make it over the edge again. "I need...I need..."
"I know what you need. And if you don't come on my cock…" he says, riding me like he's desperate for me. "I'll lick your pussy until you come on my tongue. Oh fuck! Never mind. I'm gonna eat you out either way."
His words almost undo me, but when his hand slips underneath and cups me between my legs, I can't do anything but grab fistfuls of the bed comforter and moan through the explosion of pure bliss. I lay limply on my stomach, listening to Jude's deep masculine grunts until he fills me with another release.
"That's it. Too good. Oh fuck, baby!"
All one-hundred and seventy solid pounds of his muscular frame press me like a pancake
into the mattress. Other than not getting any air, I don't have any complaints.
"Jude...I can't breathe," I tell him and he scrambles quickly off of me.
"Shit, sorry."
My eyes refuse to open and my body isn't ready to move, so I stay still, unable to lose what is probably a ridiculously goofy smile.
"Are you okay?" Jude asks after a few minutes.
"Uh-huh."
"You don't look okay."
"This is just what thoroughly fucked looks like," I explain to him, making him chuckle.
Jude's calloused palm caresses gently down my back before it cups my bottom, making me smile wider. I finally find the energy to turn my head to the side, so I can see him.
"Sorry, but I can't keep my hands off of you," he tells me.
"Good, I’m glad," I reply.
"You say that now, but when I don't let you get any sleep tonight you might change your mind."
"That's fine with me. If I fall asleep, you can just keep going and I'll catch up later."
Jude shakes his head and chuckles before reaching down to take off each of my strappy shoes. "I'm not going to fuck you if you're unconscious."
I roll to my side, so I can reach out and touch some of his perfection, or press my body against his again. His eyes go right to my breast before skimming lower.
"Okay, I take that back. I'll try not to fuck you if you're unconscious, but I can't make any promises."
Leaning down, Jude kisses me, slow and sweetly for so long I lose track of time. When he's ready for another round he sits up and pulls me on top of him until I'm straddling his lap and we're chest to chest. I still can’t believe this ridiculously sexy man wants me. Of all the women over the years that he could've easily slept with, he held out on them but couldn't resist being with me. I'm unable to stop my smile against his soft lips.
"What are you smiling about?" he pulls back and asks with his own grin.
"I can't believe you were a virgin."
"Ugh. I shouldn't have told you," he mutters, burying his face in my hair and neck, making me squirm.
"I wouldn't have ever known if you hadn't."
