Jude (A Cocky Cage Fighter Novel Book 2) (6 page)

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."

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."

"At least there's that."

"Not that I have much experience."

"Just the asshole from earlier?" he asks, placing kisses along the column of my neck. I nod in response.

"He said I wasn't his first, but either way, sex with him was always awful."

"Awful?" Jude laughs.

"Yeah. His dick was really small, like half your size, and he'd barely put it in before he came every time."

"I was wondering if that was true or if you were just trying to embarrass him."

"Oh, it was definitely true and I wanted to embarrass him. The girl he dumped me for is such a slut. Sabrina's been with most of the guys in the senior class. Her parents are never home, so she invites them over to fuck. Ryder hated that my dad was strict and we didn't have many opportunities."

"Yeah about your dad, I was thinking we probably shouldn't let him find out about us."

"No kidding." I laugh. “He said tonight is it for letting me go out with you.”

“Shit, he said that?” Jude asks.

“Yep.”

"Well fuck. Then don't think I'm avoiding you at the gym, because it won't be anything like that. It would probably just be easier to see each other and cause less drama if we ignore each other there, so he doesn't find out."

"I agree." If he really wants to keep seeing me, which I still have a hard time believing he actually does, then I’ll do whatever it takes.

"Good," Jude says before shoving his cock into me, making me gasp and tighten my legs around his back. With both hands on my bottom, he guides his thrusts into me. "Goddamn. I think this is my favorite position," he tells me, and then we're both busy trying to climb each other and deepen the penetration in each other's mouths and between our lower bodies. I wrap my arms around his neck and hold on, never wanting to let go. I keep holding on even after we both find another release and Jude stands up and carries me to the bathroom.

"What are you doing?" I laugh.          

"Taking a shower with you."

"Oh no! I don’t want to get my hair wet or wash off all my makeup," I tell him. I didn't spend four hours getting ready to have it rinsed down the drain.

"Don't worry. I just want to wash away some of the cum I've soaked you with, so I can eat your pussy," he replies with a nibble on my neck.

"What?!" I exclaim.

Still holding me, he turns on the shower faucet, then gives me a grin that would've melted my panties if I had any on. "I'm gonna tongue fuck you. You've been eaten out before, right?"

"Ah, no."

"Well fuck. High school boys are so goddamn selfish," Jude mutters, shaking his head. "I might've been a virgin, but my mouth's actually spent some quality time between a few women's legs."

Oh no, I don't like that piece of honesty. Not. One. Bit.

After a quick shower where my hair and makeup remain mostly intact, other than looking like I've been fucked, Jude lays me down on the edge of the bed and goes to his knees on the floor. When his lips touch my inner thigh, I squirm.

"This might get intense, and if so, just relax. Don't try and hold back, okay?"

"Um, all right," I agree, somewhat confused by what he means by that. Then his tongue swipes along my slit and my ass comes off the bed, trying to get away. Jude's strong arms yank me back down to his mouth. He starts licking out what I’m pretty sure is some sort of Morse code. I can't crack his secret message, but he must've been telling my pussy to freak the fuck out.

"Aagh! Ohhh God!
Oh fuck
!" I yell obscenities and convulse like never before. My hands need something to hold on to as I shatter apart, and I find myself cradling Jude's head while my thighs tighten, holding him in place to milk every single last drop of ecstasy out of his talented tongue. It's intense and amazing and I never want it to end.

Two more orgasms later and I'm begging him to stop.

"Please, Jude," I gasp between sobs. "Stop...I can't...
OHHH
!" The next orgasm is so strong it hurts. My body tries to hold me back from the edge of the cliff, but it's too powerful and I dive head first into pleasurable pain.

I hear a phone ringing in the distance but don’t move because there’s not a working bone in my body. It sounds like a real phone that plugs into a wall, not a cell phone.

Who has a wall phone nowadays?

I blink my eyes open and remember we're in a hotel room. Jude's standing naked and panting with the phone against his ear.

He barks out a laugh but tries to choke it off quickly. "I'm sorry. Nope, I promise no one is in pain or being murdered. Yes, we'll keep it down. Thanks."

I groan and hide behind my arm thrown over my face, realizing that one of our room neighbors has called to report us, apparently because of the noises I've been making.

Jude's still chuckling after he goes to the bathroom and then comes back and climbs on the bed.

"It's all your fault," I tell him.

"Hell yeah it is," he says with a smile full of masculine pride. "How's your throat? Need some water before you lose your voice?"

"Ha-ha."

He runs his hand through my hair, and twirls a lock around his fist. "How'd you lose all those curls?" he asks. "And wasn't your hair a lot darker?"

"Ah, yeah. The lady that did it put some highlights in it and used a smoothing treatment on it, so it'll hopefully stay tame for a few weeks."

"Contacts?" he asks, rubbing his fingertip along the slope of my nose.

"Yep," I blink and squint. "And they're so dry I'm gonna have to take them out soon. I'll be right back," I say, rolling out of bed and taking a second to find some strength in my legs. I grab my purse from where it’d been tossed onto the floor and go to the bathroom to clean up and replace the contacts with glasses.